Title Credit: Hold Onto Me by Mayday Parade
~~ Sophia's POV ~~
He walks in, "Look, we need to talk about this okay? We need to talk because not talking is making everything just worse in this house. I am your father, I should know everything about your life, even if I wasn't there. I want to make it all up to you here and now, I want to be there for you." he kneels down in front of me, both of his hands on each side of me, as he stares at me.
I didn't dare to look up, I just nodded as I stared at my hands that laid on my lap.
"Why won't you look at me?" He whispered as I felt his eyes still on me.
He already knows everything what does he want a confirmation about all of my past? I thought
"Yes." He stated.
"Did I say that out loud?"
He nods as he places his hand under my chin, gently he lifts my head so I can have eye contact with him, "is it all true?"
I look into his brown eyes, I saw the hurt and pain in them, I look away as a tear escapes only to be caught by his thumb.
"Yes," I quietly said as he sighs to himself, "I was beaten, broken, abused, mistreated, neglected, raped, molested, bullied, tortured and all for what? Nothing. For nothing because people are stupid and naive when they are on drugs! People have no sense of what they are doing so they do the most outrageous things in the earth like selling their own daughter to men who they have never met before!" He just stares into my eyes, hoping to see where I will just pop out say 'just kidding!' but I knew it wasn't there. So did he.
"I screamed and screamed and no one heard me! It was like... I was being silenced by my own tongue. Then girls at school would laugh at me because I wore these baggy clothes, clothes that were ripped. They started calling me fat and ugly and I believed them because I didn't have anyone to teach me that I was beautiful! I had no one to tell me and hold me... I fell for everyone's tricks that it just became hard for me to trust because I didn't know wrong from right and right from wrong."
My dad hugs me, "Shhh shh" He says as he sits next to me on the bed, he places me on his lap as he hugs, "It's all okay now... it's all okay."
"I needed you, dad! And you weren't there! Why did you leave?" I ask as I stand up from his lap.
"What do you mean?"
"You left mom when she was pregnant! She told me you never wanted me!"
"Honey, that's not true!" He says standing up so he was now towering over me just a bit.
"Did you only take me in out of pity? More fame?"
"I never knew you existed!" He yelled, "Why are you asking this now after all these months?!"
"Because you defended me when the social worker said that your decision to take me it was a mistake, you defended me like no one else has! You stayed in that hospital room when I was unconscious! Jaime and Jessica stayed when they found out about my past and now you know about my past and you are still staying. You didn't run." I say as tears flow down my cheeks.
"I've said it before and I'll say it again, Mija. I will never leave! You are my daughter and a father should never leave their child. Never."
I instantly hug him, "I'm sorry." I sobbed.
"Don't be sorry," he whispered as he rubbed my back
"No, I have to be, you have to put up with me." I look at him, "I love you, dad."
"I love you too, Mija. I always will." He kisses my forehead as I smile.
He lets go of the hug but I pull him right back into the hug, "Please just... hold onto me.."
"Okay." I could hear a smile form on his lips, "My little girl," he whispers to himself.
~~
Me and my dad walk down the stairs to find the guys without the girls.
"Where'd the girls go?" My dad asks
"Home, it was getting late," Uncle Mike says as I sit next to him and hug him, "Missed you, munchkin. Never scare us like that again."
"I'm sorry.." I whisper to him, then look at everyone else, "I'm sorry to all of you."
"Never scare us like that again. I don't know what we'd do without you," Tony says as he kisses my forehead.
Jaime kept his head down, "Jaime, I'm not mad at you." He looks at me with a smile on his face.
"Hug me to prove it!"
I go over to him and hug him, "Thank you for staying through it all," I whisper.
"That's what family is for."
I smile at his comment.
We watched a movie and played a few games, I then walk to the bathroom but on the way out I walked into my dad's music room.
I stared at the stringed instrument in amazement, how can someone create such a wonderful thing that makes such glorious music? I pick up the guitar as I sit down, I gently set the guitar's body on my lap and began to strum the strings as I hum a tune.
"What doesn't kill you
Makes you wish you were dead." I began to sing (Video On top!)
"Got a hole in my soul, growing deeper and deeper.
And I can't take one more moment of this silence.
The loneliness is haunting me.
And the weight of the world's getting harder to hold up.
It comes in waves, I close my eyes.
Hold my breath and let it bury me.
I'm not okay, and it's not alright.
Won't you drag the lake and bring me home again?
Who will fix me now? Dive in when I'm down?
Save me from myself, don't let me drown.
Who will make me fight? Drag me out alive?
Save me from myself, don't let me drown.
What doesn't destroy you, leaves you broken instead.
Got a hole in my soul growing deeper and deeper.
And I can't take one more moment of this silence.
The loneliness is haunting me.
And the weight of the world's getting harder to hold up.
It comes in waves, I close my eyes.
Hold my breath and let it bury me.
I'm not okay, and it's not alright
Won't you drag the lake and bring me home again?
Who will fix me now? Dive in when I'm down?
Save me from myself, don't let me drown.
Who will make me fight? Drag me out alive?
Save me from myself, don't let me drown.
'Cause you know that I can't do this on my own.
(Woah oh oh oh)
'Cause you know that I can't do this on my own.
(Woah oh oh oh)
'Cause you know that I can't do this on my own.
(Woah oh oh oh)
('Cause you know that I can't do this on my own.)
Who will fix me now?
Who will fix me now?
Who will fix me now? Dive in when I'm down?
Save me from myself, don't let me drown." I finished as I strummed the guitar one last time.
I heard clapping come from the door, "Your daughter is very talent, Vic."
I turn around, "Oh my gosh you're Austin Carlile."
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I'm Your Father... (A Vic Fuentes Daughter Story)
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