Celia continued to eat quietly, listening to the conversation around her. She jumped suddenly when her phone shrilled from her pocket. She fished it out and glanced at the caller ID. She then proceeded to pale and sit there frozen for a moment before she mumbled an "Excuse me" and stood from her chair and hurried up the stairs into her room. She shut the door before she hesitantly answered the phone. For the next ten minutes or so she spent listening to her mother scream at her for suddenly leaving home like that, that she was a pitiful excuse for a daughter and how her mother wished they had had a son instead. After her mother finished telling her how much of a worthless child she was she hung up. Celia sat there for a moment, blinking back tears. However, about a few minutes after her mother hung up, her father called where he proceeded to scream at her too. When he was finished and hung up Celia let the phone fall listlessly from her hand onto the bed, where she sat stare blankly at the wall, not able to keep the tears from trickling down her cheeks. She remained in her room, not hungry anymore.