Katharine pushed off her father to get up as she gave both him and her sister a dirty look. "Don't even bother." She said as she walked out. Going to her bedroom, her anger at both her father and sister would fade  soon enough. She was never good at staying mad for long. That didn't mean she would cease to be upset however. Shoving her beads aside so she could enter her room, she broke a strand. Letting the beads glide all over the floor not caring to stop them. She collapsed on the floor with a groan. Not even bothering to make it to her bed. Curling up a bit she continued to cry. Grabbing her blanket up off her bed and covering up herself. Not wanting to be seen by anyone. She lied emotionless on the floor after her crying died out. She didn't want to eat or go to work that night.