Chapter 23

ELLA’S POV I stormed downstairs and found Marilyn and Jack in the living room watching TV when I stood in front of them so they couldn’t see the screen. “Where is it?” I demanded. “Where’s what?” Marilyn asked. Fake innocence plastered across her face. “Where’s my money?” I demanded. “Oh that? Yeah, I needed booze.” Jack said casually. “You spent my savings on alcohol?” I asked. “Well, yeah. It’s not cheap stuff.” He said, trying to look around me to see the TV. I stood there staring at them as they were acting so nonchalantly about spending my savings. The money that I worked my ass off for, just to get the hell out of here and away from them which is what they wanted, and they didn’t even care. I felt myself getting angrier and angrier just looking at them. I wasn’t sure what came over me, but I lunged at Jack while he was still sitting on the couch and I started punching him and kicking him in every place that I could reach. Marilyn was trying to pull me back but she couldn’t get me