You never cared.. so why should I?

Clearing Up The Rumors

"I can't do that to them.. They're family." Tommy says, making me clench my fists. "When have they ever acted like it?"

That sentence alone is enough to make Tommy tremble. I notice the glint in his eyes and the tears threatening to fall. His excuse of a family may not notice it, but they've basically abused Tommy all their lives. Maybe not physically, but in the place where it matters most.

"They're trying." Those words, and those words alone, are enough to make me feel sick.

"Trying? Tommy, they don't care. They're using you." Purpled suddenly blurts out. "You may seem them as some all high and mighty figures of the world, but their bags of shit. They don't care nor will they ever. Move on while you still can."

Tommy's expression suddenly becomes unreadable. His face is blank with tears streaming down as if it's the last time they ever will, but he remains unfathomed. Unreadable and a complete mystery.

"Tom.. we only want whats best for you, I swear-"
"NO!" Tommy interrupts me mid sentence and I can finally see him. I can see the pain and the guilt. His expression, a complete mess and it makes my heart burn. This is the result of burn out.

"You don't get to decide what's good for me! I chose to forgive them, so I can do as I please. It may seem painstakingly obvious to you that they're 'manipulating' me, but I can swear to you that they are more than what you think. They CARE for me, more than you ever have."

...

I hear Purpled's chair grunt as it slides against the ground and I watch Purpled's turned back leave the hospital room, his belongings in hand.

I know I shouldn't leave, but what Tommy said can't be excused. "I'll talk to you later, Tommy."

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TOMMY

"What is freedom? The ability to do what I please and wander the lands as I deserve. That is what my family showed me. They showed me how my life could go and what obstacles I would face. They taught me how to get through them and how to, if I ever needed to, escape from the grasps of the toxic beings on this earth.

My family is nothing but good to me. They always have been and will continue to be, amazing.

I was around the age of 15 when I left my home, without the knowledge of my family. This was not because of problems or any miscommunication between us, but because I was an immature child, nestled between my wrongs and rights. I didn't know what I was doing.

While I was away from my family, I broke my phone, accidentally cutting contact with my family. That is the reason we have not spoken.

The rumors that have built up to this day are purely false. I see no reason in why I have to explain it in such a formal manner, but I will if it means everyone realizes just how caring my family is. Further information and clearer explanations will bring available soon."

I stare at my essay and hesitate before pressing post. The false story of my childhood is now available for all the world to see. The life I wish I had will now forever be everyone else's view and reality towards me.

uhm!  so this is a super rushed chapter but its just a starter while i plan out the rest of the chapters.  idk how i originally wanted this to end, so enjoy🙂‍↕️😃