After talking to her I felt a wave of relief wash over me,yeah I know have talked to Evans about it but he kept venting on and on about how he wished he could have my dad in front of him and the numerous things he would have done to him,my mum never wants to talk about it,since it happened she hasn't said a word about it leaving me to be burdened by it but Mrs Jennings listened
"Am glad you told me but you didn't have to,am even surprised you told me" she said taking off her shoes and getting comfortable
"Woah,saying I didn't have to tell you after I told you, that's classic" I said trying to ease the tension
"I wanted to tell you anyways" I finished"I noticed when you talked you seemed void of emotions, you didn't even cry,do you mind telling me what was going through your head while you talked" she asked
"Well I have cried more than enough times because of it so i have become void of emotions,that way it won't hurt me more than it already did,you can say am between emotional and emotionless" I told her
There was an awkward silence for a while
"What was going through your mind??" She asked reminding me of her last question
"Ohh...was just really wondering why he did it, its easy to blame the alcohol but he's supposed to keep me safe from monsters not to be the monster I would run from" I said tiredly not wanting to talk any further and she seemed to get it.
The rest of the day went pretty okay and so did therapy,my friends sent me flowers and letters,they didn't visit because I want to heal completely and not just physically but everything and therapy helped with that
I was finally good to go home,I am still on therapy but I would be discharged today,she suggests I go to Christian fellowships but I don't know.
Mummy went to sign my discharge papers while I changed to my house clothe,I was gathering my stuffs when a nurse came in to check my vitals and all,she was really sweet."You look beautiful there is this light in your eyes,it wasn't there weeks ago" she said smiling at me and I smiled back
"I feel better than weeks ago" I said smiling
She packed her stuffs and before she left
"Bethany....." She called out"Yea...." I answered unsure
"How are you" she asked sincerely
"I feel better than yesterday" I said looking at my wrist
"Good" and with that she was through the door,I felt different
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Am sorry for the very inexcusable late update but I assure it was due to uncontrollable reasons,once again am sorry.......
Happy new year everyone, I pray you would have a wonderful year ahead of you. Amen
Once again your ideas I highly welcone ,I actually really do need them now,thank youLove mola
11-01-2016

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fierce and forgiving:second chances
Teen FictionLike everyone else Bethany Spraut has a story,a past,one filled with bitterness,sadness and hurt....she idolised her father placing him on a pedestal,he was her hero but it all changed in a twinkle of an eye,she discovered he wasn't the same man tha...