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【 𝓙𝐀𝐇𝐒𝐄𝐇 】
"Where are we going?" Cielo asked as I took the exit, taking us off the highway.
"I wanna show you something. Plus I think it's about time I told you about myself. Especially since we're cordial and all," I replied.
Cielo already knew what I was. She was a smart girl so I wasn't surprised that she was able to figure it out before I even told her. I guess I was more disappointed than anything. I thought I would have more time before I had to explain everything to her.
But today at the beach, she figured it all out. I didn't know that Delphine went as far as saying some shit like that to her. With that small piece and the fact that I told her I wasn't a ghost, she was bound to figure it out. And as I've said, Cielo was smart, really smart, no wonder why she was able to piece it altogether.
She was afraid of me though, and I didn't like that. I wanted her to be comfortable around me since I truly didn't want to hurt her. If anything I'd want to continue becoming acquainted with her and eventually call her my friend. Especially because we have to live in the same space together.
When I picked her up today at the beach, it was enough for me to figure everything out. That was why I kept spacing out and just staring. My mind was racing trying to make sense of everything.
She started painting because her father molested her. She was too afraid to verbally tell her mother so she tried to make art in order for her mom to catch on. But her mom never did. What her father did went on from age three all the way until she was about sixteen.
That was why she chose Florida. She wanted to be as far away from him as possible. Her original goal was to go to California, it was even further than here. But she knew she could never afford schooling or housing there so she quickly vacated that dream.
Now that I knew everything, I felt bad about what I did. I was so hellbent on reading her mind that I was inconsiderate to the fact that she probably had trauma that nobody knew about. Nobody knew about her father, not a soul. And I did, not even in a way that was good like she confided in me about it, I knew because I invaded her mind and privacy.
I couldn't make up for what was already done. I knew every thought that came across her head and I even knew what she was thinking now. The easiest thing I could do that would be remotely close to what I did, was telling her my truth.
I drove up the gravel pathway that led up to the park that I often went to whenever I wanted to be alone. Once I got to the parking lot, I put the car in park and removed the keys from the ignition.
