"Oh... my... God," I whispered, "I got scared shitless." I say. I forget the fact my mom was in the room and hear her say,
"Faron! Don't use that language!"
"But I'm right. Right?"
"Yeah, I'll give you that." My mom says.
(A/N: You gotta give it to Faron's mother. Am I right or am I right?)
After what dad did to me, I honestly fear for both the lives of me and my mom. Again, my dad is capable of doing anything, and I don't think he'll hesitate to kill us if he ever wanted to.
"Mom?" I asked.
"Yeah, sweetheart?"
"Remember these?" I said as I lifted up my sleeve to show her the wounds I made to myself. "The thing is I wanted to talk to you about them."
"Well then go ahead. I'll listen to every word" My mom said reassuringly.
"Okay. I've been doing this because... I j-just can't handle all of this." I said trying not to cry.
"Why didn't you tell me you felt this way?" My mom said with worry in her voice
"I don't know! I-I just didn't trust you. But after what you've done for me, I feel safe." I said, ready to breakdown.
"Come here." She said as she opened her arms for me. I fall into her arms as I feel tears coming down my cheeks. It felt nice to let these words out. I felt safe in her arms.
"You know, you remind me a lot of myself when I was your age." My mom says after a couple of minutes of silence.
"What do you mean?"
"Look here." My mom says as she shows me her wrist, which is full of scars.
"Did you do the same too?" I ask.
"I did. And you know what I did?" She said, "I told only one person, my mom. And she didn't let me suffer alone. I want to do what my mother did for me. I don't want you to feel like you can't trust me. I want you to feel safe with me. If you want me to help you, then you need to entrust me with your trust."
"Okay, mom. I never knew you did this." I told her still in shock with what I saw.
"So do we have ourselves a deal?"
"Yes."
"Okay. I want you to trust me. I please, don't ever do this again, okay?" My mom said.
"Yes, mom."
After unloading all my emotions on her, I really wanted to tell my dad. I've wanted to build the bond that I've never gotten the chance to.
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The Darkest Hour [COMPLETE]
General FictionCOMPLETED STORY "Y-Yes! Of course!" I said happily. He took me in his arms and hugged me. He barries his face in the crook of my neck, as I rest my head on his shoulder. This just felt so right... This is Faron Woods. She seems like the average. Shy...