"Um… okay then…" Mackie was a little lost now. She wanted to protect her Mommy from all harm. But Mommy said she'd be alright, and she seemed to be sure about it.
Besides, she was staying with Uncle, and Mackie believed that Uncle would never hurt Mommy, unlike Daddy…
Thus, the little girl decided to just believe in her Uncle and went downstairs to play with her toys again to pass the time.
Vernon's eyes followed Mackie until he was assured that Mackie was downstairs and wouldn't hear the shit that was about to go down between them.
Vernon pulled Chloe to enter his bedroom and forced Chloe to sit on the bed as he closed the door behind him. He flipped the switch so the bedroom was brightly lit.
Vernon leaned on the door, crossing his arms in front of his chest, while Chloe sat at the edge of the bed.
They stared at each other, but none of them wanted to speak. The mood was just too terrible right now.
