Addison’s POV
“He is never going to let me out again, is he?” I asked my mom as she was cleaning my cuts.
“Of course, he is,” she said as she wetted the cotton. “This might sting a bit.”
She put it to a big cut on my upper arm that I hadn’t even noticed before this moment.
“The doctor will be here any second along with some of your dads’ men,” she mumbled deeply concentrated.
“Why?”
“We need to get your head checked out,” she explained. “You have a pretty nasty bump on your head.”
“Mom, I am fine,” I argued. “I don’t need stitches or checkups or whatever. All I need is to find out who is behind this and make sure it won’t happen again.”
“I know you’re worried Addison, but you need to calm down,” she tried to reason.
“I’m not worried mom! He threatened Gabby. He told me that he
