Hiya I am Chchipmunk and I am the one writing the angsty chapter you shall read! Your welcome! <3

Myna's POV (I bet you forgot about her):

    I woke up to an empty bedroom, even Rylan's bed was empty and my sister usually slept late. My heart started to race but I ignored it. I checked the time. 8:30.

    Shit. I overslept.

    I crept out of bed trying not to let it creak. I slowly walked down the stairs and looked into the dining room, but no one was there.
My heart continued to race and my breathing was rushed.

    A panic attack. I knew what was happening, and it had happened many times before. Being alone always made it happen. It reminded me of the time I had woken up alone when I was 10, and that was when I found my older brother who had hung himself. It had also reminded me of all the times my father would wake me up screaming. Rylan and my brother Eden had all ready woken up and were out of sight.

    Tears clouded my vision and I sat down on the ground. I felt like I was being choked and I couldn't breathe. My head started to spin as I relieved all the awful times I woke up alone.

    I just wanted my sister to be next to me. She always made me feel better, and when she was here I didn't feel alone. My sister was always there for me.

    My body shook with uncontrollable sobs. My breathing became more and more ragged as I continued to relive old memories. I ran upstairs and locked myself into the bathroom even though I knew the lock was busted. I turned the sink on to cover the sound of my sobs.

    My stomach churned and I quickly ran to the toilet. I retched trying to throw up as if I could taste the anxiety and the memories. However nothing came up, but it wasn't like I had eaten anything yet.

    I turned away from the toilet trying not to think about it. The small bathroom made my sobs echo and all of a sudden the doorknob turned.

    Shit

    I quickly wiped my eyes and tried to slow my sobs into sniffles.

    Maybe I could pretend I don't feel well...

    I hugged my stomach to help stop my shaking as my sister walked in. Rylan's eyes landed on me and she ran over to hug me. Rylan kept a strong grip on me to help comfort me. She dried my tears with the sleeves of her oversized sweater.

    I always wondered why Rylan insisted on always wearing long pants and long sleeves, especially since it was summer and she had to be dying in the heat.

    Suddenly while she was wiping my eyes her sleeve pushed up a little and I saw her arm.

    It was covered in scars and bruises.

Hiya! Do you hate me yet..? I will definitely write more chapters on this book of Lynn's 469 words <3
~Lilliana