The end of the world

Chapter Seventeen

🏹Finding Another🏹

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"How dare you say that my behavior's unacceptable

So condescending, unnecessarily critical

I have a tendency of getting very physical

So watch your step 'cause if I do you'll need a miracle"-Letdown

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Another mouth down. A month of pure hell on my part. Im trying to look past everything they did to me because Meranda helped both Cora and Danielle. Cora is still having breathing issues but shes working through it. Meranda being an ex nurse just like Danielle cleaned and bandaged Danielles wounds because the latter couldn't think properly because of her burn which turned out to be part 2nd and 3rd degree.

I have really been trying. After everything they did to me they haven't uttered one apology. We've talked but at most i try to avoid them. I've spent all my time with Miguel and Cora. Checking in on Danielle here and there. I decided to give Gianna a sliver of my trust because without her Lilley would have gotten burned also. That poor girl has already gone through enough.

Right now im eating breakfast with Miguel standing beside me. Im eating dry cereal. I haven't had cereal in so long it tastes so surreal. "How'd you sleep?" Miguel questions. Since there are a few rooms in this cabin i got my old room. Lilley is sharing with Hope so is Gianna. Dickson got booted to the couch making Danielle and Cora share his room. Miguel of course shares my room with me.

I was about to answer but Jenna just waltz into the kitchen making my jaw screw shut. I grind my teeth when she smiles at me in acknowledgement. Miguel mutters a good morning to the blonde. I send him a glare. He shrugs at me helplessly. I withhold a sigh.

"Good morning Bella." I resist the urge to flinch. Since being in this house my nightmares have been coming back to me ten times worse then they usually do. I haven't had nightmares this bad since the first month I left.

"It's Bel." I mutter quietly. All she does is smile. I used to think that smile was so beautiful, but now all i think about when i see those pearly whites is how that's the devil. After Danielle is all healed up we're leaving right away.

"Okay," Jenna nods. "Bel."

I shuck in a breath trying my best to withhold my negative emotions. "Do you want something more substantial to eat?" Jenna asks. I glance at Miguel, silently asking his opinion. He shrugs giving me a stern look telling me to talk to my mother.

I suddenly glare at him before facing my mom with the best fake smile i could muster. "That would be great." I tell her. She smiles at me. My smile slowly becomes smaller.

Before my mom could comment on the sudden deflate of my fake smile Miguel decides to ease the tension with small talk.

"What were you doing before everything?" He asks. Jenna looks away from me and towards the one that i call my husband. I swear to god everyday he gets stupider and stupider. Before i could call him out on his idiocy my mother started talking.

"Well i use to volunteer down at the church all the time. All those people down there in need of help, helped weigh a terrible sin on my soul." My moms accented voice reaches my ears. It took everything in me not to screech.

"Sin?" Miguel questions with furrowed eyebrows.

"Oh yes. My soul could not rest until my conscience was at ease." That causes Miguel to frown.

"What did you do?" Was my mother going to admit how horribly she treated me growing up? My hopes start to climb the overbearing mountain in my mind. Maybe just maybe shes going to apologize.