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****Trigger Warning. This chapter contains domestic violence that could be triggering for some readers.**** Lorcan “When do you think your parents will turn up?” I shrug while taking a swig of my bottle of beer laced with Kathien. It’s the only way to get a slight buzz off the stuff. Otherwise, it’s just flavored water. “Fuc.k knows, Josh.” Josh and I are drinking in the back garden. I needed some time away from Gianna after I left her on the bedroom floor. I left her lying in a pool of blood and tears after I battered her beyond recognition. She’ll heal in an hour or so; then, she can shower and go to bed like a good girl. I’m so sick of the bitc.h defying me, and I want nothing more than to ring her fuckin.g neck! One of these days, I will, and there will be no coming back from it;