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"Don't you dare touch me," I said, hoping to keep up this surge of bravery. I pointed the lamp at him but he only laughed which was rightly justified.
"You think a lamp will save you?"
"I'm not warning you again."
He w...
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Song: Addicted by Kelly Clarkson
It's like you're a drug. It's like you're a demon I can't face down. It's like I'm stuck. It's like I'm running from you all the time. And I know I let you have all the power. It's like the only company I seek is misery all around...
That name. Jennifer. It seems as if I've heard it before ... A long time ago.
"So the reason...," I spoke, purposely choosing my words carefully. "Why Henry doesn't speak of her ... Is because of how she died, right?"
She stared at me blankly, before looking away, her lips pressed together as if to suppress a response. I didn't want to be so nosy but Nana was my only hope.
"Yes, he doesn't mention Pen because her death hurt him so much. It tortured him. I think he has been trying to move on by repressing those memories...and so talking about her, brings back them back, the good and the bad," she spoke with a heavy sadness in her voice. "That's why he doesn't talk about her."
I placed my hands into her callous, yet soft hands, unsure of how to respond with comforting words. She was so happy earlier and now I've destroyed the mood. I decided not to question her anymore. It must have been hard for her, just as much as it was for Henry.
"Thank you, Nana," I said with an apologetic smile. She only nodded as a response before patting her hand over mine.
Deep down inside, an eerie feeling resonated within, but I suppressed to acknowledge it. My conscience didn't want to admit it. Being the coward I was, it would be too much to swallow.
Plus, I didn't even know if what my gut was telling me was true. I needed to do more research about the situation, regardless of what I would find out.
There was nothing I could do until Henry returned. Waiting for him felt like the time on a bomb just waiting to detonate, excruciating and inevitable.
Ever since the day Nana revealed that name to me, I could barely sleep a wink. I tried not too think too much into it and convinced myself it couldn't be true. But the more I thought about it, I knew the answer was in front of me. All I had to do was face it.
My sister and her family had moved out of Chicago to Georgia where Rick's parents lived. That was what Rick had decided. They packed all of their things and left just like that. They didn't even need my help to move.
Georgia was far. But I convinced myself that the move was a good thing. They needed all the help they could get. While Eve and Rick looked for jobs, Rick's parents could help watch the kids and spend some quality time with them. Alexis and Eason rarely got to see their grandparents.
Besides my sister moving away, I hadn't received a single call from any of the jobs I applied for. Though I wasn't surprised, there was nothing I could do with my qualifications. It was hopeless. I was hopeless.
