Addictions [REVERSE]

67. Move on

Hola, its the first of December but if you read this it might not be, only because I finished writing up the chapter at 21:42 and I'm exhausted but I wanted to update for you lot. Dedication, I know. Have you all got your advent calendars? ;) Counting down till Xmas.

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I dragged my suitcase, stopping once outside the airport giving a last glance at my hometown. A flood of emotions washed over me. Relief. Despair. I had chosen to run away from my problems, fighting had exhausted me and DAMN I needed a break.

After the usual procedures in the airport I was sat on the plane as the plane got ready to depart, there was no going out of this now.

Maybe it was time to put the past behind me, and I hoped that my brother would accept me with open arms. That was what worried me, would he be happy to see his little sister again? After being humiliated and mocked that I was a sin, would he understand.

What pushed me towards him was that he knew. He knew that I was not at fault, that the lies were too fake and that Zackary would sexually abuse me. I guess one reason he left was the guilt that ate him up as he failed to protect me.

"You think you can stop me?" A harsh voice asked in a threatening manner, Zackary had no intention of letting go of my hair as he pulled each strand into a fist yanking it away from my skull so I cried out in pain.

Helpless. My brother stood their  unable to do anything  as he clenched his fist tight.

"You can do nothing?" He spat, my brothers face moulding in a scowl. "I'm rich, powerful!" He stated in mockery, in any cases he was telling the truth. "I will ruin your dreams, and destroy your parents," I didn't doubt that either.

That's what distanced him from me, my brother started to believe I was pathetic. Deep down he knew that wasn't the case, he knew I was strong since I never told my parents. I was too ashamed and I wanted to protect them no matter how bad they thought of me. That is why after my parents death, I left Zackary I ran away. My brother had gone in excuse of education, he didn't even attend my parents funeral but then again neither did I. I hadn't even gone to visit their graves yet. Zackary had no chance of finding me, especially under the likings of Alexis and I felt as though Alexis may have had something to do with it. All those years, maybe it was Alexis who kept me away from Zackary. As much as I loved Alexis including every beautiful imperfection, we hadn't developed a physical relationship neither were we partners. We were just lovers.

I found that Alexis had problems of his own, and that I wasn't quite ready. I had to let my self fully recover before I started a new life. However, Alexis had other plans and money came first in his eyes. That may have been true for a powerful young man such as himself but that shattered everything I thought I knew about Alexis. He was the only family I had, I had wished he had considered the same because as far as I knew family came first.

Maybe that was my mistake, I didn't abide my own rule by sharing all my sorrows with my family and now I was paying for it.

So what best was it to mourn? I wanted to put the past behind me and move on. 

And...

if and when the times comes i'll visit Alexis and return the debt weighted on my shoulder. If money was what he choose, he would get the money until I was free from the burden he put before me.  

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