Chapter Sixteen

Kyle's P.O.V

The minute Jon parks the car in front of the house, Marcy scrambles out of the car and dashes into the house.

"Anne!" I yell after her but she is already gone.

Fuck. 

Jon climbs out of the car and hands me the keys.

"Thanks a lot, Jon. I really appreciate it." I say and he nods.

"Of course, Mr. Robinson. See you tomorrow." He says and leaves.

The house is awfully quiet when I walk in, but not completely. Her faint sobbing from upstairs is almost crystal clear to me and I'm nearly used to the guilt I feel every time I hear or see her cry.

Maybe I shouldn't have let her leave.

Maybe should have taken her advice and locked her up in a basement.

Anything that could have stopped her from going out with him.

But I didn't want her to think I was still trying to