Chapter 12.1

I was sitting on the couch in my parents living room, my friends around me and Ty holding my hand, being my rock. My moms was crying and my dad was going on a rampage. All the while the twins are sitting there stunned with anger and astonishment on their faces, and Damien and Matt look like they're planning a murder.

"My baby!" My mom cried and came across the room and crushed me into a hug. I wouldn't usually protest, but my ribs were hurting, causing me to hiss in pain as she squeezed me. She jumped back in shock, looking down at me. "Are you all right? Did I hurt you?" She asked worriedly.

"No mom, I'm fine.... I just have some sprained ribs" I told her softly, she looked like she was about to cry again. But then it morphed into rage all of a sudden.

"Just that boy wait till I get my hands on him, he will wish he never even set eyes on you." she threatened, and started marching towards the front door as if on a mission.

"Just a minute there honey, we can't have you goin