Lilith has had a rough life.
Neglected
forced to grow up young,
and distant form most of her peers alongside from two of her friends who are more enticed by the thought of popularity than anything else. Though after she met Scott everything chang...
I am unable to pinpoint it but I have this worst feeling in my stomach of this man who's my so-called father. I am unsure if it's the way he turned up out of thin air or the way it just seemed off to me. This reminded me of something that had accrued before my mother's passing. He kept glancing at me if I was something new. I noticed in the mirror how Scott couldn't even take his eyes off my father either.
Pulling up to the house, I showed him the area and ended up inside the house where he were to pick a room. We passed mother's, coming to a pause he pushed the door open everything was untouched and police tape could still be found in the door cracks along with on the bed posts.
"Your mother was beautiful" Hanging his head low before turning to me. " And I can tell you're also beautiful just like she is." Turning away at this comment to see Scott in a glaring mode at my father. Was there something to be worried about?
The night had come to an end. It was dead silent I fell asleep quickly that I do not remember even shutting my eyes. When I awoke form my slumber, Scott was sitting next to me. I rubbed my eyes and ran my fingers though my matted sleep hair, looking at him.
"Are you going to make this a habit?"
"I just needed to talk to you..."
"You couldn't have waited?"
I saw him, I noticed something in his hands. This was similar to the same one I had found in my mother's room a camera.
"I found this while I was in the bathroom. I played it downstairs and it's a video diary It explains some stuff and I would like you to see it."
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