"I'm sorry," I say quickly, feeling a lump forming in my throat.

"Where did you go?" he growls, crossing his arms across his chest.

"To visit mom," I reply, avoiding his gaze.

Without another word, he starts to walk away. As soon as he gets out of my sight, I begin to run as fast as I can towards my bedroom.

Once I enter, I shut the door behind me and lean against it. My knees start to buckle as I slide down the door until I sit on the carpet. Tears threaten to fall down my face, but I refuse to cry.

I know that he doesn't mean it....