Owned by a sinner

𝘐𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨?

"Where have you been Sophia Montgomery"

My heart stopped and fell down to my feet unsure as to what to say or do, Why does he always know? "I was out with a friend". I slyly replied and I could tell he didn't like my answer because he then rushed over to me and slammed his hands against my bed beside me. I looked up with tears in my eyes afraid that he was going to hurt me or say something that would make me hate him even more than I already do. "Why wasn't I made aware of the little outing of yours," He said in an angered tone but somewhat sounding concerned and scared. "I don't have to tell you anything March, You're not my father and you're sure as hell not my boyfriend so LET IT GO". I got up and yelled in his face, he doesn't get to treat me like this... It's unfair and cruel.

"I may not be your father or your significant partner but I am the one who is supposed to look after you!". I looked at him with tears in my eyes from him yelling so much, he was throwing things across the room and screaming at me anytime he got the chance. I don't understand why it makes him so angry. "You're wrong Liz looks after me, she's been the only one too since I've been here, and I've been here for almost a month now!!" I screamed not being able to hold back my tears and screams. I had no idea how this conversation got so out of hand but it did and I wish it didn't. "Do you know how hard this past month has been for me, one minute I was with my family being happy as ever and then the next minute I was told that I had an incurable curse that causes me to kill innocent people and be immortal!. Oh, but that's not it I then fly out to a place that I don't even know, have to leave my parents and the only life I've ever known, and just stay silent about the whole entire thing".

I screamed at the top of my lungs while getting out of breath, he started this, and now I'm going to fucking end this. "I have been patient, and kind, and have listened to what you've had to say but these past few days you have been nothing but unkind to me, and my father told me that no matter who is hurting you, you have to stand up for yourself". I said with hurt and pain in my voice, all of the pent-up emotion was finally being poured out of me and I hated it with every inch of my soul. The tears would not stop falling from my face anymore and I collapsed onto the floor giving into the weakness of my body and mind. March finally calmed down and came back to his senses and knelt down to speak to me. "I understand that this has been hard for you, I have no idea what you're going through, but you need to at least make Liz aware of where you are going there are things outside the hotel that you don't know that can kill and hurt you. Your father would never forgive me if I let anything happen to you".

He gently tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and my crying calmed down a bit, he then left with no words or sound and I was left on the floor in my sadness not knowing what to do or say. He can be the most stuck-up ass in the room, yet still be so gentle and sweet when you need it he confused me and I'm not too sure if I can handle it. No matter what I do he's going to be around me, talk to me and I can't do anything about that. I sighed as I got myself up from the floor and made my way toward the bathroom to clean up my ruined mascara and coverup. I then quickly went for a shower and decided to sleep since I've been up for ages now and that argument took a lot of physical and emotional strength from me. Five minutes went by and I couldn't fall asleep so I grabbed my phone and Airpods, put Sopdify on shut my eyes, and finally drifted off into a well-deserved sleep.

After a very long and well-deserved nap, I finally woke up at around 4:00 and felt like absolute shit. Yes, I was well rested and wasn't sleepy anymore but something just felt off. I felt more sluggish and weaker than the day I got hurt. I  finally got myself up after 20 minutes of me contemplating life and my existence, to go see Liz I do owe her an apology for not letting her know where I was going. I was cold and achy so I just put on some warm leggings an oversized sweatshirt and some fuzzy slippers, I looked over and saw the wheelchair and asked myself if I still needed it. I was feeling quite weak and dizzy today so I might as well wheel myself around for a few minutes since I'm only going downstairs to see Liz and maybe get some fresh air. I opened the door and sat in my chair so that it was easier for me to close the door.