In Daddy's Arms

In Daddy's Arms - Chapter 10 (Part 1)

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Chapter 10

PART I

After that was said I looked back down at my plate. Honestly wondering why I had just told my entire 'exiled' family my life story. I barely knew them and I totally let go of myself and told them whatever was on my mind. Wasn't it rude to just tell people my thoughts like that, that was what my father had always said. That 'your thoughts are for yourself only, no one wants to hear them and it is un-lady like to do otherwise'

Wow I was still going by what my father had taught me throughout my life. I seriously need help if all I think and do is how my father told me how to be. I glanced back up at the still sad looking faces.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything." And with that said I left the table and headed back up to my new 'bedroom'. I heard footsteps trailing behind me and I knew Kent was there. Following me and protecting me from something I needed to move forward from. He really was a great brother.

I got to my room and went inside, leaving the door open. Kent soon came in, shutting the door behind him, and sad down on the lonely bed beside me. Tears were starting to form, not from my father, or the embarrassing story I told my new family, but for no apparent reason at all - other then complete frustration on life. I sat there sobbing for a minute before Kent pulled me into his arms, comforting me for one to many times.

I started thinking how Kent was always the strong one, and how he always looked out for me, trying his very best to protect me from harm. I sat there sobbing and thinking about how I needed to push myself away from him, not taking his comfort and becoming the strong women I should have been. I thought of how Kent and I could move forward if I only taught myself to move forward from the past.

I pushed myself away from Kent and looked up at him with cloudy eyes. He smiled after a few minutes and I laughed a small, nervous laugh before smiling back. I looked back down at my lap, wipping the tears from my eyes before looking back at Kent.

"Thankyou for always being there for me Kent. I mean, I just, I want to just say thanks and that I think I will be ok now. I just needed to get that final feeling out of me before I can move on. I think I'm finally going to move on from this and try having a normal life. One we both need and deserve."

Kent looked over at me and smiled hugely before hugging me to the point that it was difficult to breathe.

"Uhm, Kent. Having. Difficulty. Breathing. Here" I said looking at the wall behind him, He loosened his grip and pulled me away arms length, quickly kissing my forehead.

"Are you sure everything is out of your system?" He asked "I mean I know you cant just throw away years of our fathers behaviour and move on like it never happened, I mean I will totally be there-"

"Don't worry Kent, I honestly think I'll, we'll be fine now. Lets move forward and enjoy our new life." With a quick nod Kent pulled away and stood up.

"I'll be in my room, finishing unpacking. If you need me that is." And before she could even reply he pranced off, obviously happy about my change in moods. But then again who wouldn't be happy about a depressed girl becoming happy and trying to 'move forward'.

I laughed to myself at the irony of my thoughts and sat there, staring at the door with a frozen smile. Imagining what life really could be like, without punishable rules, fear of parental guidance, and especially teenage freedom. Just the thought of it all turned my worried brain in reverse.