My Life, My Forever (Sequel)

Chapter 13♡

(Zack's P.O.V)

Heading towards the bench, I just took a deep breath. I was not okay. Getting a little pocket knife out, I toyed around with it.. A few months ago.. I had heard Dad and Mom.

"Stopp.." Mom was giggling. I wondered who was here. "You do know that we can't keep doing this right? You have to attend therapy and your group.' I opened my bedroom door. Heading into the bathroom, I just sat in there. How comes Mom and Dad were hooking up again? Mom said that she was done. She's lied to both me and my brother.

They didn't even hear me. I wonder how long dad has even been here. It's just gross. Listening out for any noise, there was silence. I'm guessing that they had stopped whatever they were doing..

"Tyler? Are you up?" I stayed silent... She went away eventually. I couldn't believe that Dad was sniffing around again. Why would both of them do this?

End of flashback..

Striking the knife against my skin, I winced...

"You're tearing him apart! It's awful what he's having to go through. Tyler does not need to see you anymore."

I striked it against my skin once more. Sitting there.. crying, I saw Mom standing near the gate. "Mom.. why did you follow me here?! Just go!" She walked towards me. Slowly.."Zack.. honey. Please put the knife down." I backed away from her. "I heard.. you and Dad. Were you fucking him again?" Mom's eyes filled up with tears.. "You and him are just toxic. He's toxic. All I wanted was to have a NORMAL, LOVING FATHER!' Mom placed her arms around me as I broke down. "Let. Me GO!' Mom resisted.. "I'm here Zack.. I'm here.. shhh.." I begged her to let me go.

"I'm not letting you go sweetheart. I just want you to be safe.' I cried.. she calmed me down. As we sat on the bench, she held me. My arm was bleeding.. "I. Just..want him to love us Mom." She kissed my forehead. "Me and your dad had an arrangement, yes. But, I called it off. I loved him. But, he was hurting me. My feelings were all over the place. I promise that it's over. I can't believe that I didn't know what you were going through. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere.." I just cried so much that my throat hurt.

"Mom.." She looked up at me. "Does he really not love us anymore?" Mom comforted me. "He does love you sweetheart." As we walked back to the car, Mom gave me a towel.

"We can talk about it when you're ready Zack." Looking out of the car window, I just thought about how messed up my father was.

Would I ever be able to forgive him?



(This is a visual representation of what I pictured Zack's arm looking like after he had released tension.♡)