"Good," she snapped back, exhaling sharply as tears pricked at her eyes. She could have easily countered every single one of his fears, but she never got the chance.

Turning on her heel, she quickly walked back to her room, petty enough to slam the door behind her before she threw herself on the bed covering her head with one of the many pillows and tugging a blanket over her.

She hated fighting with Jake, hated how stubborn they both were. She knew she could have just left to go to the store on her own, and really the sales clerks could have helped her well enough, that was what they were paid for, but she didn't want to leave him when they were in the middle of fighting.

Part of it was because she knew Jake wouldn't have liked that, but the other part was that Vi never left anyone when she was mad at them. She'd yelled at her mother right before she'd walked out and gotten into a car accident. Violet's last words to her mother were 'I hate you', she wasn't ever willing to go through that again to prove a point.

Instead, she tried to burrow into the bed, hoping maybe it was swallow her whole, that would be nice.