Chapter 3: For The Love Of A Daughter
- Mom's POV -
Jackie has gotten lost, I have no idea where we went wrong. I saw her storm past me, almost knocking me over on the way out. I started closing the door when I saw her laptop still open. I looked behind me, making sure she was already in the kitchen before walking over to her bed. I sat and almost cried when I saw the article that was open. It was about eating disorders. I read trhough the article and clicked open second tab. That was even worse. That article was about cutting. I wanted to cry my heart out, my beautiful daughter was cutting and starving herself and I didn't even noticed. Emma had grown up so well and so successful, how did we go wrong with Jackie? Why did she get lost?
I got up and noticed the bathroom door was open. I walked in, but only saw a towel lying on the floor. Maybe I had interrupted her. I walked out her room, slowly closing the door behind me and went into the kitchen. Jackie was playing with her food and half gone. I feel a huge relief but as soon as I walked in she picked up the plate and threw the food in the garbage. The food was half gone, but I never saw her eat a bite.
- Jackie's POV -
"you only ate half" I heard mom behind me
"I ate big lunch." I lied
"are you sure?" she asked
"yes MOTHER" I said annoyed before leaving the kitchen. The guilt was starting to come over me. I lied to my mom everyday, it was getting easier and easier.... until today. That stupid music was getting into my head and changing me. I never had a problem with it before today. Demi owes me big time for this. She's ruining my plans.
I went to my room, slamming the door behind me. For The Love Of A Daughter had just started playing and I went back to the computer, but it was no use. I slammed my laptop shut and tossed it to the ground
landing safely on a pile of clothes.
I walked into the bathroom and laid on the floor like before. I put the towel on my lap and took the razor out of my pocket. I lowered the razor into my wrist and started cutting. I won't let myself fail again this time. I heard the music in the background:
Oh father
Please father
Put the bottle down
For the love of a daughter
Don't you remember
I'm your baby girl
I ignored the music this time, only making it more painful as i continued cutting.
I leaned back against the wall and watched the blood spill onto the towel. It's mesmerizing. I couldn't stop the tears from falling down. I picked the razor again, but just as i did he bathroom door opened. The only time I forgot to lock the door and I saw my mom standing there and staring at my wrist. Now it's just another reason to be angry at myself.
- Mom's POV -
I sat down the table and cried just thinking about the possibility that Jackie cuts herself. My husband came home from the study, he saw me crying.He walked over and sat next to me, with his hand on my shoulder.
"What happened?" I heard him asked
I told him everything and he just kept looking at me and nodding.
"What do we do? David grew up so nice, where did we go wrong?" I asked hin.
"Maybe it's not that we went wrong, maybe it's that we didn't notced in the first place." he responded
