Chapter 71

Anna

I lay over the toilet and continue to dry heave. This is the worst punishment I have ever received.

"What have I told you Annabelle? I have warned you over and over again, to come home right after school." Father yells from the other room.

I can hear Jed attempting to calm him down but it's no use. Father's anger has triumphed over everything. I heave once more and lay my head on the cool toilet bowl, hoping my stomach will stop attempting to get rid of the rest of my dinner.

"Darling. Why do such a foolish thing." Mother asks from beside me. I can feel her hand pull my hair, the hair that hasn't been ripped out of my scalp, up and past my face so that she can survey the damage.