She sneakily takes the disk out of my hand and snaps it in half. For a moment I close my eyes, needing answers desperately.
“Lisa,” I push her up with all the strength I have in my one arm, “What’s going on?” I turn her chin with my fingers so that she's looking at me. She opens her mouth, but only pained gasps come out. Her face is smeared with tears and black make-up. My heart crumbles at the sight of her. Scared that my dad can enter at any time I stand up and pull her with me. I take the broken disks and clutch it tightly in my hands. I lead her towards my room, my eyes keep glancing around as if unknown secrets will pop up somewhere. I sit on my bed and pat next to me. Her defeated figure slumps over to me, her eyes not drying from tears. She takes deep breaths as if blowing
