Clear Lake Academy holds the worst of the worst delinquents from around the country. Each and every student there holds a notorious background that led them there and almost everyone avoids them.
After setting the tenth building on fire, which just...
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The sounds dig through the layers of skin and flesh, entering the cage that held my heart, squeezing and threatening to annihilate the soft pumping organ.
This time, it seemed that people were so stunned at the sudden realisation of what the sounds were that no one moved to gossip and continued standing, evidently enjoying the downfall of another business partner. They would use this to boost their own.
The sounds of panting and moans echoed through the room, killing my soul more and more with every new sound. The realisation hit me like a truck and my heart shattered like glass, and I dug my nails into my hands as a way to release the anger.
It was clear what the sounds were, and who the male was.
My father had cheated on my mother.
This was even worse than what had happened on the stage. This has made the feeling of sadness intensify and burn like no other. It was the fact that this told me my family was finally ripped apart because there was no way we could go back from the fact that he had cheated.
They were marriage, for gods sake. He had a child, me. And yet he ignored it all and decided to commit such a heinous act.
The shock was all I felt and I had no chance of processing it because before I knew it, a solid grip held my arm and I was being dragged away roughly. The nails dug into my flesh and the grip was so harsh that I knew it would leave a bruise. But I didn't care. He pulled me out of the hall, down the empty hallways and into a room.
He could go to hell.
I ripped my arm from his hold, stepping away instantly. I walked towards the lonely window that let in nothing but more darkness as my father flipped on the floor lamp and let a dim glow cover us and everything in sight.
I couldn't focus on anything but what I now knew.
No matter how much I knew he hated me for being such a troublesome kid and how much my mother pushed me aside, I was content with the fact that we were still somewhat a family. Even if they were absent, I was glad for the fact we were still attached by the bonds of family.
But even that had shattered alongside my heart.
Before my father could get a word out, I spun around with my finger pointing out and my voice loud and clear with disbelief. "Tell me it's not true." I demanded.
It was true. We all knew it. The evidence was there.
"Tell me," I stared at him as he stood by the desk and clenched his jaw. "That you did not just throw away charlotte's family like that. Tell me that you didn't commit such a cruel crime of leaving them to fend for themselves and had the heart to not even tell them."My chest rose and fell, heaving. "Tell me," My voice cracked. "That you didn't just break our family."
"I did no such thing." His voice was chilly just like the sudden breeze that swept over me, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
"And there you go, lying again!" I screamed, furious. My nails dug so hard that I felt it pierce the skin of my soft hands and draw raw blood.
