I groaned into my pillow, Monday had to be the worst day in the world. Throwing the cover off my body I slipped out of bed my tired limbs dragged me to the kitchen.
"Pancakes?" Lyle flipped the pancake in the pan.
The nerve of him, he hadn't spoken to me since Friday. He had locked himself in one of the rooms off of the living room which I assumed was a study and only came to bed when I was sleeping. It shouldn't bother me but it did, the fact that it did just annoyed me more.
"That's not the word I was expecting especially since you haven't spoken to me since Friday after telling me that I wasn't visiting my father, no sorry I think your words were 'you aren't leaving this house all weekend or I'll go back and finish what I started with your friend.' Are you going to look at me?" I g
