• rough road •
"Don't talk to your sister like that, Maya!"
My sister rolls her eyes when dad rebukes her behavior and storms off to her room. She slams the door and turns up the music in her room.
This is definitely not the welcome-home reception I thought I would get. I mean, I thought it would be bad. But not this bad. And the worst part is that Erik has to witness all of it. It's degrading and embarrassing. What the f**k was I thinking bringing him home?
"I'm really sorry for that, child," dad tries to console me.
I force a smile and pick up the cup of tea on the table. I hold the tea against my lips, trying to hide the pain behind my smile.
"Is there like a coffee shop around here?" Erik asks abruptly.
Oh God! He already needs a break from my family. He just got here but he's
