Moments later, the front door slammed, and the screaming grew louder, following by heavy footsteps on the stairs. “Let’s just go on the holiday and we can talk about it when we get back,” I heard Mark say. “Are you completely mental?” That was Caoimhe. “I’m not going anywhere with you, you fucking pedophile!”
I actually fucking hate her. Why wouldnt you call the fucking COPPPSSS
