Janelle nor Ms. Greyson has not came back yet. Neither had Triniti. I could feel that something was wrong in the air. A feeling I only got when someone very close was hurt. I paced back and forth in the living room, waiting for somebody to come and tell me that everything was fine and that the war had ended. The shit was getting out of hand and I wish I had the strength to get the war to end. However, Eric was persistent and childish. He was mad over something he had no control over and I could not believe he would even start that shit. I placed my hand on the bandaged area. That bullet was killing me, so I ended up removing it myself since Janelle had left.              T

               My eyes were wandering all over the place. They kept going from Triniti to Callighan. As much as I wanted to put my daughter down for messing with an enemy, I just could not do it. When Callighan shot her arm off, the anger I had towards her shifted. I looked at Ember, who stared at Triniti with sadness. She was caught off guard like I was.