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We looked the same.
And from today on out, I would smell like her as well.
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“It was supposed to teach her a lesson, son,” Dad argued, shaking his head in disappointment. “Next time you just leave her be.”
I stood at the top of the stairs and listened to their conversation in the living room. I could only see Dad’s face, but Sly’s tense back told me enough about how he was feeling.
“Walking all the way to town and back in the pouring rain just to get cheese is not teaching her a lesson. If anything, it teaches her that walking in the rain gets her wet and hiking along a road with no sidewalk could get her hurt. Or worse, killed.”
I was surprised by his words defending me, but I was more surprised by Dad’s laugh. “Since when do you care?”
Sly didn’t reply, but I wasn’t mad at him. He had defended me already, and he had acted differently around me today. But I was mad at Dad.
I had never been this angry at him.
“Next time, don’t do shit like that when I’m trying to teach her a lesson. Go to your room. I have things to do, and tonight, we’ll have another group of patients over. I want you there with me this time.”
I went to my room, not wanting to listen to their conversation any longer. Even if Sly had my back, he would stop caring about me as quickly as he started to.
I couldn’t trust anyone in this house. And the worst part of it all was that I couldn’t trust myself either.
I’ve had Mom on my radar for years, wanting to do things to her that would cause outrage, but Dad just moved up to that first spot.
I needed to calm down.
I locked myself in my bathroom and filled the tub with hot water, and once I got in, I sunk into it, letting the water surround me until my lungs begged for air.
Chapter 14
CAIA
I skipped dinner tonight.
I hadn’t been hungry, and I was still angry at Dad.
I got out of my room, and I headed downstairs to hopefully find something to eat. There was a fifty-fifty chance that Mom had put leftovers for me in the fridge, and I was surprised—and pleased—when I found a plate with food in the fridge.
I took it out and pulled the plastic wrap off, then I placed the plate into the microwave, and heated up my food for a minute.
The potatoes with the melted cheese smelled delicious, and the steak was perfectly cooked. I sat down at the table and ate my food in the moonlit dining room.
It was past midnight, and it seemed that Dad’s patients had already left. The house had been silent for a while, but I knew I wasn’t the only one still awake.
I took my time eating my dinner, and once I was done, I put the plate into the dishwasher. Opening the fridge back up, I found freshly made lemonade in a pitcher. I poured myself a glass, and as I drank it, I heard Dad’s voice coming from downstairs. He was still in the library.
I didn’t know who he was talking to. Probably to himself, though. Or he was making a phone call. But there were no other people down there.
Sly was in his room. I knew that because his door was closed, and he never closed his door unless he was in there.
Mom and Wavel were asleep too.
I listened to Dad’s mumbled voice as I spaced out, staring at the lemonade.
Thoughts that I shouldn’t have had crossed my mind, but the way Dad treated me earlier made me have those intrusive thoughts.
Pee in it.
