The Secret Behind the Scars

Part 4

Day 6

My mother had a, for a lack of a better term, bitch fit when I told her how Liam still rejected me. She had screamed, she had cursed, something she never does, she even went as far as throwing a book across the room. But, the worse thing was the tears. After her fit of rage, she broke down into a fit of tears and they didn't stop until she had passed out from exhaustion.

                       

I almost broke down with her, to be honest with you. It's not fair! It's not fair that I have to die because of some arse hole decision that Liam made. Why me? Why do I have to have a soul mate that rejects me? Why doesn't Liam want me? Is that girl that Liam says he is in love with really worth my life?

I called my dad last night. He has been gone on a business trip for the past two weeks, so he has no clue to what is going on. All he knows is that my palm was itching and burning and irritating me and that was the day he left. I haven't talked to him since he left, until last night that is.

My dad and I have never been close. We were never the type to sit down and talk or just hang out. He is still my father and I still love him, but I never actually formed a connection with him. That being the case, he still has the right to know what is going on.

I actually formed a connection with him last night. After I told him everything that happened so far, he went quiet for a while. I had actually thought he had hung up on me until I heard some sniffling on the other side. He had started crying and started crying with him. I have never once heard or seen my dad cry and knowing I am the reason he is crying breaks me.

My dad had the exact opposite reaction of my mom. My mom started off yelling and throwing things and then broke down into tears. My dad broke down into tears first and then started yelling and threatening Liam. He promised me that he would get home as soon as possible. And when he does get home, he promised to beat Liam until he accepts me.

After a while, we both calmed down and my dad made me promise him something. He made me promise him that I would never give up. He made me promise that I would keep fighting to get Liam to accept me until the end. And finally, he made me promise that even if I can't get Liam to accept me in the end, to not fear death. My dad made me promise not to fear death because I will have eternal life and Liam will get something that will be a lot worse than death.

Last night was the first time I have ever heard my dad say I love you.

I felt someone shake my arm lightly. I groaned and opened my eyes slowly to my mom shaking me awake. I groaned again and looked at the clock. "School doesn't start for another two hours."

She gave me a small smile before frowning. "I know sweetie. You and I are going somewhere before school."

I nodded as I slowly made my way out of bed. I walked over to my drawer and threw on a pair of sweat pants and my favorite long sleeve t-shirt. I was unbearably cold for some reason. I was kind of curious as to where my mom was taking me, but I didn't question her. I was too tired to question her.