Book 1 : Chapter 47 Front Door?

November 4th

"I wanted to tell you in person Connor, I was going to, but then all this happened and-"

"How long for?!" Connor asked his voice getting deeper.

"A week," I said quietly.

"That fucking prick! He kidnapped you, he marked you against your will and now this!" Connor said.

"Connor calm down. We can talk about this later."

"No. I have just found out that my seventeen-year-old sister is pregnant with the biggest dickhead in the world's child. This cannot wait."

"I want to go home," I said, quietly taking his arm, "please, just take me home."

He let out a deep breath before finally nodding.

An hour later, we were at the front of the house I hadn't been in for a few days short of a month. The last time I had even seen the peeling red paint of the door that I used to walk through at least twice every day was before going to Cameron's party on October 10th.

Connor pulled the key out of his pocket opening the door revealing the dark hallway.