Chapter 59

Once dinner is served, at the dining table everyone is laughing at Mr. Johnson's jokes except me. I want to smash my plate in his face to make him shut up. He's annoying, just like his wife and daughter. 

Right now I am seated next to Sabrina, eyeing my plate of mashed potatoes and chicken. I've been playing around with the fork instead of eating and Sabrina has been looking at me underneath low lashes. 

Under the table, her foot entwines with mine and I feel like throwing up. Without warning I slam my fists on the table and stand up, infuriated. 

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I look at Sabrina, "All of you... Look at you, sitting here as if nothing ever happened. Trying to force things when it's clear nothing will ever be straightened out!" Everyone stares at me, "I'm done!" I take out my phone from my pocket and before I can type anything to Kyrah, my mother slams the device off my hand and it lands on the floor noisily. 

"What