Black and White and Streaks of Color

Chapter Four: Pacifica's P.O.V. Punishment

  Slap.
  It hurts so badly but I don't dare to say a word. It's not like this hadn't happened before. I've been slapped many times by my mom. But this one is hard.
  "Pacifica! How dare you disobey us!" my dad yells."Our child should never leave the house without us! Are you out of your mind?!"
  I catch my breath. Even if I say sorry, try won't listen. I don't want to say sorry, either. I wouldn't mean it if I say it.
  "You are to go to your room and stay in your room until dinner!" my mom demands.
  "But what about lunch?" I ask. It's only 11:00am.
  "No but's!" my mom scolds.
We pull up in front of the Northwest Mansion and I stomp in and rush to my room. I sit on my bed and cry. Just cry. About everything.
Why do my parents have to be this way? It's like I'm not good enough for them. I'm trying... but I just can't. Now I'm trapped in my room. I could always try my window, but I'm not even in the mood to break the rules again. The punishment will be even worse.
Then the guilt washes over me like an ocean wave. I left Mabel all alone in the field by the road. She's probably confused, and hurt. If I see I'll have to apologize. If I ever get out of this stupid room!
She was really nice. I should've answered her question about why everyone was staring at us, too - it's because I've always been so mean to everyone that it's a rare sight to see me actually converse with someone. And no one has ever seen me out alone. I'm always with my parents. I've always wondered why.
  Maybe I'll find out.
  One day.
I just hope I can see her again.
  One day.