Chapter 13 With you dead, I couldn’t have all this fun

Sarah just stood in her room and looked at the milk and the cereal she took from the kitchen and after seeing ther so-called family now her appetite began to fade.

“I am sick of this!” She whispered and put the food on her desk and closing her eyes she thought again at her mother's last words “I finally am free” and she was so envious of her but she can’t focus on anything else because her door opens and she turns around just to see Mark in the door.

“So the bastard daughter is alive,” he said, laughing in her face.

Sarah just looked at him,

“I think that he is bipolar, Gal” she said in her mind. “He is smiling at us just to destroy us in the next second. He says “I am sorry” just to wear me down and trample on me. I think he is sick.”

“He was just smiling at us in the kitchen” Gal said annoyed and now he calls us bastards?”

“Are you mute?” Mark asked her but she just watches him, not knowing what he is looking for.

He takes a few steps in her room and looking around sees the food she