Marriage with 'The Beast'

Chapter 39 ~ As a family.

I turned off the call before she could say anything else. I realized that it may have been rude of me, but what I really needed to do was think everything through. 

But if I thought about it myself, alone, then I wouldn't get anywhere. I had to do what I would've done if something was upsetting me before.

Discuss it with my family. 

I tried to sleep, so I could talk to them in the morning. But I couldn't wait that long. I wouldn't be able to sleep until I talked things through.

I walked over to our shared bedroom's door and turned on the lights. I shook Vanessa a little. She jerked awake, "what happened?" She mumbled half confused and half annoyed. 

"I need to talk. As a family." I answered nonchalantly, watching her expressions change. 

She turned serious and held my hand, "okay, let's go wake mom and dad." 

Once they were awake we crawled into their bed. I looked down at my fidgeting fingers in an attempt to distract myself from discussing what I woke them all up for. 
The three of them watched me in silence. 

I hadn't realized how long it had been since we'd done this. The last time, being when Vanessa decided to get married. 

The first time being, when someone copied Vanessa's work and handed it in before her, and the teacher thought that Vanessa was the one who copied. Vanessa was seven, and couldn't sleep all night. So she went to tell our mom, who then woke me and our dad up so we could all talk about it as a family at five in the morning. Ever since, we've always woken each other up and climbed onto our parents' bed and talked at any time, and for as long as we needed to. 

My eyes started to fill with tears for the first time since the day I talked to my parents about seeing Scott on the trip. I'm usually an overly emotional wreck but I'd just realized that I hadn't cried once over any of these rumors or even over the marriage breaking. 

I rested my head on my mom's shoulder, and she combed my hair aside with her fingers like she did when I was in high school. 

"Mrs. Wilson called me." I started, "she said that she hasn't spoken to Mason for three months and that I'm probably the last person he talked to." I paused for a moment, " and she wants my help in looking for him and bringing him back home." 

"And you don't want to?" My dad asked, trying to look understanding, but sounding more confused. 

My mom sighed, "I think we're all a little lost concerning the entire situation. You didn't really tell us what happened and how everything ended. You just told your dad and me that you were going to tell him about Scott and clear things up. When a few days went by and you didn't come back, it was hard not to tell Vanessa all that we knew. It's hard to talk about, I bet. But we've given you all the space you needed. Now try to tell us all that you can Sarah. This is the time to say it. So we can help." 

With tears still in my eyes, I told them what happened after he crashed into our sign.
"... I felt like he didn't deserve me if he could think that low of me. How could I marry a man like that? Especially since his parents didn't want this relationship anyway. It felt like I was making sacrifice after sacrifice just for a toxic relationship. So I finally told him that I wasn't pregnant, and told him to leave me alone." I finished, before muttering, "he's probably out partying somewhere anyway," under my breath.

I started to scratch off the chipped nail polish on my nails. "But there's also a chance that he was just hurt and didn't know how to handle it. So he did exactly what you told him to do, leave you alone. But along with you, he left his family too. And if that's true then that can lead to horrible rash decisions. I'd be concerned too." My mom put her two cents in.