Chapter Nine
I told myself I wasn't going to, but I did it anyway.
I tried again to communicate with Scarlet.
There's nothing to do in this house. Watch TV, sure, but there was nothing on that I wanted to see. And I know what you're thinking: there's the whole internet to explore. Why not do that instead?
I don't have any good answers. What I really wanted to do was interact with other people—with Helena, in particular. I tried. I did try. I texted her, but no response. I wrote her an email to say I'm settling in okay at my parents' house. I'm not even sure if that's true, but I'm not at my most self-aware these days. I just didn't want her worrying about me. That is, if she even thinks about me at all anymore.
Is it worse for someone to be actively mad at you or just stop
