Axel
Gage: We're leaving New York…Can you pick us up from the airport?
Me:Gage? It's the middle of the night… you weren't supposed to come back until tomorrow night. What happened?
Gage: It's bad….
My heart sank. How bad? What happened? What was bad enough to make them need to come home early.
Me: I can pick y’all up but why not just ride back with your dad? His car is already there.
Gage: I left that asshole there and I hope he aint breathing either.
My brows scrunched together in confusion. What the hell had happened in the 3 days that they were there? And why the hell was gage hoping his dad was dead?
Gage: Look, I don't have a lot of time to explain. The plane is taking off soon. Mom, well…don't freak out okay?
Me: Gage, generally when you tell someone not to freak out it'
