One In A Million

Chapter 55

29/03/2015

- BERLIN -

"Brooke's POV"

"I have left Dortmund with a heavy heart, that's undeniable. I wish I could have extend my stay there, to spend more great of enjoyable moments with my two best friends, but I couldn't, I had other priorities set in my plans, one on the top of them which was to see my family again, Berlin was calling, my family was calling.

Of course, the wave of shock have been pretty violent for everyone when I emerged by surprise at home. From our reunion, emerged as much of tears, but also as much of incomprehension, and anger, a composition of different emotions. It earned me a slap in the face from my mom. I guess it was her way to express the held in emotions, varying from anger, distress, worry, and mostly her bliss exulting out, of seeing me, alive, alive and alive. I have been aware what mom endure all along that time, she has been questioning continually of my whereabouts, or must have think on the worst of the scenarios, well, let's say she wasn't in denial, I found myself in serious troubles, a life at risk, obliging me to leave everything back behind. My choices resulted in disastrous consequences for sure, but I was being offered a second chance, and for nothing in the world I would screw it up, not this time.
I haven't in that such harmony with myself for a long time, it felt amazing to be back home, home sweet home. Surrounded only of beautiful people, thats all I was needy of.

Every of my secrets have been exposed, even the darkest ones. I didn't want to hide anything to them, I have been lying enough during all that time to my beloved, this mental strain finally came to an end. I felt light as a feather, free from this lump in my stomach, free from this stress holding back my hapiness, I was myself again, the real Brooke.

On my Mom's side, she totally flipped out as more revelations were spoken out of my mouth. She flew herself into a towering rage at the second I pronounced Michael's name, and mostly aggravated when I related of his involvement into that nightmare, from how he found me in Dortmund, the torture, everything he did to me. Michael was name was on her black list name, since the very first time he has raised his hand on me, she vowed him an ardent loathe, and made a promise if he ever get to touch me, she'll fix that matter. Oh god, mom, never I saw that expression of sorrows reading on her face, a sadness mixed with a bitter anger. As a mom, her only could understand this feeling. She must have felt useless on this case of matter, feeling responsible for what I endured. She has made me a solemn promise, that always and forever I'd be her priority, she'll protect me at any costs, and she performed so well her task, oh no, I could never complain. Mom had always protected me from everything, even during my late years, even now. So, now my turn had come to ease off that wrong idea of her mind. I promise how amazing she is, and that I have the best mom in the world.

She has kept of questioning me about why didn't I seek any help. Yes, she wasn't happy about that, concerning that point, I remained speechless, I couldn't debate but only justify my choices of having not seek. My only aim was to keep this demon away from my family, and it paid off although of what I had to sacrifice. We spent lasting hours at debating on this topic, but never came on a final agreement. It was so identical for Sophia, yes, she was absolutely overwhelmed with joy when she found me at home after she came back from school, gosh I thought the roof would collapse from her countless jumps, you call feel the walls vibrating. That girl was not human, I had always said. I never felt so happy of seeing my lovingly annoying sister, gosh, what a feeling. Sophia absented from school during the next two days, on a very special permission from mom and Bernard, damn, what a lucky girl.

But the most sensible and inevitable topic, something that couldn't be avoided, was Marco. I couldn't lie about that, and talking about him definitely opened my still bleeding wounds. Never I thought it could be that mentally demanding, on explaining every details, the break up, and mostly the hate he had towards me, how he didn't give me a chance of explaining out the whole matter. Of course, that didn't please them, all have grown a thorough grudge at Marco. Mom even stopped from listening at my story so much she got annoyed, another unbearable matter to her. She was so full, had so enough, her jar was full and couldn't take of it anymore. The only words she pronounced were "no matter of the circumstances, Marco better never ever dare to show his face again, never." It couldn't be clearer that his name now was written on her black list of the people she labelled as "abomination" .