Pam's POV
"Do you have anything to say to him?"
My therapist, Alicia, asked as I looked across the table at Fergal.
"No."
I said as I wiped the tears fell down my face.
"Are you sure? I can tell your emotional just looking at him."
Alicia said as I locked eyes with Fergal.
"I have absolutely nothing I want to say to that prick."
I said as I sucked my teeth.
"Well I have something to say to you Pam. I love you. I did this for your own good. I've never seen you so broken and distraught in my life. I want my Pamela back."
"Well I want my son back. But we don't always get what we want."
"Why the hell are you so damn stubborn Pamela?"
"I could ask you the same damn thing Fergal. Why would you take me in? None of this would've been happening if you just fucking took me in. I told you that he was gonna kill me and you let me get on that damn plane. I had no where else to turn. You were my only resort."
I said as I looked up at Fergal with tears in my eyes.
"Quit fucking blaming me for that! I fucked up, I know that! There's no need to blame me! You went back to the psycho and as far as I'm concerned...you're the reason that Carter died."
Fergal snapped at me. I can't believe he really just said that to me. I got up and flipped the table before storming out of the room.
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life goes on (completed)
Fanfiction"even if I move on, I'm still always going to only truly love you." {final book in Baylor series}
