Her Secret Scars

The Crusty Snail

⬆️Made by Jess_2020⬆️ (I love it)

What song should I add for this chapter?

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"But I gave him everything and he....he....killed my daughter," I said carefully trying not to scare him away. I would tell him about Luke, but I can't put him into anymore danger.

"Come here" he whispered wiping my tears.

He rolled off me and onto his side so I could cuddle up to his chest.

"What was her name?" he asked.

"Harper Ann Bailey Smith" I smile at the thought of her.

"That's beautiful. How old was she....when you know?" he spoke awkwardly.

"2 years old. I was 15 when I had her" I spoke painfully. I will never regret having my baby girl, it was just the way she was made.

"I'm so sorry, baby" he spoke painfully hugging me closer to his chest.

"Me too"

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"What were you planning on doing today?" Caden asks me, as I shoveled another piece of the delicious, fluffy buttermilk pancakes Caden made us into my mouth.

"I think I might see if Jess can hang out today. I haven't spent a lot of time with her lately" I finish, just as I place my dirty plate in the sink, and begin to wash it.

"Oh okay" he smiles, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes, but I'm also not getting a disappointment kinda vibe from him either.

Once I wash all the soap off the now clear white plate, I set it down on the rack and turn towards Cade, "I'll be right back. I'm just gonna go change".

He nods.

Once I get up the stairs I kneel down in front of my duffle bag, and just simply grab a pair of ripped navy blue jeans, and my favorite Panic at the disco t-shirt.

I take out my phone and dial Jess' number.

After a couple of rings, "LANDON IF YOUR GONNA GO GET FUCKING SHITFACED AND FUCK SOME RANDOM ASS SKANK. DO IT IN YOUR OWN FLIPPING FLUCKING ROOM YOU RETARDED CRUSTY ASS SNAIL" I pull the phone back for the sake of my poor eardrums as she finishes her screaming match with...Landon, I guess.

After a couple of minutes of silence, "So...did I call at a bad time?" I chuckle.

"Nah girl, I'm just trying to keep my brother's diseased rats in his own room" she groans obviously annoyed with her brother's antics.

"Okay...well. I was thinking we could go to the mall, and have a girls day?" I explained, while I also implied the part where I ask her to actually come.

"YESSSS" she screams.

She will be the reason I go deaf at 17

"Okay I will pick you up in a couple of minutes, is that okay?" I ask her, as I stick my wallet in my back pocket, and grab my keys.

"Yeah" she agrees.

"But there just might be a fault in the whole 'girls' day plans...." she squicks out slowly, trying to beat around the bush.

"How so?" I question her, with a raised eyebrow that she obviously can't see.

"My brother has to come because he's the only one with a car" she grumbles.