Taylor tried tracking down dad's phone, but dad was no stupid man. He had switched off his phone and left it at home. He clearly didn't want to be found… but that wasn't any problem for Taylor. He checked the garage to see which car, my father could have taken, and from that he concluded that he went with the Audi. He knew the security code to dad's GPS, as his bodyguard, he was trusted with any code around the house, and with one call to Sawyer, he soon had the address to where my father was last, or at least where his car was.

Without wasting any time, he went straight to his SUV, and it was long till he was on the road. Taylor always had impeccable driving… and that day, it wasn't any less. He took the highway, speeding all through the drive… until finally he arrived… and there he saw… dad's car…

Back at home, Flynn managed to make Ana view her priorities. His words kept repeating in her mind… over and over again…

'If you leave now… there would be no way, to turn this thing around'

My mother is a loyal loving trustworthy woman, and no matter what dad did, she always loved him and believed in him… and today was no less. She went down in the kitchen, after having dried up her tears, and decided to try and call Christian, but it was to no avail as the phrase 'The person you are trying to reach is unavailable right now… please try again later.' kept replaying.

She finally decided to let it go, and went to Gail… at least the two women could talk…

I on the other hand, had been coming and going from consciousness. Sleep seemed to be getting harder… As I saw that I was alone, I retrieved my journal from underneath the bed, along with the blooded tissue. I quickly hid it in one of the drawers, so that when I go to school, I could dispose it off there… without having anyone going through my trash and suspecting anything.

… I don't know what to write anymore Bert… I'm sorry… I just don't know what to say.

I wrote down… I truly didn't have any more feelings… I was too lost… I felt too alone… I didn't know what to do.

For now I'll be using this as my food diary… Exercise plan… and maybe when I have something to tell you… I'll write again.

Consumption:

Food Cals

Breakfast Nothing 0

Lunch Water 0

I did good for now… I hope I manage to pull through dinner… I have to do this… if anything I'll take few bites… just to get everyone off my back for a while… there is always purging…

Taylor walked up to dad's car, hoping to at least find him there. But it was to no luck. As he was missing from there as well. He looked around, and all he saw were some groceries, flower shop, a church and a pub. He knew how my father dealt with things, and made his way to the pub.

As he opened the door and went in… he noticed dad immediately… There he was, on one of those high stools, drinking.

'… give me a double.' He ordered, as he took out some cash, threw it on the counter. 'The same.'

Taylor couldn't believe the state he was in. Last time he saw him like this were 25 years ago… when my mother left him temporarily. Taylor clearly knew what this meant. A self-destructive Christian. He moved towards him, and little did Christian notice him.

'Mr Grey, we have to go.' Taylor ordered as he arrived beside him.

'You're not my mother…' Dad replied with hate in his voice, as he turned and faced Taylor. '…oh… it's you.' He continued as he drowned what seemed his 6th double shot.

'Come on Mr Grey.' Taylor said again as he helped Christian up. Dad held on tight… he was in no state to be walking, let alone driving. He was too drunk. Dad didn't put up a fight, but let Taylor drag him out. By time he learned that he should never defy the former ex-marine.

As Taylor helped him into the SUV, Christian broke down.

'She's leaving…' He started. 'I hit her… how could I do that to my wife?'

'Christian…' Taylor answered back… '… she loves you… she will always remain there.' He tried convincing the broken man in the back seat.

'Not this time… not this time…'

I heard my mother calling me from downstairs, and decided to obey without hesitation. I quickly hid my journal under the false base of the drawer, and made sure that nothing could bring suspicion. After I made sure that I disposed of the muffin that Gail had brought me and hid it in my school bag, I made my way to the door.

Before I went out, I made sure that everything was in order, and there was nothing that could bring suspicion. Little did I know that outside Ryan was there, as I turned around making one pace, I crashed right into his back…

He immediately turned around while I moved back into alert mode, until I recognised him…

'What… what you doing here Ryan?' I asked questioningly.

'Taylor asked me to follow you 24/7…'

'There's no need Ryan, I'm going downstairs.' I replied as I closed the door.

'Taylor told me not leave you out of sight.'

'I'll talk to Taylor… you can rest assured… if anything he works for dad.' I replied as I made my way downstairs. 'I'm going to the kitchen… just to let you know…'

'What took you so long sweetheart?' My mother asked.

'I… I was talking to Ryan.' I replied as he entered the kitchen behind me.

'You can go Ryan.' My mother dismissed him, while she took a seat out, and set the dishes on the table. 'Sit down Sera.' She continued as she served some pasta salad.

'Where's dad?' I asked softly while she sat down beside me.

'He went out… he'll soon be back… don't worry.' She said as the done the sign of the cross and started digging in her lunch.

'He hates me doesn't he?' I replied as I took my fork and started playing with my food.

'He doesn't hate you.' She replied softly. 'You just have to give him some time… what you did… you defied him Sera… and you know how he is when people go against his orders…'

'Mum, he doesn't even want to look at me…'

'He needs some time.' She said again as she removed a lock of hair from my eyes.

'I'm sorry.' I said in an undertone.

'I know you are…' My mother replied as she took another bite. '…but what you did is way beyond. Your father and I are angry with you… you need to give us time… you need to give your father time… he'll come around…'

'Are you getting a divorce?'

'No… we thought about it… but we love each other…'

'So you're not leaving?'

'No… your father needs me… more than ever now.' She continued as she helped herself for seconds, when she noticed that I still hadn't touched a thing. 'You haven't had anything as yet…'

'I'm not hungry.' I replied as I put the fork down… in reality I was starving… but I couldn't bring the food to my mouth… I felt like sinning if did so… I didn't want to lose control and binge… I just couldn't do it… 'May I be excused please?' I asked.

She was in conflict whether to let me go or not. If dad was there, he wouldn't have let me go, without eating… but she wasn't controlling as he was… she wasn't so commanding as he was… Finally she gave in. 'Yeah sure…'

'Can I go for a walk please?' I asked her gently… not wanting to make her sadder.

'Yeah… sure… keep your phone on you at all times.' She ordered. 'Don't be long…'