"Kitchen, now." Brandon growled.
I rushed inside, not sparing Drew a second glance to see if he followed or not. I went straight to the kitchen with Brandon following closely behind.
"Where were you!"
"At the m-movies. I lost track of time."
"Don't let this happen again. " Brandon said.
"So what? I can't leave the house? You can't treat me like this!"
What happened next was engraved in my mind. The sound of a slap echoed through the empty kitchen. Tears sprang to my eyes.
"Don't push me! Adam isn't here to protect you. Don't think for a second that I won't hurt you if you mouth up to me. "
He grabbed my hair and gave it a hard tug to prove his point. "Understand me?"
I nodded stifly.
"Now, make dinner. And make sure to keep that mark covered up; Drew's staying for dinner. " he went to walk away but stopped and continued. "If you think of telling Adam, I'll make you regret it. I'm serious, Lia. "
He left after that.
I wiped away my tears and went to work.