When a hidden truth breaks their love apart.
Akira Woodson never wanted to break David's heart as he was the one who made her whole but what happens when she is forced to leave him after seeing the pain their love cost.
Years pass before she meets...
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Ruth and I quietly walked back to my cottage letting the silence consume us. Her words rang loudly through my head repeating them over and over again.
How would they be the ones to be punished when I am the cause of this chaos.
I should be punished. Me not them.
Ruth had left after helping me place the bucket on the wooden platform behind my home. We shared a hug wishing farewell promising to meet again.
My feet were reluctant to move into the doorframe when I heard the voices of my sisters and mother. Voices that held fury.
"Richard, have the woman removed from this household! Do you not see what she has done! Our daughters are being rejected by even the sons of farmers because of the wretched girl!"
"Danielle!" My father shouted.
"Father, what mother is saying is right! I will soon pass the age of marriage and then what will happen to me!"
"Yes, father, do you not care if Elizabeth and I get married?"
"If you cared about our daughters or even me then do what is right and kick that whore out of this home!"
A loud slap sounded, ripping through the air.
"Danielle, speak of our daughter that way again and I will make sure that it is you who gets thrown out of this home." My father's voice was cold not holding an ounce of regret.
"She is only your daughter Richard, not mine."
Mother stormed out of the room with my sisters on her tail finding my frozen form at the door. Her eyes red and mouth ridged.
"I must be cursed to have given birth to such a horrible child." With those words she left but Elizabeth and Tara stayed behind.
"If you know whats good for this family, then leave. You have done nothing but torture us because of your decisions. Do not make us pay for them." Elizabeth sneered and rushed to mother yelling her name. Tara only gave me a look of disgust before running out too.
Theirs words cut deep into me. I hear these words everyday by the people of my village but hearing my own mother's and sisters' hatred for me hurt more then I could fathom.
With tears threatening to spill, I walked inside stumbling with every step as my vision blurred. Father quickly noticed me and his eyes flashed realizing I had heard every word. Without any hesitation, he opened his arms and I fell into them crying hysterically into his shoulder.
"I-I'm sorry p-papa." I cried.
"My child, why are you crying? They do not deserve your precious tears my dear, no one does," This only made me cry harder.
"T-they are ri-right papa. You will live more peacefully without me,"
"That is where you are wrong my dear. A life without you is a life I wouldn't bear."
I lifted my head from the comfort of my father's warmth and stared at him through my watery gaze. "But I have caused you nothing but pain papa,"
He didn't say anything but offered me his tender smile and brought my head back to the warmth of his shoulder, rubbing my head affectionately.
"The only pain you have caused me are your tears. What father can stand to witness their child in pain without hurting inside."
I sniffed clutching his body desperately fearing that he would suddenly disappear. He was the only family I truly had left.
"I love you papa."
"And I love you my daughter."
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After finally calming down, my father sent me to my room while he went out to look for my mother and sisters who had not come back yet.
"I will be back soon Akira. Take rest as I know you have had a tough day." Father said before leaving me.
I walked to my wooden desk in the darkest corner of my room and lit a candle so I could clearly see the ink pen and my dusty old journal that looked like it could fall apart any day.
A journal that consisted of the dark truths of love, pain, and death. It held the feelings I was forced to hold down because in reality those feelings were my punishment.
Writing down the things I couldn't express helped me stay sane from the chaos around me.
I picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink before opening up my journal to a clear page and stained it with my darkness.
I have become accustomed to tears They are forever stained on my face whether it is seen or not
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author's note
Please don't kill me. I know this is another sad chapter but the happy ones with come I promise. Maybe not soon but they will.
So, y'all met the family, what do you think?
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