"I don't know what you want from me!"
"I need your support."
"I give it all. Look after my siblings, cook and clean."
"You disrespected him. All he wants is an apology."
"I won't! He hits you, he humilliates you, he even try to..."
"He didn't mean to!"
This is not how I want to live. He only uses her, takes, takes, takes from her.
I know dad left us, I know you got injured at work and are tired. But mom the problem is you continue to make excuses. You promise and nothing changes.
"Why can't we not have one day of peace?"
Izzie decides not to answer, it is not worth it. Instead she goes to her run, grabs some clothes and puts it inside her backpack. Tonight for the sixth day in a row she will go to her grandmother's house.
