I stand frozen on my spot when Madeline just screamed to someone she is with. My hands began to tremble and my lips started to quiver and even my eyelids began to water. My nose seems to feel sore and it obviously turned bloodshot red.
I have second thoughts if I should follow her down or choose not to; running again from the thing that can trigger my impulse. I wipe the first tear of the night and bit my lower lip.
"I do not really know what to do with you anymore, Madeline." I whispered and pull out the courage to take a step forward and went down on the stairs.
In the middle of the stairs, I heard Madeline's full laughter followed with a giggle. I balled my hand into fist and bit my lower lip deeper, unable to take another steps.
"Brie, is on her way, Dad." She spoke again then
