The Unknown: Book 3 {A Bensler Fan Fic}

Chapter 27

Hey people, so I don't know where I'm going with these books anymore, so I'm going to end the book here. Please enjoy the last chapter... Sorry... But thanks for everything.

Tears ran down my cheeks as I thought about everything that happened in the start of my story. Where I found my mother and started my life.

I may have met Elliot when I was still a Hollister, and when I was crying all the time because my parents fought, and my father abused Sharon. 

But what happened got me to where I am today. Every shitty thing led me to being a mother to so many beautiful children, and allowed me to help people who went through the same type of situations that I went through and that my mother did too.

But in the end of my story, when I'm done telling it by day, I'm proud of myself for staying strong and not giving up and just stopping. I didn't stop living when I lost my kids, or when my husband and I got a divorce, or when everything just went wrong.

~*~

I spent most of the day after talking to my mother in Central Park. I probably should've been at work, but instead I was here, trying to calm down. My stomach was in knots, and my phone was completely dead.

"You are so predictable." Elliot sighed, as he sat on the bench next to me.

"It couldn't be because we've been married for over 20 years, if we remove the years we were divorced?" I questioned, and Elliot smirked, before he reached over and grabbed my hand.

"We were still married even when we weren't. We still fight like an old married couple, but we aren't even old yet." Elliot sighed, and I nodded slowly.

We sat in silence, before I looked over at him.

"I'm not going to contact Sharon and Simon again. And I don't want anyone else to contact them. They are just as toxic as Joseph, even if he is dead." 

"He is dead, but there is always that reminder of everything that has happened."

"Yeah, because I'm that reminder. I was the start of this, and I'm going to be the end of it too."

"Liv-"

"No, I'm not thinking about killing myself, trust me." I groaned, and he calmed a bit.

"How are you going to end this all, Livvie?" He questioned.

"By deleting their numbers and blocking them. Then I'm going to take some of the money you know I've been saving for another nest egg, and we are going to Maine for a few days so I can explain everything to the kids because all of them deserve to know." I spoke, and he eyed me.

"Even Charlie?"

"Even Charlie, but for her and James, I'm leaving the whole thing about my father raping my mother out of the picture."

"I'm so proud of you, love."

"Why are you proud of me?" I asked, as I turned my body so I was facing him.

"Because you have just gotten stronger by the day. I'm surprised that you have held up this well." Elliot smiled, before he leaned in and placed a few soft kisses to my lips.

~*~

We all sat on the large couch in the cabin we were renting for four days. My kids, but not my grandchildren, were waiting to hear about what I needed to say. Charlie climbed off of Aubrie's lap, and climbed over Noah to get to me. Josie even came, which made Alison smile since the moment they saw each other.

"Momma, I'm getting hungry." Charlie spoke, and I chuckled softly as I wrapped my arms around her body. I kissed her hair gently before speaking.

"I know that we are all hungry, but right now I have some stuff I have to tell you all. So, can you all wait?" I asked, and the kids nodded, but Charlie, were willing to wait.

"Mom-" Charlie started, but Elliot stood up and placed his hand over her mouth before swinging her into his arms as she laughed.

They sat together, as I leaned forward and tucked some hair behind my ear.

"Okay, well when I was younger I didn't live with Grandma Serena and Grandpa Ron." I spoke, as I looked over at Aubrie. She frowned a bit, because she already knew most of what happened.

"Where did you live, Mom?" James asked, as he picked up his soccer ball and tossed it in the air a few times.

"I lived with my biological father, his wife, and my half brother."

"Grandpa Ron isn't your Daddy?" Charlie asked, and I shook my head.

"Not in the way that my other father was, but Grandpa Ron is the only father who I will ever tell anyone about. But my other family had lots of issues. My parents then fought all the time, and my half brother was their favorite. They always fought over me, because I was adopted."

"Grandma gave you up." Noah sighed, as he leaned against the couch and ran his hand over his shortly cut hair.

"Yeah, she did. Uh, Joseph Hollister is my bio father. He did a lot of bad things, Aubrie remembers one of those really bad things, but he also did bad things to Serena. It's crazy to think that my life started in a bad home and eventually I got here. To where I'm happy." I smiled as I said the last sentence.

"What bad things? Momma I'm a big girl." Charlie spoke, but I couldn't tell her. Not now. Maybe when she's older, but not now.

"Charlie, when you are about 10 years older, we can talk about that. But right now, I just want to talk a bit more about other things, and not what he did."

Charlie nodded, but she looked disappointed. I didn't want to hurt my daughter, and make her lose her childhood before she was ready.

We sat for a bit before Elliot went to go start dinner, and James and Charlie went to help. Then my older five kids sat down closer to me and questioned everything.

I told them everything that was unknown to them until now, and they reassured me that even if I had been lying to them for so long, that they knew I was only doing it to protect them, and they were thankful for that. They were thankful for me.

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