Chapter 45

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Chapter 45

Phoebes POV

He would rather die? Wow. I slightly walk away from him to try to understand that in my brain. When I turn around, Liam is staring at me. "Wanna to inside?" He asks. "I like it outside, it feels free." I say. He gives me a weird look, so I continue to explain. "When I was with my dad, every day I would look at the birds, and Wish I was one of them. They're so free. Not a worry in the sky. There was this one bird that would always land on the window, and I would feed it left over scraps before my father would run in and it would fly away. I always would dream and pray I could have wings like a bird so when my father would attempt to hurt me I could just fly away. I wanted to be free like the birds. So every day when my dad wasn't home I would sneak outside of the house and lay in the grass, staring at the birds. And the same bird would land beside me. It would just stare at me, like it could stare I to my soul. I would look at it and pray that I could switch places with it. I named the bird 'Key'. I named him key because the key to my escape from the horrid world of my father was freedom. Freedom was the key. And that freedom could only come if I went away. And God finally answered my prayers with sending you. You are my key. " Liam looked at me and gently sat on the steps of the house. "I love you." He says. I nod and sit beside him. I place my head on his shoulder. He puts his arms around me and we absorb the silence.

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