Chapter 20: Love

I felt another piece of my heart shatter when I ran into my father's arms, crying. I didn't have to tell him what was going on for him to know. He knew already, I felt that he did. He kissed the top of my forehead and rubbed my shoulders in a comfort move. "Chayse, you can go to your room. Everything is still there," he whispers, releasing me. I go inside with my suitcases and up the stairs taking in the smell of paint that consumed my nose. Jonas probably painted the hallway past my room. 

I turned into my room and there it was, untouched, and mine again. I dropped my things next to my nightstand and sat on my bed, covering myself with a soft blanket. I frowned, looking at my jeans and changing into leggings and a long shirt, throwing my hair up in a messy bun and not bothering ……