Chapter 1- Burning Tears
Disclaimer: I don't own Janet Evanovich's ideas or characters
I walked slowly out of the dining room, hoping that the tension in my shoulders was not visible as I struggled to keep my shoulders relaxed. I felt the tears burn at the back of my eyes, starting to blur my vision and constrict my throat so I couldn't speak if I had tried. As soon as I was out of sight though, I ran up the stairs silently, only letting the bare balls of my feet hit the ground as I sped up the staircase.
As soon as I reached my room, I collapsed on my bed and let my tears that were burning me overflow as a noisy sob twisted out of me. I let another sob rip out of me before I stuffed my face further into my bed and choked back the sobs that wanted to come out of me. I would not allow my family to see me in this state, let them see me less than certain of myself, not in anyway in control. And even more than that, I wouldn't let them see how deep there words could cut.
After attempting to muffle a few more sobs in, I knew I wasn't going to get enough control to remain unnoticed. Not thinking of anything other than getting away, I quickly climbed onto the roof and down to the ground, and I starting sprinting away from the house, not noticing where I went as long as it was away the house that held all my pain.