Chapter 29 : Weird dad

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Chapter 29  

Later...

Riker POV

Dinner was... awkward, to say the least. I feel like dad is mad at me. I'm not really sure. He just didn't really make eye contact or talk to me during dinner.

I feel bad enough already for setting a bad example for my siblings, and he's making me feel worse.

We were back at the cabin now. Dad made a fire in the living room fireplace. 

Mom was sitting on the couch. I was laying on the couch with my head in her lap. She was playing with my hair.

She told me that she doesn't want me isolating myself in my bedroom because that will make things worse. And that's fine, but I feel weird around dad now.

My siblings were playing cards again, but I wasn't playing. I was honestly just exhausted from today. And my stomach and hips were incredibly sore.

Mom told me that once the cuts are healed enough to unwrap the bandages, she's going to be checking me every night for fresh cuts. She said she won't be mad if I cut again, but there will be consequences. That probably just means more chores.

I want to get better though. I want to stop hurting. I just don't know how.

"Mom?" I asked.

"What, Riker?"

"Can I go upstairs?"

"Honey, I told you, I don't want you isolating yourself."

"I want to go to bed. I'm tired."

Mom hesitated before answering me.

"I'll go with him, mom," Rocky said, getting up.

"Alright," she said.

Rocky and I went upstairs. I got changed into my pjs and then curled up in bed, waiting for Rocky. Once he was changed, he climbed into bed beside me, but he didn't turn the light off.

"Can we talk for a few minutes before you go to sleep?" He asked.

"Ok..."

"Are you mad at me for telling mom?"

I sighed.

"No... I know it's for the best... I need help, but I didn't want to admit it..."

"Ok. I'm glad you're not mad at me. I was worried you would be."

"No... You just wanted to help."

I pulled the covers over us and cuddled into him.

"I really do want to help, Rik. You need to tell me when you feel like you want to cut."

"I'll really try, ok?"

"Ok."

"Can I sleep now?"

"Yeah. Don't try to do anything sneaky in the middle of the night, got it?"

"I promise I won't."

Rocky turned the light off, so I shut my eyes.

"Night, Rocky."

"Goodnight, Rik."

Later...

Riker POV

I woke up, and my stomach just hurt really bad. My cuts are so sore.

I couldn't fall back asleep because I couldn't get comfortable.

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