Love That Hurts

Love that hurts: Chapter 13

"Do you find the defendant, Mr.Gus Fenton, guilty?"

"Guilty your honour"

"Do you ding the defendant, Mrs.Aubrey Fenton, guilty?"

"Guilty your honour"

Justice has been served.

That is when I go completely numb. I can't process anything else that's being said or done.

The parents who I've grown up with, the ones who abused me, the ones who took my innocence, the one who hurt me, are going to prison.

They. Have. Been. Sentenced.

I didn't know whether to be glad, relieved or upset or angry.

I didn't notice Daniel shaking me until I heard a very evil and malicious laugh.

"You bitch! You think this is is?! When we get out you will pay! This isn't it! This isn't the end. You're a waste of space! Always were and always will be! You don't deserve to be alive!"

That, was screeched and screamed out by my mother. The one who was supposed to love me. But no, instead, she hated me.

Tears poured out of my eyes and I turned myself into Daniels chest and buried myself into it. His arms encircled around me and my tears were silently coming out.

Daniels arms tightened around me when my my mother went to say more. I squeezed myself tighter to him, trying hard to not listen. When Daniel was going to respond I squeezed him tight so he wouldn't, but even before he could my mother was taken away.

Sucking in a breath, I removed myself from his arms ad wiped my face.

"Can we go? Please?" I asked. My voice hoarse from the crying.

"Of course, come on" Daniel responded beginning to lead us towards the exit.

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I was now sitting in my room. As soon as we reached home I came upstairs to my room, ignoring everything else. It's been a few hours yet it feels like they were sentenced a few minutes ago. The scene replaying in my mind constantly, the looks my parents gave me, the pity looks the Carter's gave me. I just can't deal with this right now.

"Grey?"

No! I can't deal with anyone right now. Afraid of lashing out, I ignore him.

"Grey? Please talk to me?"

I turn around from the window ledge and notice Troy taking small steps into the room.

"Troy? Please leave"

"No, please talk to me, pl-"

"What do you want me to say?" I respond in a weak voice, worried incase I lash out.

"Anything? Something? I-"

"Just leave Troy!!!" I replied raising my voice with each word.

"Bu-"

"Now!" I shouted.

Troys expression was nothing less than, broken and hurt.

I felt ashamed at myself, what could I do. I tried to avoid him for this reason. Now? I've just shouted at the one who cares so much about me.

Deciding for some fresh air, I pull on a pair of grey joggers, a white tank top and a matching grey hoodie. Tying my hair into a tight pony tail, I slip on my shoes. Once I'm done, I walk out of my room, with no intention of coming back anytime soon.