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Chapter Twenty Seven

So sorry for the long wait, but 91k!! Yay!

So you guys are probably really eager to see what's next. Now, we see Kara's view and how she's holding up. I honestly love her mom in this chapter. You'll see;)
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Kara

     "Kara, you've been mopey for the last two weeks. You should at least see him and try to work something out," my mother says.

     I sigh. This is like the millionth time we've had this conversation in the past two weeks since I got home. I put my head in my hands, but quickly recoil so I don't mess up the makeup I used to cover some bruises up. I hate the scars on my arms, but there's nothing I can do now. Rex is dead. Cain took Jackson who knows where. It's done.

     We're done.

"I can't, mom. Will you just trust me when I say I had my reasons?" I say.

     She obviously doesn't remember what happened and blocked it out just like me. I know she couldn't have been fooled to think he was the same person like I kinda was. All I know, is that she doesn't have any knowledge of it because otherwise she wouldn't have let me go with him. I don't want to tell her about it and ruin anything by making her think of the what if's and stuff. I just want her to leave it alone and things can go back to normal.

     "Honey, what were the reasons? You never tell me," she says, looking around before taking a seat on the couch with me.

     I hate how she's so cautious to make sure dad is sleeping up in his room and not throwing a drunken fit.

     "He's put us through so much," I say, not giving too much away.

     I've always been cryptic about what happened, but this is the first time I'm being more open.

"He put us through things? You never said anything about that," my mom says, leaning forward.

     I know that gesture. She thinks we're gonna get into all the little details.

"I didn't want to get into it," I say.

"So you're ready now?" my mom asks, hopeful.

     I see the emotion on her face and it brings me to think about the times when I could feel Cain's. Since he's in New York, the sensations are heavily dulled.

"It's nothing. It's over," I say, trying to keep the sadness out of my voice.

I've wanted to go back, but after what he's done, I can't. He kept it from me and that's not something I can get over so quickly.

"Mom, I don't really want to talk about Cain," I say.

"What is he putting us through, Kara?" my mom pushes.

     She never uses my name like that. I can tell by the tone that she's not going to just give up like the last million times we've been in this position.

"It's his fault Dad is a bad mate! Dad isn't even Dad! Cain just screwed everything up! He's a murderer, mom!" I burst.

     The expression on my mother's face was not one I was expecting to see. She's pitiful and her face softens. How is she not angry? How is she not now supporting my decision to drop Cain's ass?

"Kara, I know I had a mate before your father. He was probably much worse than Henry is now. He was a killer and he tried to kill you once several years ago. You kept my full attention away from him and he didn't like it. He wanted me all to himself and you were just something in the way of that. He was going to rape you and dispose of you, Kara. Cain saved you. You had no idea and he wanted it that way. I think it was about five-ten years ago? You must've been maybe 15 years old. Soon enough, they hooked me up with Henry and although he's abusive, he's so much better than what I could've had. I'm so thankful and love Henry for the man he never became. Cain saved you, honey. Just think about that," she says and wipes my cheek to clear a stray tear.