Chapter 7: Horrible Suspicion

hey y'all! i know its been forever but ive been extremely busy with my softball games and my little brothers' games. i will be updating Kiss Goodnight very soon i promise. just not this weekend. im not gonna be anywhere near a computer the whole weekend . lol hope y'all like it!(:


I practically run down to my room. I can feel another panic attack coming on, and I don't know why. It just is.

I get into my room and close the door quietly so no one hears. I go over to my bed and fall back.

I clutch my favorite little blanket my aunt made for me to my chest as I start shaking. The shaking gets worse, worse than its ever been. I'm surprised I actually made it to my room before the panic attack started.

Why does my life have to be so crazy? First Cheyenne gets pregnant at 17 and soon to be married, and then Dad is leaving Mom for his hygienist/mistress, also with child. I can't take this anymore. I need my escape. I reach under my pillow and grab my knife.

In Cheyenne's room; Reba's POV

I look around the room. I don't see Kyra. 'Oh no Kyra!' I think and run out of the room and down the hall. I run to Kyra's room at the end of the hallway and throw open the door.

As soon as the door flies open, I see Kyra turn around and something fall to the floor. She stands up quickly and holds her arm behind her back.

"Kyra, what were you doin?" I ask my youngest daughter.

"Me? Uh, nothin Mom." I look at her skeptically.

"Sweetie, what were you doin? If it was nothin, then you wouldn't mind tellin me."

"Alright. I was just cuttin some paper, is all." She says back in response.(I know its kind of a lame excuse but that's what I thought of first. Lol)

"Oh. Alright. Kyra let me see your arm." I say and walk towards her.

"NO! I mean why? There's nothin wrong. I already told you what I was doin. Why do you need to see my arm?" She says forcefully and backs up a little. The backs of her knees hit the edge of the bed and she falls back.

She brings her arms out to catch herself and that's when I see red.

"Kyra, Honey, what happened to your arm?" I ask her and step foreward. I hear a crunch under my foot.

I move my foot back a step and look down. When my eyes reach the ground, I see a pocketknife.

"Kyra, what's this?" She looks up and quickly moves her arm behind her back again. She just looks down at her feet.

I pick it up and hold it in my hand. I discover that there is red on the tip of the knife as well.

That's when all the pieces of the puzzle started to fit together. Why Kyra was being so secretive lately, and why she has been wearing long sleeves a lot for the past couple weeks.

I walk over to the bed and kneel down in front of my daughter. "Sweetie let me see your arm." I say and look at her.

She looks back at me and slowly pulls her arm out from behind her back, her opposite hand still over it. I hesitantly reach over to take her hand away, afraid of what I might find.

As I lift her hand to reveal the underside of her arm, I find that my horrible suspicion was true. Kyra had been cutting herself.

"Oh Honey!" I reach my hand up to caress her face. She looks at me with tears in her eyes.

"Mama I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She kept repeating.

"I'll be right back. I'm just gonna go get the first kit, alright? I'll be right back." I say and walk out of the room.

I run down the hall to the closet. As soon as I grab the little white box, I sprint back to my baby's room, container in hand. I kneel down in front of her again and begin to clean her arm up.

I gotta help my Babygirl.

so what do y'all think? i know, not much of a cliffhanger lol. what do y'all think will happen after this? how will Reba react to finding out Kyra's secret? review please!(: