ISAAC’S POV
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I put the car in park right in front of the pack house , my eyes looking around . There was no one in sight and I sigh , feeling wrecked inside .
It felt like my heart muscles were tugging into all sorts of directions .
I snap , hitting the steering wheel , over and over again . A grint ripping through my throat .
“f**k .” I bellow , my arms giving out as a sob escapes my lips and I let my head fall against the steering wheel .
“f**k , f**k , f**k .” The car door flies open next to me , I lift my head and look at my father as he stares at me with wide eyes . “What is going on ?” He asks confused . I suck in a deep breath , shaking my head . “Nothing .” I mutter out annoyed , turning my body and I step out of the car . My father backs up , confusion written all over his
