BookRix

Joey sat in his room hearing his mother and father fighting once more. The pounds on the wall felt like they were to his gut instead of at his parents. They always fought. It just got worse since his brother died. Joey was worse off now. He felt unloved and useless. Aron had always old him that grils are not like mom they are more like a rose. He said they love strong men ones who never cried. SO Joey knew this was only gunna make him stronger. just then she came through his window her hair was like fire and her eyes like the ocean.
"you ready to get out of this hell now Joey?" She said with a voice like music.