Chapter 43 – Keep Painting
Grounded for almost a week, I felt nothing than numbness. Eating, sleeping, staring at the vastness of dark every night, sleep again, I'm tired of this. My phone was broken, all of my gadgets were confiscated that I might use to contact Isaiah.
My father really wanted to get rid of him. I can't believe he will do this to me even if Isaiah was far away from where I am. What more if he's living next door? He will probably set his house on fire.
I heard three knocks on the door and I didn't dare to stand up. I was sitting on the corner of the room, hands on my knee, staring at the long hand of the clock. They said time can heal your pain, I wish the hands of the clock move faster.
The knock subsided and I stand up to get my plate. I opened the door and saw my di
