Chapter SEVENTY-ONE

Hardin’S POV When I’m done saying all that I have say to say, I leave the bedroom for the dining where I meet mum eating. “How did it… Oh my poor boy, you’ve been crying” She says as she rises up to her seat and takes me into her arms. “It’s more serious than I thought mum, way more serious” “Everything is going to be alright son, trust me. Just keep pushing” She encourages and I disengage myself from the hug and nod my head. “Yes mum, everything is going to be alright” Suddenly I hear footsteps barging into the living room and when I get there, I see Miguel holding both Kylie and Melissa(my younger cousin) by ears. “What’s going on?” “They were fighting during practice. Again!” Miguel reports and I turn to face the two girls who really do look like they were fighting, scattered hair, a few bites and scratches in each other’s bodies. “What is wrong with the two you” I ask angrily. “She started it!” Kylie reports “No she started it!” Melissa contradicts. This is not the first time the