CAMILLA

CAMILLA

My father drove us straight to the house and I did not argue nor say anything when we arrived and my mother enveloped me in a hug.

“Oh baby” She crooned.

“I am okay” I reassured her

“Come on in”

I inhaled the familiar scent of home, my muscles relaxing.

“I am going to bed” I announced.

Their words fell over themselves as they agreed immediately to my request.

My eyes closed as soon as I fell on the bed. I did not want to think of anything, I did not want to begin to analyze the anger in my heart directed at one person in particular.

When I finally opened my eyes, it was noon.

I made my way downstairs and was met with the searching eyes of both my parents.

“Are you okay, baby?” My mother asked.

I took a seat beside them.

“I am not some fragile child you have to be worried about always, mother” I said.

“You are my child and I have every reason to be worried about you” she countered.

“I am going to be fine” I told her.

My father said nothing but I turned to him anyways.

“I have d