What the hell?

Was it really so wrong of me to expect my guards to protect my niece from assault? Amanda was right about one thing - there was something seriously fucking wrong about this family, and I was sick of it. My legs had been through a decent amount of exercise recently - I could walk mostly on my own. Maybe it was time to use that fact to leave.

I stormed back into my room. I was leaving, tonight. I'd take one of the cars; though I didn't have my license, they couldn't be that hard to drive. The millions of dollars I had received in cash would be more than enough money to live off of for years. And I was going [i]alone[/i]. Even after I stood up for Vivian, she didn't stand up for me. All of these people could just die for all I cared. In fact, maybe that would be for the best.

A plan was beginning to form in my mind. The necklace would soon be mine again - it could hurt me if it wanted to, I didn't care. At least it was up front about wanting to make me suffer. I was so fucking sick of being betrayed by everyone around me!