chapter 10- The past.

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2 years back  

Blair's P.O.V 

it was my birthday. I was so excited. I was going to spend the day with mom and dad in Brooklyn. I was super excited because I was spending time with my parents after a really long time. My dad told me that mom and him will meet me directly in our other apartment in Brooklyn. I went to the apartment and got out of the car and opened the door of the apartment, I almost passed out after what I saw. I was shocked, I had no ides what was going on. I wanted someone to come, pinch me and tell me this is a dream. There I saw my mothers body, lifeless, blood all on the floor and then my dad came out of the room with a knife in his hand. I started to walk away. "Blair,I haven't done this. Please believe me. She was here when I came, I went to check inside and I found this knife",he said all this obviously making it up. "you killed my mother", that's all I could say at that time and I broke down crying. "please believe me" he begged. why should I? I always knew something was wrong between mom and dad but I never knew it was this wrong. The police came after sometime and took her body away, after two days her funeral took place, Serena and her family drove from Manhattan to Brooklyn to see us. My dad got away from the police and he wasn't sent to prison. I stopped talking to him after that day. I told Serena everything that happened. Her mom, was my moms best friend and she was ready to take me to her house. So I left and lived with Serena for a few months, but then my mothers lawyer got the will and her entire property was left with me. So I had money to buy a new place. My dad kept on calling me, trying to reach me but I never called back. truth was I never talked to him ever since my mother died.

Present - 

Blair's P.O.V  

that night, he called again. After one whole year and I did not pick it up. And that's the reason I got really mad at harry. I shouldn't have, I know that. But I couldn't help it. That night I kept on thinking about my mother and father and...Harry.

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