_ The Knife _
Everybody is laughing at the dinner table.
I fake a laugh when CJ looks my way. But I'm angry. So angry that I might stick a fork into those beautiful eyes.
He leans closer and whispers.
"Are you okay, Terra?"
"Yes. Why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know. You seem a bit off."
I look into his eyes and get angry all over again.
I swallow my anger and force a smile.
"It's nothing."
I help Nina and Jess clear the table after dinner. The boys are playing video games but CJ keeps glancing at me and it's making me sick. As if kissing Jess wasn't enough...
Nina throws the dishes in the sink once we're in the kitchen.
"We don't have to do the dishes!" Jess suggests. "I mean, that's Walter's work, right? He's getting paid for it."
"Let's just do the dishes today." Nina
