Chapter 42

Adele P.O.v

My father’s G-wagon pulled up in front of our house. The ride home was very quiet. My father kept tapping his finger on the stirring wheel and making quick glances at me from the rear mirror. Blair kept staring out the window.

 And I just sat at the backseat filled up with different emotions.

My father watched me as I walked over to the door, then hit the car hard with his fist. I turned around sharply, then my eyeballs fell to the floor.

“For centuries, our family has never gone to jail. You are the first to break that chain. What happened back there?!

“I-”

“I thought you were supposed to go to your school stuff. How did you end up at a 

fighting scene? In a club?” Blair added.

“I don't know what to do about her Blair.” My father said turning to look at my mother. He stared for some seconds, then stared at