Eighty Seven

Raven's POV

Going back to school wasn't an option. All day, I stayed in my room, haunted by the recent events that have left their mark on my tired, restless soul.

Wasn't I too young for these compounding problems surrounding me? All the accusations and worries threatened to steal my sanity. If I continued this way, wrinkles and high blood pressure would hit me before I clocked twenty.

Clarissa was in the hospital with Nova when my dad returned, knocking gently on my door.

"Honey, are you okay?" His concerned voice seeped through the door. I responded with silence, staying on my bed.

His knocks grew more insistent. "Raven, come on, talk to me, honey."

His pleading tone and heartfelt apology almost made my heart soften, but I didn't want to see him. My dad was a good man, the best father I could ever ask for, but knowing how impulsive he could get, he'd probably end up screwing things up or make me cry.

"Honey, I'm sorry about yesterday. I know the recent happenings have been ha