Trapped in Blood: A Childhood Beyond Betrayal!

BLURRED MEMORIES✨

DAVIS HOUSE- BEDROOM- DAY

Grace walked in and found Hope laying down. It's been over a week and she's still a mess. Grace sat next to her with a tray of breakfast and said...

"How are you?".
"I'm fading. All I do is lay in bed, and hope I fall asleep before I completely fall apart. I'm lost mom, nothing makes sense, nothing feels real".
"Look, I know this is difficult and painful, and I know it's hard to accept. But try and allow it. Allow yourself to feel the pain and suffering; it's okay if it doesn't make any sense right now. Just don't fight it, let it stay and let it take its course. Ultimately, you'll come out stronger and things will start making sense again in the end."

"I can't live without Tasha mom. A day without her feels like eternity. It's like something was ripped off my chest".
"You going to have to find a way to survive baby. I informed Nancy. Get up and go to her".
"Okay".

THERAPIST OFFICE- DAY

When Hope arrived at the office, she didn't see anyone at the reception desk. Without hesitation, she walked straight into Nancy's office, and was surprised and a bit happy when she saw Tasha sitting there.

"Tasha? What are you doing here?".
"Isn't it funny? How you're the damaged one but I'm the one in the therapist office? This is how much damage you did to me". Tasha smirked
"I know it's not professional but since you're here let's have a two way session".

Nancy said and she didn't have to tell Hope twice. She rushed and grabbed the chair and sat opposite with Tasha, just admiring her.

"I haven't seen you in over a week but it felt like forever. You have no idea how happy I am to see you".
"Read the room Hope, or at-least my face. This is not a reunion".
"I know but I missed you like crazy. I treated you like shit and you have every right to leave me but even I'm suffering. I made mistakes, I'm only human after all".

"And I'm not?". Tasha asked angrily
"You know that's not what I meant. Tasha it's hard being a good human being when you grew up the way I did".

Her voice was very fragile and gentle. There was despair in her voice and face.

"You don't get to treat someone like shit just because you're hurting especially when you know how it feels".
"I know that now but please understand that I'm tying my hardest".
"Name one thing you did that can support the "I am trying" statement. Hope, mental health can be an explanation but never an excuse, you need to take accountability for your actions".

"And it's why I'm here. To fight for you, to take back all the pain I caused you".
"And exactly how are you going to do that? You've taken out your anger and depression on me. You're no different from your mother, always looking for someone to blame".

"I'm sorry. It's hard Tasha, being traumatic. I've always had to apologise for overreacting and lashing out but no one has ever apologised for making me this way. I wonder why it's so easy for everyone to leave me?".
"Then how long? How long was I supposed to endure it? I didn't deserve the hell you gave me, hope. I was ready to ruin my self for you, no, I ruined myself for you Hope".

"But why is it so easy for you to let me go? I thought you'd sleep on it and you'd wake up with a clear heart. But you're still angry".
"Because I felt so much, that I started to feel nothing. You taught me that people can easily forget that others are humans too".

"It's true that I caused you pain and trauma but I'm still a child who needs some love. I overlooked your pain because of my own hatred and suffering".
"You're the depressed one, it's you who's miserable and suicidal but it's me who needs to be saved and in the therapist office".