After I Was Gone
From behind Bobby, Audrey peeked out, holding the medals high like a trophy, basking in her victory.
I didn't get the medals.
I didn't win.
All I could do was run.
'Mom. Dad. Your little girl has no one left to protect her,' I thought miserably.
Bobby stood at the door, watching silently as I loaded my suitcase into the car.
His lips moved, forming words I couldn't quite hear.
"Bella, are you really doing this again? Running away every time something doesn't go your way? If you leave now, don't expect me to forgive you next time."