#Chapter108
How dare they think they can control everything, control my life like this. Now they were even going to break up with my boyfriend for me. I will see Nolan on Monday anyway so I will come up with something over the weekend. Unfortunately, being the weekend that meant it was going to be harder to avoid them. Deciding to skip dinner again. I remain in my room; Arial brings me a blood bag when suddenly Tate walks in behind her and hands me my phone. I glare at him.
/"Don’t stress Drake couldn’t get into it/" He says holding his hands up in surrender. I poke a hole in the blood bag, Tate watching making me feel self-conscious. Blood wasn’t a big thing in this house but to outsiders I could understand it looked a little strange to see.
/"Taste any good/" I lick my lips and nod.
/"Fresh is better/" I tell him, and he nods. Arial puts her headphones in before picking up a book ignoring what is going on.
