Chapter Twelve: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

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We arrived at Lucas' house around 5. I was going to stay for supper again, because Mark wasn't supposed to be home so I think it would go easier.

I was wrong.

We walked through the front door, hearing screaming from the living room. Kyle came running towards me, hugging onto my legs.

"Make it stop!" he whined, crying.

I looked up at Lucas, anger and fear in his eyes. "I will take him, try and take care of this." I said nodding to him. I heard a glass break, making Kyle screech.

"Go!" He yelled as I picked him up and ran out the door. The keys were left in the car that we took to the suite, hopping in.

"Breath." I said to myself. What if I get caught, what if I get pulled over? I opened the door and putting Kyle in the back.

I can't do this, I don't know how to drive. Damn, shit, fuck.

In the rear view mirror, I saw Mark fighting through Lucas and Chase, running after the car. I started to panic, and with Kyle screaming it made everything way worse.

"GIVE ME MY FUCKING CHILD!" I heard Mark faintly say. I put the key into the ignition, pushing the gas. I skid the tires on the gravel, pushing my way out of there drive way.

I sighed, taking a deep breath after we got off there street, "Where are we going?" Kyle asked.

"My house, if that's okay." I said turning on some music so I could calm him down a bit.

"I hate when daddy is like this." He said sighing. "He drinks way to many drinks and then kaboom! Isabelle hates it too."

"Who is Isabelle?" I asked, keeping my eyes on the road. Just remember the basics....

"It's my grandma, I'm the only person that can see her. Lucas says I have superpowers!" He squealed.

"I would love to meet her." I said smiling.

"She likes you. She says your
strong and you know your limits, especially when you kissed Lucas." He said laughing.

"H-How do you know about that?" I asked as my breathing hitched.

"Grandma's know everything!" He replied as I was pulling into the driveway.

"Okay. We're here." I said turning off the car trying to change the subject. I got out the door, seeing Sam standing on the porch. He looked at me but I looked away, helping Kyle out the car.

"You tired buddy?" I asked picking him up.

He nodded as I closed his door. I walked up the brick sidewalk, avoiding Sam's eye contact. I pushed away from him, opening the front door.

"Oh your finally home Zoe! And who is this little guy?" My mom asked walking toward me. Her floppy bun was moving as she walked toward me.

"My name is Kyle. I'm here because of my Dad." He just said out of the blue.

"Oh, what did your dad do?" She asked shaking his hand.

"He drank too much and scared me." He said yawning and falling onto my shoulder.

"How about I take you to my room so you can take a nap?" I asked bouncing him up and down.

"Sure!" He said as I walked up the stairs. I found my door, twisting the knob and switching on the light.

"This is my room!" I said sitting him on my bed.

"This place is cool! What do you think Issie?" He asked, looking to his right. "She loves it too."

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