Use your words.
"She went out and asked me to mind Nicco." There. That wasn't so hard. I would have been pleased with myself, but Chester doesn't seem happy with my answer.
"I can see she's not here. Out where?" His clenched fists have me taking a step back. My back hits the wall. "I don't know," I answer honestly and praise myself once again for speaking.
"Dumba** white bitch."
I pick a spot on the floor as he walks to the fridge, helping himself to a drink. Tears burn my eyes. Tears that I refuse to let fall.
"You really are stupid."
I glance up at Chester as he gulps down the full Coke before burping loudly. My hands shake as I roll them into fists. Heat travels up my neck until it scorches my cheeks. "I think you should leave." God, I wish my voice sounded stronger. It's as we
