Chapter forty five : Kidnapped

"How old's your brother?"l ask him since I haven't even heard anything about this brother until right now. "That's the thing, Ryan's 15. He's not

some kid that can't handle his own shit. My mom's a psychotic bitch that doesn't understand that I'm 19 and can handle things myself. She thinks we're

still kids and can't do anything ourselves, he says and I can just see the anger boiling on his face as his hands tighten into fists.

"You just gotta help her understand that. Even if you are legally an adult, she'll never see you as one because you're her baby. As is Ryan probably, so you just gotta help her see you as the real age you are,' I tell him. He nods his head, visibly calming himself down. "Yeah, you're right. I'm Sorry, it was just pretty irritating."

I heard more rustling behind us and I turned around, looking for any visible signs that someone or something was there, but came up empty. I turned around in my chair again, feeling the heat of the fire warming up my freezing body. "