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Those days was when I was still trying to process Daniel's death, how could he die after all he's done to us. He took the easy way out, avoiding the consequences, the conversations which were needed. Sometimes I wish I could take the easy way out, avoid the hurt, the feelings just like he did.

I wanted to leave, here, I wanted to leave, but as I heard the rain trickle, and my phone which was now dead. I was lost of places to run too. I just wanted to lie down, I just wanted to be alone.

"And what you watched me? You got off on me crying? You're sick", I wanted him to feel the disgust in my stomach the disgust he had caused.

"I didn't mean it like that", he tried saying as I made my way up the stairs and he followed.

"Sure you didn't", I shouted which made him stay in his spot as I walked up the stairs.

"I'm going to sleep", I said, and I could see him from the corner of my eye go back downstairs.

The master bedroom was large, larger than I had ever seen