The Truth of Ace

Five

TW: Mention of strong material such as SA & Suicide is mentioned in this chapter

Madeline Love

Her voice echoed through my ears as the words processes 'Your father' I didn't know how or why, but I just knew my father Thomas Love was no longer alive.

From the look of Sloan's face she heard my mother and still could as she sobbed on the other line. I couldn't speak, I could barely moved.

Sloan took the phone from my hand trying to sooth my mom, I just stared at her blankly. My father was an awful evil man, but he was still my dad "Let's take a few more deep breaths and then can you tell me what happened Beth?"

Sloan was a better daughter than I was, I was mute staring at the phone while Sloan was in damage control mode. She was multitasking, texting her mother to see my mom while on the phone with her.

I heard the cause on the other line and felt utterly guilty. I was a shit daughter, he was in an accident that he caused himself. The police were debating if it was premeditated on his end and were questioning my mom on his mental health past. I couldn't quite grasp it.

My world was falling apart at the seams and I had to do my best to keep it together. Because I was going to be a mother.

"Sloan, Lila I called for dinner?" Sloan looked over to Gwenyth and shook her head.

"My dad died" I stuttered as I spoke, none of this seemed real besides Kingsley.

The only thing that I held hope for was them "oh my god Lila, I am so sorry" I didn't respond, I just stared at the blank canvas of a wall on one side of the room.

"I think I'm going to start painting" they both looked confused, as I to felt lost in this moment.

"My mother is on her way over right now Beth. We will get there as soon as we can" I wouldn't be attending.

My father was a rapist, not to any other woman I knew of but to my mother. I knew it as I aged, that nothing was consensual anymore and that was taken from her once they said 'I do'. He abused the both of us and treated us like we were worthless, he deserves to burn in hell.

It felt almost weirdly relieving, my mother was free. But she fooled herself into think that what they had was love, so she'll grieve but only grow from it. I hated him, I hated my dad so much, but I could only feel guilt.

"Sloan" she stared at me as Gwenyth stepped out to make sure the food wouldn't burn.

"Lila?"

"I need to seek therapy treatment" she looked at me confused "it can be in the city if they have any open spots for me, but I need to spend time isolated and alone" her eyes watered as she understood was I was meaning.

"Are you okay?"

"Mentally, I'm an absolute wreck. I'm not a danger to myself, I have Kingsley to worry about and I want them to have a strong mother when their born. So I need to do this" she looked uneasy.

"Doing what Selena Gomez did when she wasn't feeling her best?"

"Selena did what was right for her mental health, I'm proud that she was able to recognize that she needed it. I'm proud of myself to recognize that I need it to" she looked at me weary and a bit anxious.