Chapter Hundred And Eighty Six

SCARLET’S POV

I took in a deep breath as I didn’t want to destroy what we were having right now, especially as we just made up, but even the mere sight of her face kept getting me annoyed.

“You know what? I’ll be right back.” I said, trying not to make the wrong step.

I walked out of the living room, with thoughts of the best reaction in a situation like this. As I got into the bedroom, I paced around with my thumb in between my upper and lower teeth. What would mom do in this situation?

Regardless of whatever we do, mom wouldn’t throw us out or say words that makes us feel rejected, but she would ensure we know that what we did is wrong. With Sylvia who has been seeming really difficult to control, I think I might have to find a way to put things in a way that it would sink deep into her head, and then she would feel sober.

I also didn’t want something that would take days for her to be sober about it and then when she comes back, she would have done something worse than drawing tatt