Inferno love| Mystical Love series#2

Chapter 27

Arden point of view

"Dad is everything that he is saying true?"I whispered yells at my dad.

We will always never ever expect a betrayal so deeper than this one especially if it does in involve one of your parents is plotting it against your innocent boyfriend to get you to signed a paper contract to be in arranged marriage other than being in a stable relationship with Wilson is my dad stoops low in my own opinion however, I am never going back to being his daughter anymore.

"My dearest daughter please let me explain,"begged my dad.

I shrugged off my dad begging to explain himself to me, which was no use to make it any easier for me to forgive him as he was simply wasting his breath on trying to convince me of how much innocent in this situation for me to be able to believe him because he knows what it has cost him loads of important stuff like money, wealth, vanity, reputation and family.

"Arden cecelia Bowden, I am the one telling the truth about what truly happens when you went to my house for the last time"he said genuinely to me.

Will gazed is set on me throughout the whole entire time we are all listening to the tape recorder in his hand to silently listening to Trixie voice being played out loud for everyone else to hear her confession explaining how she roped into this plan to wreck my relationship with ex boyfriend who I love ever so deeply in my heart hence I think to myself that my father is not good one since he is so twisted as I began to feel a little pang in my heart hearing those next few words from him furthermore, his eyes are never left mine when we are both engaged in eyes contact with each other.

The plots begin to thicken in every single one being called out of the voice recording as I am making my way over to my family side leaving my dad due to the amount of pain that he has already been causing not just me but our family members who have always tried justifying his actions. I am not surprised at this time for sure afterwards realising that he is not going to ever change when he does have a black heart.

"I thought we were both too good to be true" I said truthfully to him.

First of all, we are from a different type of tribe where they were once fired upon by the villages due to the fact that fire as well as earth tribes were at war with each other a long time ago in 1978 was the greatest wars that wrecked our whole towns regardless of both tribes repairing their relationship.

Secondly,some ancient angels believed that the great enemy were trying to turn them against each other to make sure our army was defeated in the battle for ages whilst they courageously fought in the wars until this very day nobody else has the right answer for the truth about the wars stories.

"A girl like you is always too good to be true though we are still here, in fact we are all real and this is not your dream"he said dreamily to me.

It is so unfair to blame the earth tribes for our failures during the war back then just as it is easier for my tribes to take the blame for one failed battle equally we are all to blame for this happened because how come what is supposed to be connected us along was divided everyone else up together.

I personally think we should all try to work as a team to at least solve it without having to hold a grudge against the others who might be different from the rest of my tribe. Moreover, so much bitterness can only lead to more troubles.

"Yeah, you are right about it not being a dream, but as for you dad you are an ignorant man who should learn the importance of family"I yelled out loud to my dad.

My mom gave dad everything else she could get to offer him let alone she was supposed to be his whole entire world to even figure out henceforth that he does not seem to be listening to her, arguing with her including he was not willing to compromise himself for my mum too.

"What do you mean by learning the importance of family?"asked my very baffled dad.

The truth of twin tales are true but whenever the sun rises to the skies beaming brightly down on a stone scripture piece of writing before there was ever paper to write or read on is where we should learn a story about ancient times according to the piece written by our ancient ancestors many years ago.

"Do I have to spell it out loud for you in bold capital letters, even though you are too shallow minded to notice how miserable we were when we were with you together as a family and -"

"Why did you pause talking?"interrupted dad.

My twin brother Gus looks overwhelmed with keeping his secret safe away from him which seems to be eating at him, so I give him a little encouraging nods to not be afraid of telling our dad anymore because it was really needed to get this off of his chest for some reason dad did not want to listen to him the other time when he was trying to come out of the closet.

"Because she didn't want my secret to slip out of her mouth concerning the truth that I am bisexual okay"voiced out August.

A moment later when it fully registered in my dad brain properly he did not seem to be able to handle it as he think it was some sort of a jokes yet little does he knows it was actually the truth about my brother Gus sexuality in the meantime his boyfriend finch stop by outside of our house to see what all this big commotion was about to be fair, he looks equally as confrazzled as a follower bystander does not understanding my family noisiest fight is to do with.

"No, please tell me you are lying son!"exclaimed my dad madly.

Nostrils are flaring between my dad and my brother as I am picturing streams coming out of their ears whilst watching them glaring angrily at one another from time to time then it will get even more worse than that soon as they hands are both itching to go reach for their weapons as their eyes are strained on each other furthermore, I has to do something to prevent this glaring match from escalating more further into a bigger issue with them.

"Oh saint, I cannot even believe there is a problem with him being the way he is when I clearly see it is not wrong in loving who he is love"I said frustratedly to my dad.

"Will you just butt out of it now because this conversation is now finished"

There is a big brooding accident when my boyfriend got into a fight with my dad to defend my honour to the point where they started attacking each other with swords since he even got more work remembering all the other cruel words my dad used to say to me back then, my mom did try everything in her power to get my dad to apologise for acting that way towards me, nevertheless it did not seem to be changes his tune.

In the bittersweet moments of time is where everything has ready clasped against me in the pit of despair, I began to see crimson red blood slowly gushing out of nowhere by the time I was never to sure who it was really bleeding being so fuelled in my anger towards my dad to not even begin to notice that someone would actually get hurt to be honest, though this is not what I wanted to happened here right in front of me.

"I am ashamed to call you my dad, do you know that hence my reason to ask you question to do with why you are such an unbearable, constantly reminder of pain in everybody's life"I shouted angrily to dad.

His voice sounds breathless in a bad way as he whispered softly in my ear when declining my neck next to his face to continue to hear what he is trying to say to me during him telling me that he would definitely do anything for me even if it means he might died for me, afterwards a flashback is occurring again with all of our good memories of the time we had already spend together even though we were both in love with each other including planning our future plans.

A heart shattering scream left out loud of my mouth begging him not to leave me here alone in this world because I cannot take it to be left in my own darkest days when I feeling so bleak he was always there to make sure I was okay despite our arguments he had pushed them aside to be waiting patiently for me outside my house to let him inside especially it would be him standing outside in the pouring rain.

In the end, I guess I am my own worst enemy and my father was most definitely a villain in my story for trying to ruin a perfectly good for his gains.