Can't hate you || e.d

'How about protecting me from yourself?'

Sun

I couldn't move an inch.. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. That was the first and only 'story' I read.. my whole body froze. I couldn't feel my arms or my legs.. my body was fading. I was completely cold. My vision blurred and I started shaking. A million thoughts went through my head. I almost went crazy.

I hoped he was writing a book. I hoped he was writing stories.. being creative.. trying something new.. I hoped it was all fictional and he was only using our names.. I prayed that it was all only going on in his head because if not.. I wasn't able to take it. But it didn't seem like that to me.. because everything seemed so real and true.. it explained everything.. and it was unbelievable. Everything that was standing inside of it was unbelievable. I didn't want to believe it..

It was too much for me. How could someone go through something like this? How could someone to something like that to a child? How could someone do that to me? None of us were aware of his existence but he was there all the time.. his dad was there all the time in the background. It was all planned.. every single moment, every single move of him. Nothing was real..

My heart was racing, that was all I could hear.. My fast breathing.. I thought I was going to faint. Everything was so blurry and tears rolled down my face. I thought I was getting a heart attack. My body was burning.

Suddenly the door opened and everything stopped. All I could hear was his voice that suddenly seemed so strange to me..

"Daddy is back!" he was smiling very happily with a joyful voice.. he told me he would go out to get a few things.. why were his hands empty?

Dean

I already missed her in these minutes. I needed to get some things done that I didn't want to tell her about so she wouldn't need to worry. All I wanted was to hug her very tightly. So I walked towards her with a bright smile. That smile faded when I saw my opened journal in her hand and the tears on her face.

My jaw dropped and I froze. My eyes went down to the ground were a few things were laying around.. my stuff.. the bag was open.. the bag with the fucking guns.. my stupid ass didn't even think about hiding them or putting them away because I was too busy with her.. of course I didn't think of the fact that she could find them..

"No.." was the first word that left my mouth. She looked so scared.. I've never seen her like that.. as if she was questioning everything.. it was the page.. she read it..

Suddenly she threw it away and started running. She wanted to run past me, right towards the door but I wasn't going to let her do that. She wanted to run away from me.. I grabbed her from the back, wrapping my arms around her and pulled her back. She started screaming and crying as if it was a stranger who was touching her..

"LET ME GO YOU FREAK!" she screamed. That kinda hurt a lot. I wasn't going to force her to do anything.. especially not after this shock. I knew his sensible she was and that this was too much for her. She couldn't take it. So I slowly let her back to the ground. She looked so angry and hurt. She was shaking like crazy. That made me feel like I was burning. I could barely breathe but I wasn't going to let her run away. We were going to handle this..

I rushed and locked the door after I scared her with a death stare. I hated scaring her but that was the only thing I could do so she would stay because I knew she was going to do everything that I wanted as long as she was scared of me. I was out of breath and actually I was the one who was scared..

"YOU'RE A FuCKING CREEP!" she screamed. I ran my hand through my hair and took deep breaths. Her words hurt so much but that was okay. I knew she didn't mean it like that. I knew she was saying this because she didn't understand me yet..