Robyn spent another twenty minutes fixing up her bag from the clothes that her sister had piled on top of it. by the time she was done with everything there was an whole extra suitcase and duffel bag. Not to mention her favorite blanket and her electric guitar. She didn't go in search of her sister, simply walked down to her shitty car (the one shes never brought up being well under the price of the one her sister crashed) and started to pile it all into the backseat.
Going back into the house she went into the bathroom of hers and grabbed everything else that was there, throwing it in a backpack and then stepping out fo her room. "You're eithe rcoming or going. Now." There was anger in her voice still, but also hurt. There weren't even words to express how much her sister had cut through her with what she'd said back in the bedroom. Putting even the smallest doubt in her head. What made it worse was that since meeting Xavier she was able to find herself having bits of fear in her emotional state, all involving him. He seemed to be her weakness.