Adopted by Cameron Dallas.

81.Talk

Addison

I felt bad after that. Especially since I know hoe it feels to be judged for that reason. If you hadn't have know that I had did that before you met me the person would never have guessed.

I went back downstairs to see her and dad.

"Hay dad can I talk to Sage", I asked.

"Really", he said a little to excited that I willingly wanted to talk to one of his girlfriends.

"Yeah", I said.

"Sage do you mind", I asked smiling.

"Of course not cmon", she said.

We went out to the porch and sat on the recliner chairs.

"What did you want to see me for", she asked.

"Um if you don't mind answering uh why did you cut the rope or chug the pills or I'm not sure", I said.

"I tried to shoot myself", she said looking down.

"But your still alive", I said.

"Turns out I have horrible aim and at the time I was too scared to have the gun but so close to my body so I had it as far as my arms could go I had my eyes closed and I shot my leg on accident", she smiled sadly.

"Why", I asked.

"My mom was re married at a man who was two years older than me and he used to touch me in my girlies and my cookie jar", she said. I smiled lightly at her code words.

"When I told my mom about it she just said I was lying and that I was mad that he could be my boyfriend if I wanted him to be which I didn't this was about two years ago but when she said that it mad me feel unwanted not only that but I was basically allowing him to rape me but I was scared to tell the police myself especially since there is no proof well at least I thought", she said.

"Anyways I started to blame myself for everything and my mom was so in love that she started to hate me and her boyfriend was raping me and everything seemed to be falling apart and one day I was in my room all alone and I thought enough was enough so I went in the shed and got the shot gun for emergencies and tried to commit suicide", she said.

"What happened after that", I asked.

"My mom found me and took me to the hospital where they did surgery on my leg immediately and well they had to amputate half of it", she said pulling up her pant leg. I didn't even notice the metal that peeped out her shoe.

"Wow", I said amused at how it looked.

"Your dad told me about your past and how you attempted and that you don't like his girlfriends", she said.

"Yeah", I said a little guilty I started to like her but I was getting the feeling she didn't like me because my dad said I hated all his girlfriends.

"Your different though", I said.

"You actually relate to me in a way that no one can", I admitted.

We sat in silence for a while til I thought of another question.

"Did you regret your decision", I asked.

"Yes and no", she said.

"During the surgery I saw my deceased little sister Mia", she said.

She was about to continue but I had to stop her.

"Wait are your serious because I've seen my mom before and she died too", I said excited to know I wasn't 100% mental.

"Yes we talked and we could go anywhere we wanted to and life was nice", she smiled.

"Except when I woke up I had 1 1/2 legs", she said as her eyes got glossy.

"I used to do gymnastics my coach once told me I could qualify for the Olympics
But when I came back they doubted I'd even qualify for regular competitions", she said a tear slipped out.

I got out my chair and gave her a hug.

"You know what my dad told me to do once", I asked.

"What"

"He told me that can't never could do anything and if I said I couldn't do something I wouldn't do it and saying can't is saying no to your dreams and hopes", I said.

"When was the last time you did gymnastics", I asked.

"7 or 8 months ago", she replied.

"Well who says you can't get back out there", I asked.

"Um I don't kn-"

"EXACTLY", I said excited.

"You are the only person who is aloud to hold you back you can listen to anyone's opinion but what matters is who's opinion you take and run with", I said.

"I'm getting a pep talk by a thirteen year old", she joked.

"Hay I'm giving you a good pep talk", I giggled.

"It's really nice talking to you Addison but I have question for you", she said.

"Sure", I said.

"Um what did your dad day to you that made you want to kill yourself because he said that he said something but he can't remember I mean he really tried to rem-"

"He called me and accident", I said quickly

"Oh", she said sadly.

"Please don't be mad at him we've already had so many troubles from that", I said.

"Trust me I will not say a peep", she smiled.

"But yeah he called me and accident when he was frustrated with me which at the time he was getting frustrated with me every day", I said.

"Sometimes I did nothing wrong yet he yelled at me I think it was his job and the fact that I didn't want to do every single tipping he asked me to do so he got mad a lot and it was usually taken out on me but things got better"" I said.

"So did you regret it", she asked me.

"For the most part yes because I did see my mom but she told me that I did something bad and that if I hadn't pulled through my dad would have been a mess he wouldn't be able to take care of my siblings", I said.

We talked a bit more and it just made me realize that my dad dies so a lot to supply for me so when we back in I gave him a hug and I feel like I haven't given him one in a while.

He was taken back at first but hugged back soon after.

Finally everything felt like it was falling into place.