Cracks In Our Hearts [BWWM]

10. I Hurt To

I looked at them and Jessica eyes started to water. I turn going back into my room.

"What's wrong?" I spoke in Spanish.

"Your father died last night." She said back in Spanish.

I just stood there not sure what to say back to her.

"Stay there with your friend till I work things out." She said.

David and The other three walked into the room. I held up a hand before they could talk.

"How long will that be?" I asked.

"Three weeks." She said with a cracking voice.

"How did it happen?" I asked emotionless.

"He went into cardiac arrests last night, they couldn't save him." She said now crying.

"Okay." That was all I could say.

"He was your father and you can at least act like you loved him." She yelled at me.

I didn't say anything to her just let the anger build in me.

"He loved you, you stupid whore." She yelled louder.

"Fuck you, he was a dirty old rapist. It's good he's dead you bitch." I yelled in English and hung up.

I just screamed out for a second and tried to throw my phone. A hand caught my wrist and I knew it was Jessica. I stood there and looked at her, she wasn't crying and the others seem to understand what happened.

I calmed myself and looked at them, they all had worry on there faces. My heart squeezed for them, I don't want them to worry about me.

"Can you guys give me a moment?" I asked and they all nodded.

Jessica hugged me but I didn't return it. The last to leave was David and looked at me but I just turned to the window. I heard the door softly click behind him and I felt better.

I'm not sure if I want to scream or smile about the fat ass whole. I can't help but feel she was right about something's. He was a father to me no matter much of a fuck up he was. He cared for me, bought me food and clothes and at one point good to me.

I don't know what's wrong with me I should just hate the guy but I can't. I don't hate him but I don't love him either. I sat on my bed and removed my robe. I just need to think, I laid down pulling the cover over my head.

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The last 4 days where a blur that ran together. I haven't been out of my room much or ate anything. I really didn't want to leave and more so I didn't want to face the others. I haven't seen them much but I hear Logan and David leave for work everyday.

David came to my door everyday and just talk threw it to me. Told me about everybody's day but I didn't feel like talk. It was dark and I was taking a shower and going to bed. I was in my PJs already but I wasn't really comfortable.

I walked out the room and David, Logan and Mason all sat at the kitchen table talking. Two of them looked up at me but David didn't.

"Hello dear, feeling better?" Mason asked.

"I don't know how I feel" I said sadly.

"You should eat something, you have ate in the four days." Logan said smiling.

"Or maybe just go back in your room and feel sorry for yourself." David said angry.

We all looked at him shocked at how he just snapped.

"Whatever David!" I said walking to the bathroom.

"I know I'm whatever to you, just say fuck me for four days!" He yelled back.