It Was Good...

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen:

"You shouldn't have to handle all this stuff alone Jordan." She said looking at me sadly.

"But it's what I'm used too, I've always been doing this on my own. It's a habit I've brought to myself and haven't told anyone about until now. I didn't tell Kayln he kind of found me while it was happening one time and I was lucky he found me. I didn't ask anyone to help me because I didn't want help. I'm happy with what I am and who I am." I said quietly as I watched my thighs jiggle from my shaking legs.

"It's not fair to you though."

"It is in my mind. I feel fine Callie." I said even though I honestly felt sick to my stomach. "How did you get here?"

"I called my dad and got him to drive me." She said quietly.

"Still fighting for your love?"

"Every last bit even though I live with mom."

"Oh, can you drive us home? I don't really feel like driving right now." I said walking to the table by the door and grabbing my keys throwing them to her.

"Yeah sure, are you feeling alright? I know you don't really like letting other people drive your cars.

"Yeah I'm fine, just kind of winded from everything that happened today." I said turning off the fireplace and blowing out the apple candle that no longer brightened the atmosphere around us.

"Oh, ok." She said sensing that I didn't want to say anything else. She left for the car in seconds as I continued to turn everything off. I love this house, there was no bad memories here, was.

The car was warming up rather quickly as I got in and belted myself. I hit the cd button on the car so we could jut listen to one continuous artist without having to worry about changing stations or songs on cell phones.

"Swift?" She said as we left.

I nodded in return knowing her eyes were on me and watching until I responded. I continued to lay the seat back a little and closed my eyes rested my head between the headrest and the door frame trying to sleep.

As I looked around I was in my living room with my mother and father. I didn't know where Christopher was but Callie and Kayln were there also.

"What's going on?" I heard myself say.

My mother was crying and my father looked heartbroken which is something nobody was ever supposed to see.

"Why didn't you just tell us?" I heard my mom say quietly.

My father still sat quietly staring at my figure not saying a word. His sad eyes showed no sign of anger, just of how broken he was inside.

"What are you talking about?" I said even more confused.

My fathers eyes met mine with a fierceness that pierced my soul.

"About your goddamn eating disorder." He said coldly.

I froze looking around not believing what I was hearing, both of my friends who said they wouldn't tell are sitting here fusing to look at me. I'm stuck before my parents practically bare.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes you fucking do you little bitch." My father said. "Don't act like you don't, you used to be so perfect."

I couldn't believe what he was saying, this was my daddy, the kind loving man that wouldn't let anyone hurt me, his princess.

"Daddy-"