The Bad Boy's Sleeping Beauty

Chapter 29

It was the worst feeling in the world to feel this lonely. The house was silent and haunted me with memories of the past when this house wasn't as dull and dreary.

I hadn't gone to school for a few days now and I had suddenly come to notice the pale, dull, grey that the house seemed to be cast in. My room was a mess and so was the kitchen, but all the other rooms remained spotless and clean.

It was today that I felt extremely lonely and had the sudden urge to call someone who would ease my loneliness but I knew I didn't really want people to see me in this state, especially Zayne.

He had come numerous times and knocked on the front door but I never answered because I wasn't sure if I was ready to face him after seeing him with another woman. My heart still ached at the memory, so I tried to block off all memories relating to Zayne.

I also surprisingly missed my father. He was the only person who I had left and even though he did horrible things to me I couldn't hold onto this grudge anymore and suffer alone in this damned house.

So, I decided that it was about time that I payed him a visit in the rehabilitation center. I knew it was inevitable, but I had hoped that it wouldn't be at a time like this. A time where the world seemed so bleak.

When I arrived at the center I almost turned around and went back home. I mean how could I face the man who tried to force himself on me, my own father, how? I wasn't sure if I could forgive him but it was my intention because I couldn't live with this hate and bear this grudge any longer. I needed peace in my life.

The nurse at the front desk was very nice and escorted me to my fathers ward and showed me where he normally was if he wasn't in his room. I clutched my phone in my hand and sucked in a deep breath before entering the ward.

His room number was 501.

Upon entering the ward I noticed two other men in the room. One looked relatively young and the other was an older man who seemed to be in his late 30s or early 40s. My father was no where to be seen though, so I decided to just leave and come back another day but as I turned around I came face to face with Benedict, my father.

"Aurora," his hoarse voice said.

I didn't know what to say to him. I think he realized that I wasn't prepared at all because he tried to make conversation.

"I didn't expect to see you here. It's okay, but wow! Chris, Tony this is my daughter."

The two men smiled at me I returned their smiles.

"Do you want to go outside? It's better out in the gardens."

I nodded and let my father lead the way before following him down the path. We were both silent for a while, both trying to grasp the right words. I looked up at my father and noticed that he was more at peace with himself, he was just admiring the scenery.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" He asked, his eyes falling on me.

I nodded and agreed with him. "How have you been?" I asked.

He smiled a little. "Better. This place really helps, you know. The patients understand one another, even though we don't have the same problems. They don't judge you here."

I was glad that he was getting the treatment he needed and that he was becoming a better person.

"How long do you have left?"

My sense of loneliness was starting to kick in. I just wanted to knew when he'd return, because after all that has happened I don't think I can go on and try to brave everything on my own.