I was truly weak compared to Lucas but that didn't mean that he had to do everything in my house. "Move your asses out of my house right now," I yelled, getting back on my feet with the support of the wall.
Everyone's eyes were on me. You know these eyes that say that you are in deep shit when no one can even help you. I saw Naya shaking her head but it was too late. I wanted all of them out. I lifted the table behind Lucas and hit him.
He stumbled for some seconds before giving me a death glare. "Get the fuck out of my house." I cried, collapsing on my knees. My dad was the only family I had but he was also gone.
