It was a Sunday and I didn't have school. I was going through my album of my childhood pictures with Conor. ''You were too cute'' Conor giggled. ''What do you mean I WAS..?'' I joked. ''I meant that you've gotten more cuter now...'' he gave his adorable half smile. And there it was...My step dad. Holding me as a child. All the memories came rushing back. ''Who's this babe..?'' Conor asked. ''Oh, that..'' I whispered, afraid my voice would break. Teardrops fell from my eyes. ''Baby..?'' Conor held me in his arms. ''What's wrong babe..? Did I do something wrong..?'' he was tensed. ''No babe, it wasn't you'' my voice now much clearer. I kissed him and he wiped the tears off my face. ''Don't cry. EVER.'' ''I'll try..?'' We giggled. And then again..! Oh my god..! Was this a plan or something..? My step dad, mom and me..Again, I started to cry. I had a habit of self harm. But now, I didn't feel urge to cut myself. Maybe it was because of Conor...? He had made me feel so safe and happy, I think it's fading. I suddenly felt really happy that the worst habit was lifted off of me...''Baby..?'' I called Conor. ''Yeah babe..?'' he looked at me. I was smiling. ''Baby..! I made it..! OMG I can't believe it..! I can't believe it..! I made it..I made it..!'' I screamed and then hugged him tight. ''What are you talking about..?'' And them I froze. SHIT..! Why did I do this..? Conor didn't know about this. I was afraid to tell him. ''Well...I..'' ''Babe, it's okay..! Tell me...?'' he insisted. ''Please don't freak out. I used to do self harm'' I finally spilled. ''WHAT...? Babe..? Self Harm..? REALLY..?'' he was shocked. ''Babe I'm so sorry but....'' ''It's okay...I understand. But why you so happy..?'' ''Because I don't feel the urge to cut myself now. And that's all because of you. Thanks babe...you lifted a huge thing off of me...'' I hugged him and kissed his neck. ''You don't know how important you are to me'' he said, hugging me back. ''I would never let a mosquito bite you...and self harm...'' ''I know how protective you are...And thanks again for saving me from the cockroach'' I giggled. ''Umm..you're welcome..? But now I know a cockroach is very dangerous...for you..'' he laughed. Just then the doorbell rang. ''Bloody...'' I whispered and Conor laughed. I opened the door and stood there...shocked. ''CONOR...!'' I ran upstairs. ''Another cockroach..?'' he asked. Iran and hugged him..crying in his shoulder. ''Babe..? You okay..?'' he was worried now. ''Babe..m..my..step dad..'' He didn't know about my step dad. ''Babe..'' He looked me in the eye. ''Tell me..'' ''Babe, I can't tell you anything right now. He's at the door'' ''I'll go..'' ''Babe..'' ''It's okay Gemma..I'll be fine..'' he kissed my cheek and went down. After ten minutes I heard shouting. I went down and I saw that asshole fighting with Conor. ''Wait..!'' I screamed. All my fear turned into anger now. I couldn't handle anyone trying to hurt Conor. I went down. ''What the hell do you think you're doing in my house..?'' I screamed. ''Gemma, I can explain those.'' That son of a bitch..! ''I didn't ask for your explanation..!'' I screamed, Conor holding me. ''Gemma, why do you behave like that..?'' Oh my God..! I thought I'd die. ''Who the fuck do you think you are..? I'll talk to anyone the way I want..!!" ''Gemma, I'm your father..'' ''Oh please..! The father who left my mom all alone..? Killed my sister..? Tried to force me..? No way...! I don't even know you...Please get out...!'' I pushed him out of the door, locked it, grabbed Conor's west and went upstairs. ''Babe..'' Conor pulled me in his chest. ''Okay. I can't take it anymore. I'll tell you everything. You're the ONLY one I trust. Literally. But promise me you'll keep it a secret..?'' ''I promise''.
