EVELYN
Just as I was working up the nerve to mentally draft my life, I heard a knock on my door. Not the usual rapid-fire knock from Dad.
I dragged myself up, yawning as I pulled the door open, only to nearly choke on my breath and fall to my knees.
Mike was standing right there, beside my dad.
I just knew I wouldn't be able to escape him forever. The universe had a sick sense of humor that way. Just when you think you've bought yourself enough time to figure things out, reality comes knocking.
It had been days since I last spoke with Mike. Not because I was avoiding him, but because I couldn't reach him. Not after Dave shattered my phone like it was some kind of disposable piece of plastic.
I was sure Mike had tried calling, probably texting too, over and over again, wondering why I had gone radio silent after he changed my phone. The thought of him waiting for a response that would never come made my chest tighten with guilt.
Normal Mike would've blown up Dad's phone by now with hi
