Rows upon rows of books lay strewn on the carpet messily. Shards of discarded glass littered the floor, but the imminent threat that the glass was softened by the light from the window that hit the glass prettily, the sound of rustling paper broke the fragile silence that had once filled the room. A small ball of lined paper sprung through the air and landed with a soft thud in the bin that was overflowing with dozens of hastily scrunched up pieces of paper. The culprit of this ambush stood half a meter away from the in.Her brows were furrowed and a groove was rapidly beginning to form between them. The door juddered open, excess paper rose up aggravated by the draught that had entered. A face suddenly appeared at the door
Aporia,time for dinner.
Aporias face relaxed, it was just her mother, no one unexpected, no one terrifying. All she could see was her mother, there were no monsters.
Well, are you coming? her mother snapped impatiently
Aporia trudged out of the room, she knew that sooner or later she would have to talk about the incident, but she didnt think that it would be this soon. She didnt have anything against dinner or even eating, but sitting down for dinner often brought on awkward conversation and unwanted questions being asked.
She entered the dining room drearily and sat down . The food was put out in a spectacular manner across the table. Cold turkey sandwiches and quiche among other things were there waiting to be devoured, and she would have been willing to do so, If she had had the appetite.
So, how as school her father asked from across the table
Oh it was fine she replied
Really it wasnt fine, but she wasnt going to give him the privilege of knowing, he didnt deserve to; after years of neglect from him. Aporia had decided that she was going to do the same to him. Her father stared across the table with concern, lines of worry started to appear.
Really, it was alrightshe coaxed
It was unfair for her to be angry at him, it was unjust. Ever since it happened her family had just been really falling apart; for days after he had said it wasnt her fault. He had held her in his soft warm hands, she still remembered it to this day. She remembered everything.
