Chapter 2

Damien POV

It’s night time and I’m hanging out with my best friends, and laughing at their stupid jokes, beer in hand, all of us in the forest and blatantly smoking weed while drinking. Like we give a s**t if one of the patrols comes across us. Hell, it’s not like dad cares what I do.

“Hey bro” my best mate, Thomas says, tossing me another one. “how’s your sister going,” he teases me and I roll my eyes. Even to me, it’s plainly obvious that he’s got a bit of a crush on her. Not that I’ll let him near her. Yuck.

“She’s not my sister” I snap back, thoroughly irritated, “and you know it. She’s the reason my mother is dead and I hate her”, I exhaled, taking a sip of my beer while my other friend Johnathon chortles.

“I gotta say, man, she’s hot stuff though” he says, and I turn to him threateningly.

up instantly, recognizing that he’s gone too far. I’m not being protective of my sister, on the contrary, but that doesn’t mean they can make remarks about Winter like

they nod, content to sip their beers and say nothing at all,just chill and hang out. It’s far more

look as he ambles off. In my case, my

about you dude?” I ask Thomas, wanting him to stay a little longer with me. But he just sighs and puts out his blunt, looking regretfully at me. I guess he even has

out of me, not that he would, of course, but it makes him feel better about it if it looks like

and they aren’t exactly a cake

 

 

fussed about what I’m doing. I finally get to go to school tomorrow after a week away and I can’t think of anything better than seeing poor defenseless little Winter being bullied by my friends and the popular group at school. I wonder if she’s still up or

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