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Chapter 11: You Know

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*Warning, Short Chapter!*

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I felt overwhelmed with emotions. Mad, upset, scared, and stupid. I hugged my knees to my chest. I rested my chin and my knees to keep my teeth from chattering. Tears were falling from my eyes.

"Hello? Helloooo? Ella?" I heard Niall's faint voice in the background.

My whole world stopped. My dad lied to me for the 17 years I have lived. He's a liar, and an idiot. I will never trust him ever again in my life. I will never forgive him. He is a terrible, and sick person. I was suspected this, but always thought I was crazy to think that.

"Ella?!?? Ella?!?!!" Niall yelled through the phone.

I didn't have the strength to talk, or even pick up the phone. I couldn't move, I could speak, all I could do was sit there and cry. I couldn't stop either. I pressed end on the phone and looked up at the TV. My mom was murdered. She didn't die of breast cancer. She was murdered!! My phone started ringing again. I pressed speaker. "Ella? Why'd you hang up?" He asked.

"I can't talk right now, Niall." I spoke slowly my eyes wide open staring at the screen. "Why not?" He asked. "I just can't, goodbye Niall." I said then hung up without him being able to answer. I shut the TV off and just looked at the black screen. My phone rang multiple times from my dad but I never answered. I got a couple texts from Niall, but never replied.

I just sat there, For hours, it seemed like. I haven't moved. My eyes sting from crying and being wide opened. I stopped crying though, I just sat there in shock. The front door opened I turned my head slowly over my shoulder. Dad. I looked back at the TV.

"What's wrong? Why didn't you answer my calls? Or return them? I came home because I was worried." He said quickly.

I had no reply. "Ella answer me when I talk to you! What's wrong?" He said throwing his keys on the table. "There's no point." I mumbled. "What? Why are staring at a blank screen?" He knelt down at my side. I had no reply. He shook me back n forth. "Who did this for you? What happened?" He asked. "You." I whispered.

"What-" I cut him off. I looked up at him. "Do you ever think about how I feel?" I whispered. He put his hand on my shoulder. I shook him off. "Don't touch me." I snapped. "What do you mean Ella? You look like you just saw a ghost ." He said. "Why did you do it?" I mumbled. "Do what?" He asked. "You know what." I handed him the picture. "How'd you fine this?" He said through his gritted teeth.

"I was looking for a picture. I knew you had one." I paused. "You lied to me." I whispered. "The picture is just so-" I interrupted him. "It's not about the picture dad." I hissed. "Then what is it about?" He asked. I looked at him annoyed. I stood up. "Dad, you know!" He also stood up. "No, I don't." He said. I backed away slowly from him. I couldn't believe what I was about to say.

I looked into my fathers eyes.

My hands shook and my palms were sweaty.

"Y-you-" I stuttered.

My dad waited for me to finish.

I whispered, "You killed mom."

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Authors Note :

Hellloooo! Sorry for making this so short! Vote vote vote vote ! Pleassseee! Thank you(: More is coming!

~Sam