Heart Stopping

Chapter 10

"You're kidding, right? Seriously, tell me you're kidding!" I was trying to hold back tears of frustration and disappointment at this point.

I had come home yesterday to Carson and my little sister ignoring me. I wasn't bother much by that, because I knew I deserved it. Kenzie was still really young, and needed extra attention, which I seemed to be stealing from her. I had worried the hell out of Carson, so I expected him to be angry with me as well. However, I wasn't expecting for my mom to stay quiet on the whole subject.

When we arrived home from the hospital, she told me to 'just wait until my father gets home.' I didn't expect her to just drop the overprotectiveness she seemed to always have, but she did. So, yesterday I had a very quiet and peaceful afternoon. I hadn't gone to school since I ran. My mother didn't wake me up, and turned off my alarm. It was obvious she didn't want me leaving the house.

Now, it's six at night. My whole entire family, all five of us including my dad, was sitting at the table eating dinner. Dad had arrived home and hour ago. After briefly saying hi to all of us, he went and showered. We hadn't discussed my punishment, but the second we started digging into dinner Kenzie brought it up. Pay back is bitch when a little seven year old dishes it.

"I'm one hundred percent serious, Evelyn. I'm calling your school tomorrow to have you withdrawn." My dad sighed, as he picked up his garlic bread. We're having Italian tonight. My dad always wants Italian when he comes home.

"This is anarchy! You're ruining me life!" I resisted the urge to throw some spaghetti at him.

"Maybe if you weren't such an idiot all the time, Eve, then this wouldn't be happening, and it's not like you had a life in the first place." Carson snorted. He was still pissed.

"Please, I have a better life than you do." I snorted back at him.

"Yeah, calling the hospital 'home' for a year and probably more because you're so pig headed is the best life. I envy you." Carson sighed sarcastically.

"It's better than hopping bed to bed, because you only think with the head between your legs."

"Evelyn, Carson enough!" My mother chastised. I held back a laugh when I saw her hands over Kenzie's ears. Of course, Kenzie was pouting up at her with her arms crossed.

"He started it!" I pointed childishly at Carson.

"Evelyn, listen to your mother." My dad sent me a warning glare.

"Back to the main point here, I'm not dropping out."

"You're right. You're not dropping out of school; you're just transferring to online schooling. It's obvious that you need better discipline and better role models in your place of academics." My mother said.

"You can't just do this to me! I've made one mistake, one! I'm learning on my own. It won't happen again, I promise!" I was back to shouting.

"This mistake is unforgivable. Anything could have happened. You need to learn responsibility and mature some before I allow you to go into public schooling. " My dad stated after he ate some salad.

"You're treating me like a child, even Kenzie - who isn't mature at all - can go to public school." I clenched my hand around my fork. I'm tempted to throw a meatball too.

"Shut up!" Kenzie squealed from her seat.

"Watch your language, Kenzie. Do I need to put you in the time out corner after I wash your mouth out with soap?" My mother chastised.

"No." She grumbled.

"Evelyn, we'll finish discussing this after dinner." My dad chimed in, bringing the subject back onto me.

"No, we'll finish this now. In fact, I'll finish it for us all. Fine Evelyn, you can stay in school as long as you keep your grades up and promise to never make a mistake of such magnitude again." I lowered my voice to imitate my dad's at the end.

"Yeah, right. Props on the dad voice, it sounded so realistic." Carson snorted and laughed. I rolled my eyes at him.

"You're going into home schooling. That's final." My mother glared.

"God, you're smothering me! I'm alive and healthy. Let me live my life!" I screamed. I was done letting this go on. I'm a seventeen-year-old girl. I need to get out there and start experiencing life before college. I'm not living in this house forever.

"We are letting you live your life, but within the safety of this house." My mother sighed.

"You're both being ridiculous! I go off to college in two years. What are you going to do then?"

"Online schooling." Carson supplied.

"Shut up, douche." I glared my meanest glare at Carson.

"We'll let you go off to college, since we can't legally stop you. However, you don't need to go to public school to go to college." My dad answered.

"That's like pouring a bucket of gazelle blood on me and then placing me in a cage with lions!" My face paled. I needed to leave this house, or I'd go stir crazy. I needed to make friends. I needed to go to school with Owen. I needed Owen.

"You're being overdramatic." Mom shook her head at me.

"No, that's you! God, you weren't like this before I got sick, and if you didn't know, I have a new ticker. It's not going to break down on me like the other one. Stop worrying so much. I can barely breath." I sighed.

"We've made out decision, so drop it, Evelyn." Dad mumbled as he ate fork full after fork full of spaghetti.

I let out a inhuman like screech before throwing my paper plate of spaghetti at the wall. I realize that that was overdramatic and uncalled for, but I was beyond frustrated. I was being treated like I couldn't take care of myself. I stormed up the stairs to my room, stomping as hard as I could.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" My dad bellowed when I was half way up the stairs.

"To go smother myself with my pillow! It'll be a hell of a lot faster than the smothering you all keep doing." I yelled back.

"Come back down here and clean up this mess right now!" My dad yelled back just as loudly.

I ignored him and slammed my door in response. I'm tired of being held prisoner by my own parents. I want to go out and experience life, starting with public school. If they thought running away was immature, I'd show them the real thing.

I hope y'all liked this chapter! How many of y'all think Evelyn won't be going back to school? How will she establish a relationship with Owen if her parents keep her locked in her room? Fear is a big motivator.

Oh and in case y'all didnt notice, Im obsessed with spaghetti and Italian food. That's why both dinners I've written about involve spaghetti. That's literally what I eat for dinner at least twice a week :)