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4 | The Truth

A/N: warning!!!!!!mention of suicide!! Sorry!

"Grandma." I said looking up at her sadly.

"Yes honey, what is it?"

"Umm." I didn't know how to tell her. "You can tell me anything. Trust me, I wouldn't tell anyone." She put her arm around me.

"Well... m-mum well she's been acting so differently... since d-dad..." I couldn't finish my sentence.

I hate talking about my dad. I do love him, but it brings back so much memories off him and I just get emotional.

"I know what's it's like... I have noticed that your mothers been acting weird recently. She's not her own self. Her and your father were like best friends that were married." She said pulling me into a tight bear hug, making me free safe in her warm welcome.

"I-I miss h-him." I said a tear escaped.

"I know, I miss him too. He was a great man. He never worried anyone else with his worry's." I couldn't say anything.

"It effected everyone especially your mother when he killed hi-" she immediately shut up. I pulled away and looked up at her.

"W-what?" I said shocked. "D-Did you j-just say kill?" I struggled to talk.

She looked at me as her eyes widen and a single tear fell.

"Penny..." she started.

"What haven't you told me!?" I shouted.

"Your father... well he had he's own problems that he hide away from everyone and well...." she looked at her feet and then put her hand on top of mine. "Well he committed suicide..."

I ran. Not caring were I was going.

I stormed out of the house sprinting away my grandmother.

"PENNY!!" She shouted out the door as I ran into the cold rain.

How could no one tell me this? They all lied to me!! Said he was in a car ancient!

The wind blew my hair about madly as I made puddles everywhere I ran from my tears. I didn't know where I was going. All I knew it was the opposite direction of my house. I didn't want to go anywhere near that hell hole. I didn't want to get stuck into lies and torture. Not anymore.

After running for ages, I had to stop. I needed somewhere to hide. Somewhere safe and no one could find me.

I found an old building. A phototherapy places. It used to be a beautiful place here.... it was an old restaurant. I knew it very well... it was my dad's. he owned this place. It was the most famous restaurant in town. But when he died well it just got run down and now it's a place of memories.

I walked in the dusty old place and instantly brought back old memories. Happy ones and sad ones.

I walked around just remembering my dad. How wonderful he was and how loved he was... but I guess... he couldn't see that? He didn't believe in himself? 'Just like me?'

'Nothing like you!! He was a good person not like you!' My mind fought.

I walked up the creaky stairs and arrived at the roof. I walked over to the edge of the roof and sat myself down there. Quietly.

I closed my eyes as I listened to my horrible brain making fun of me.

All the nasty things that it says to me just pushes me over the edge. Literally.

"Dad..." I said in a whisper. "Why didn't anyone tell me? Why did you have to go!! Why didn't you tell anyone!" I froze as what I was saying. "Why don't I?" I said under my breath.

'Because no one cares about you! If you tell they wouldn't do a thing. They want you to go. Your nothing like your dad! People actually loved him.'

"WHYYY IS MY MIND LIKE THIS!?!? I KNOW ALL THE THINGS IT SAYS IS TRUE BUT WHY DOES IT HAVE TO REMIND ME EVERY FREAKIN DAY!!" I shouted thinking no one will hear me out here.

"I DO THIS!" I pulled down my sleeves to show my scars, bloody cuts showing all my pain.

"I DO REGRET IT!! BUT I CAN'T HELP MYSELF!! IT MAKES ME FEEL BETTER!! BUT YOU COULD HAVE TOLD SOMEONE! EVERYONE LOVED YOU! THEY WOULD HAVE HELPED!!" I fell to the ground crying.

"D-Dad."

"I can't tell anyone... expect you. No one cares or understand... why does everyone hate me?"

I looked up at the sky. I always felt like he was with me at times like this and that he'll always be there for me when I need him.

"Not everyone hates you." a voice said from behind me.

I froze. Someone followed me?

No one ever goes here now so someone must have followed. But who? And why?

Someone now knows! My secrets! Gone!

I spun around and saw... Craig? I looked at him with my tear stained eyes. I felt shit right now and I just wanted to end it all. Right now, and here.

"D-Did you follow m-me?" I panicked. My head started going light and everything around me started spinning.

"Maybe..." he looked at his feet. "I was walking home from football and well I hear someone scream your name and then you are running pass. I didn't want to get into your personal business, but you looked hurt." He said quietly.

I quickly pulled down my sleeves realising that he could see too much.

"No..." he said walked towards me. I took a step back. "I'm sorry. but I heard and there are people who like you. Not everyone hates you." He said calming.

"Craig! Seriously! Go!" I didn't know what to do.

"No! I can't leave you like this!" He walked forward again.

"Why do you care!" I shouted.

"Because I'm worried about you."

"You don't even know me!"

He just wants to find your secrets out and tell everyone!

"Your just like everyone else! Go away!" I shouted walking over to the edge getting ready to do it. Something I've always wanted to do.

"If you wouldn't go I'll go." I said.

"See you soon dad." I slightly smiled.

I closed my eyes and took a step of the edge.

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This story kind of moved on quickly. Sorry

Depression is no joke