I'm Your Father... (A Vic Fuentes Daughter Story)

I Said I'd Never Forget Your Face

Title Credit: Memories That Fade Like Photographs by All Time Low

Trigger Warning!

~~ Sophia's POV ~~ 

It's been four months, I have gotten closer with Megan but unfortunately she had gotten sicker, finally two months ago her parents took her out of school. They said it was because she had so many doctor appointments but I believed it was because they knew how long she had left. It saddens me, deeply, until the day she took her own life. Two weeks ago. I was too busy paying attention to myself to save her. 

The night of me and my dad's argument, I relapsed on my thighs, Jaime has been checking my wrists from time to time so I knew better than to just cut my wrists. Kids at school are mean, I've gotten beaten up a couple times, but dad never seemed to be home when I got home from school. Which is good because then if he was home, he would see my bruises and would freak out. 

Let's just say that me and dad have been having arguments more often, he's changed a bit, I don't know why. 

I walk downstairs, just another day of my regular schedule.

"Good morning," Jaime says as he walks out of the kitchen. 

I smile, "Morning." I grab my jacket. "See you later," I say as I leave the house to go to school. 

I enter the hallways of laughter, kids skateboarding down the hall as a teacher yells at him, threatening a detention but that doesn't stop him. As soon as someone lays their eyes on me their laughter turn into whispers shared with their neighbors. 

"I can't believe she actually came to school," A jock said to a preppy cheerleader. 

I sigh and grab my stuff from my locker as the bell rings. I take my time walking to class, soon enough it was just me walking while some random kid runs down the hallway to his classroom. I walk into the classroom, so much for being late, all eyes on me. 

"Ms. Fuentes," Ms. Bing says as I enter the classroom. 

Tina looks at me as I made my way to my desk, "Oh! You're here. I thought you killed yourself like your friend Megan," she whispers as she smirks.

The guy then looks at me, "Why don't you do us all a favor like your friend and kill yourself already?" He hisses at me. 

I sigh and turn on my phone, looking at the last messages Tina ever sent me, the messages I ignored by turning off my phone because I was thinking of my own problems when I should have been helping my best friend.

Hey, Soph?

I need someone to talk to. 

Like badly. 

...? 

Are you there? 

Soph? 

What's the purpose in life? 

Seriously. I am going to die anyways. 

I'm sorry. You have been such a great friend to me in my last days and I am grateful for that. I appreciate everything you have done for me, Soph. I will never forget you, I hope you never forget me. Tell my parents that I am sorry I couldn't be strong enough for them. 

I love you. 

I sigh to myself, I am torturing myself by doing this but I feel as if listening to her voicemail it's like she is still here with me. I plug my earphones into my phone and listen to the voicemail.