Chapter 2, Lonley

When I wake up, Pops is standing in my door-way, with a sad expression written across his face. All he does is walk in my room, hand me a glass of water and a pill I recognize to be Advil, and the letter. As he walks out of my room I immediately shove the nail-sized pill in my mouth, and wash it down with the glass of cool water. I slowly set down the water and close my eyes. I picture my dad, the last time I saw him. Those ever-green eyes, the short curly black hair, the slight build, and those shoes. The shoes I danced on for years. Standing on his feet, holding on to his hands, as he slowly stepped in circles. 
I quickly open my eyes and shake the memories from my head. He's not my dad. He betrayed my mom and left me and Ben without a good-bye.
I crumple up the letter,  I don't want to read his words. I don't need him. He doesn't even know Ben's dead. He's not a dad at all. He's a monster,  leaving his children and wife for his secret girlfriend, and her growing belly , because I'm guessing they had kids.
I close my eyes shutting out the horror. Thank gosh it's only Saturday. I don't know If I would be able to face going back to school tomorrow. I think I'm going to take a nap. Me, Anya Horshi. As I squeeze my eyes closed, I start to realize, I can't block this out forever, I have wanted to hear from my dad for 9 years. When my letter finally comes, I don't read it? Maybe it wont hurt anything if I read it. Then I can just forget about the monster's words and move on. I slowly sit up in bed, open my eyes and stand up. I'm not dizzy anymore, so I bend over and pick up the crumpled envelope.  I sit back down on my bed, and slowly smooth out the envelope with my thigh. I take my thumb and gingerly slide it under the seal and open it.
As I pull out the letter, money falls out. I scooch away from it. I don't want to know what it's for just yet. I unfold the letter and see the carfully written words of what I had assumed were my fathers, but who knows, I could be wrong.