She wanted to run. But she couldn't. She couldn't do anything and that made her feel even more trapped. She looked down and away from the loud hateful voice. Away from her mother who stood diagonally behind her.
"What do you do? What are you doing with your life? Do you have a job? Are you doing your homework?" Her mother yelled, lifted her chin.
Megan felt weakness spread throughout her body as the yelling anger was tossed out to her ears. Her hands covered them to try to block the words that were starting to pain. Tears trickled unnoticed down her soft cheesk that were smiling just seconds before.
"Listen to me!" She felt a sting in her arms when her mothers hand slapped her arm away so her hand couldn't cover her ear. "Why are you crying? I haven't done anthing to you." Her voice carried distaste and carelessness.
Megan's sobs wracked her shoulder's as she cried against the angry words. Her eyes closed tightly, wishing she didn't have to cry, wishing she could handle the situation.
"I asked you a question. Answer me." The bitter words were said through clenched teeth.
She wouldn't answer. There was nothing to say that would make this better.
"Why don't you just go live with your dad."
Intense silence hun in the air. Megan was in a world of tears. The last thing she heard was the slam of her bedroom door, before the pain of a broken heart made her ears deaf.
Maybe she would.