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*ABBY’s POV*
I'm getting a bad feeling. I lay on my back while the blanket wrapped around me like a shanghai roll. When the sunlight reached my vision, I looked up at the sun and realized how peaceful it was just being in my room, alone. But why is it that it feels like It shouldn’t be so peaceful.
I couldn’t help but be wary that this maybe the calm before the storm.
The door to my room opens and my mom comes in.
“Honey? How are you feeling?”
I gave a light nod, avoiding eye contact. “I'm fine, it’s just a cold.”
She sat at the edge of my bed but I still couldn’t look at her. It wasn’t because I'm angry. But the thought that I might breakdown if I look at her, scares me more than anything right now. I dare not open the conversation, I was too scared to face the truth.
“I just need to rest more, can you please leave?” I mumbled, my voice almost shaking.