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Chapter 32

Ransom

Foul doesn't even begin to describe the mood I'm in. I've been home for five days, and while I'm happy to be here, thankful to be living my life, I'm sick to death of my house being a fucking revolving door of people.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Stelle asks me as she sits on the opposite side of the couch from me.

Rambo sits in between us, and I can tell just by looking at him, he feels the same way I do. Like, Dad what the fuck have you done to me?

"Fine." I bare my teeth in what I hope is a smile.

She giggles loudly. "You're not fine. Do you have cabin fever?"

I sigh loudly. "I don't know, I just can't stand everybody being here all the time, looking at me with pity in their eyes, acting like I'll break at some point. Honestly the experience hasn't fucked me up. It pissed me off, but I knew what I was getting into when I made that dude run. I was prepared for it."

"You know that everyone has to go speak to the shrink. It's procedure." Stella reaches over, takin
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