And because he would never avoid spending time with Molly in her own house he wouldn’t be able to avoid his sister, either. And eventually she’d ask where Gabriel was, and Jake knew he’d end up telling her everything. She already thought he was a waste of skin. What would she do when she had proof she was right?
Kick him out, probably. He didn’t even give a shit about that. No, it’d be the way she looked at him, like she had when she’d found him at the hospital. She’d been so horrified she couldn’t even speak.
Jake couldn’t go into the house. He couldn’t handle it, not tonight, and he was already so far down, he didn’t even feel worse at yet another thing he was too weak to face. He couldn’t hate himself more than this.