C11 11 - TROUBLE

-SAGE-

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

I gasp in anguish covering my ears with the pillow. The sound was troubling me, the silence was eating me up and I was scared that they might come back.

" SAGE."

I wince hiding under the covers as the door of my room bursts open. Dad walks in with anger written across his face, I sob trying to move away when he grips my hair in a tight grip pulling me out of bed