Chapter 130 Lachlan

• Pain. Anger. Agony. Fury. Confusion. Hurt. Questions. Uncertainty. My head was filled with so many things it became overwhelming. I wanted to scream. In fact I think I may have screamed.
• I don’t recall getting back to the car. Nor do I remember the drive back to pack. I know Marcus had told me he was taking me home. That enough was enough and that I needed my pack. That isolating myself was not helping. I did not agree, but he was not listening. Marcus decided he was taking charge and I was having little say in the matter.
• So we sat in the spaces outside of our family homes. An awkward silence lingering between us as neither one moved to step out of the car. Neither one willing to move nor speak. Both as stubborn as one another and not wanting to back down. I heard a heavy sigh from by my side, telling me my friend had surrendered.