---- Book 1 Chapter 27 looking every part the scum they were. One lifted his shirt, and I recognized him as Ethan as he showed off his gun. Music was pounding with the bass way too loud. My sister is in there, and Ethan wouldn't dare do anything at his house. He knows I would call the cops, and thats the last thing he wants them stumbling upon his grow house, I told Cyrus, but he didn't let go. Tll go get her. Are you nuts? They will shoot you, I told him, pulling my hand from his. Wait in the car. I will be back in a sec. 7/7 ---- Book 1 Chapter 28 Book 1 Chapter 28 Chapter 28 The three men watched as I crossed the street, Ethan stepping forward smelling strongly of weed, his shaven head making him look more menacing. Still, these wanna-be gangsters didnt scare me. I had pulled my sister from houses like these many times, surrounded by men like them, thinking they were above the law. Ethan grabbed my waist as I approached, trying to pull me against him. Addie, baby, what are you doing here? he purred. Hands off, Ethan. Where the fuck is my sister? I demanded, shoving him. His eyes darted over my shoulder. Who is that? You bring a fucking nare to my house? he demanded. None of your business. I noticed that Cyrus had gotten out of the car. I waved him off, telling him to get back in the car. He glared at me but did what I asked. The last thing I needed was to explain to Eli 1/6 ---- Book 1 Chapter 28 that his husband got shot because I took him to my sister's dealers house. I pushed past the other two men, walking into the brick house. The wooden front door barely hung on the hinges, like it had been kicked in repeatedly as the frame was also loose. The air was thick with the smell of weed and meth. I clamped my nose as I walked through the house and into the kitchen. Another man was standing in the kitchen with an apron and a mask on, using the stove to cook drugs, I assumed. Pots of weed plants were sitting on the kitchen table under a light. Who are you? the man asked, but I ignored him and kept looking for my sister. I walked into the main bedroom and found her in a singlet and her underwear, passed out on the floor, foam coming from her mouth. Her skin was littered with needle marks and bruises; she also had a whopping black eye, like someone had hit her. Taylor, wake up! I told her, shaking her shoulders. She groaned before coughing, spewing onto the filthy carpet that had cigarette burns on it. I sat her upright before looking for some pants and tugging them up her skinny legs. We were identical twins, but looking at her now, we looked nothing alike. Her skin was 2/6 ---- Book 1 Chapter 28 covered in sores, and she was so pale she looked deathly ill. She was all skin and bone and had lost well and truly over half her weight. I pulled her up, making her stand. She leaned her weight on me heavily as I pulled her pants up. I wrapped her arm around my shoulders, shaking her, and she mumbled, looking up. Ada? she asked, her head falling forward. Yes, Taylor. You need to help me. I need you to walk, I told her as we shuffled out of the house. I dropped her on the steps, her weight too much, before picking her up. Ethan tried grabbing her from me. I stopped, pointing my finger at him. You have done enough. She isnt going with you, Adeline. She will just run back to me, he said, trying to take her again, but I shoved him. Fuck off, Ethan, or I will have the police here in a matter of minutes. Do you want them to find your meth lab out the back? I asked, pulling my now limp sister against me. He put up his hands in surrender, backing away. I dragged my sister to the end of the driveway. Cyrus jumped out of the car. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!