Elektra stayed in her room all day and for the first time in her life her parents didn't bother her at all. Weirdly enough that was all she wanted at the moment. She wanted to hug her parents so badly. She wanted them to comfort her. But they didn't even call her to come downstairs for dinner. It was a very lonely day for Elektra until her father came into her room.

"Hiya Mandy." He said, as he walked in and sat down on Elektra's bed.

Elektra was still in a very bad mood. She was sad, felt dirty and had an awful headache.

"Um yes..." Bernard said, "well, your mother and I have been talking to this man from social services, Jon his name was. He's a very nice guy. Very nice. Did you know he's into difficult children?"

Elektra knew he said that because her father thought she was a difficult child. Why didn't they understand they were the difficult ones, not Elektra.

"Are you there, Mand?" Bernard asked when Elektra stayed silent.

"Yes." She replied.

"Well..." Bernard put his hand on Elektra's leg and continued. "Your mother and I think it might be a good idea for all of us, for you, for me, for your mother and sister, if you... Only for a while, though. If you go someplace nice where you can come to your senses?"

Even though Elektra's head hurt and it felt as if her heart was bouncing in there she stood up and shouted: "Come to my senses? Are you fucking kidding me?!"

"Mandy... Please don't get me wrong... What I was trying to say..."

Elektra didn't want to listen. She was sure it wasn't even her father's idea. It was her mother's. It was definitely her mother's. She wanted to get rid of her so badly. Even years ago, when Elektra was still an innocent little girl, her mother wouldn't compliment her on anything. Elektra ran out of her bedroom and jumped of the stairs. The door to the living room was open. Marilyn was sitting on the couch, watching TV with Melissa. Elektra tried to control her anger and walked in as if there was nothing wrong.

"Hi mum." She said.

"Hello dearie. Want to join us?" Marilyn said.

Elektra laughed. Marilyn wasn't amused.

"What's so funny?"

"No, no, it's not funny," Elektra said, "it's ironical. You want me to join you, do you? Then why are you sending me away?"

"Oh Mandy... We're not sending you away. We're sending you... It's like boarding school for difficult teens. There's a lot of other girls like you there. I'm sure you'll make tons of friends. We're doing this for you, Mand." Marilyn said, with a smile on her face.

The smile hurt Elektra's eyes. It was as if she was talking to Satan.

"You're doing this for me? I don't want to go. Please mum, give me another chance. I don't even know where you're trying to send me, but please. I beg you, mummy. Please..."

Elektra felt tears coming up. She hated crying, but she was so sad. Her own parents were trying to send her to some place. What was it? A youth detention centre? Or maybe even worse. They didn't want her. Elektra wanted to walk away. She didn't want her mum and Melissa to see her crying. But Melissa saw it coming and walked up to Elektra.

"You don't get it. They want you to be happy. They see you're not fine. And you're trying to get mum and dad's attention by... Well. Being you know what. They're only trying to help you." Melissa said.

Elektra pushed Melissa away and before she left the room she said this: "Okay. If you want me to leave I'll go. I don't need you for that. I know plenty of places I can go to. You know what? I'm leaving right now! For good!"