“This is COMPLETELY unacceptable!” Emory shrieked. “What in the world do you think you’re doing? You went out like this in PUBLIC? And none the less, with an adult man?! You’re going to get yourself raped and KILLED, Belle!”
Belle didn’t say anything. She just tried to move past her sister toward her bedroom.
“Ohh, you’re not going anywhere until I know EXACTLY what you were just up to!” Emory said, stepping in front of her.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Belle said so softly Emory almost couldn’t hear her.
“Oh, we are going to talk about this. You are NEVER leaving this house again except for school, do you understand?”
“I SAID I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!” Belle screamed at Emory. She grit her teeth and clenched her hands into fists. Hissing through her teeth, she said, “Don’t you ever talk to me like mother again. There is something wrong here, Emory, and I’ve got to find out what.” 
“You’re right, there is something wrong here. It’s your attitude. You know hardly anything of this time, yet you constantly put yourself in danger!”
But Belle had gone. She shut herself in her room and locked the door without another word.
Emory, furious, went into her bedroom and laid on her bed. 
She couldn’t sleep. She just laid there thinking of what Belle had said. “There is something wrong here, Emory, and I’ve got to find out what.” What was she planning on doing about it? What had gone wrong? What had Reuban done to her?
There was a click and a ding down the hall.
“She wouldn’t dare…” Emory whispered to herself, getting up. She gave the sleeping Thomas a quick peck on the cheek and left the room.
Coming down the hall, she realized the elevator had just arrived back upstairs. She dashed into Belle’s room only to find it empty. 
“I can’t BELIEVE her!” Emory said, running to a window at the front of the house.
Belle was nowhere in sight. She had already caught a taxi or a subway. She was gone.
But this time, she didn’t come back.
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