I sit in my room, drawing the kid's face. The kid who I hurt because he hurt me. I couldn't stop thinking about what I saw. He is having an affair, I'm sure of it. My monster looms over me. 

What should we do?

"Nothing yet."

I agree, this will be good blackmail.

"Let's not jump to conclusions." 

He was, you know this as I do. 

My monster rakes his claws into my desk. I couldn't believe it. I had to tell my mom. I hear a knock on the door. Lilla opens it. She still smelled foul. Her clothes were ripped. Her makeup was smudged. 

"Family meeting." She said.

I nod. I walk with her downstairs. Usually, family meetings mean something bad.