You Make Me Beautiful

Chapter 18: Why are you up so early?

-Sadie-

I wake up to Davy with his head on my shoulder, Sam sprawled on my lap, and Adam is on the floor sleeping. We must have dozed off. I maneuver my phone out of my pocket and check the time. It's five in the morning. I'm thirsty and need to use the bathroom. I gently lift Sam to the side and lean Davy's head against the couch. I creep out of the tv room and into the kitchen.

"Why are you up so early?" It's Patricia. She's in the kitchen.

"I just woke up, and was thirsty and had to go to the bathroom." I say.

"Oh, I see." She hands me a glass of water.

"Thanks," I say, taking a sip of the water.

"I think we might need to have a talk." She says.

"What about?" I ask, cocking an eyebrow.

"Everything." She says with a sigh.

"Okay," I say. I'm both confused and curios at this point.

"I'm sorry." She says, "I have been cruel to you for years and you don't deserve it." O don't really know how to respond to her, she's always hated my gut. "I don't know how to apologize or make it up to you." I just throw my arms around her, she has no idea how much that means to me. Tears begin to streak down my face.

"Thank you," I say, looking up at her, my eyes wet. She just holds me there, stroking my hair. I am uncontrollably shaking and crying. I cry and cry. I cry for my coward of a father. Adam and Davy fighting. Sam now caring for me. All the years I've been mistreated. I cry for how Cassie treated Samantha, and how Kate hurt Adam and he hurt her. And I cry for how I feel about Davy now, about how I am so ugly. I'm ugly. I'm ugly. I'm ugly. I cry for how hungry I am right now, but I don't wanna eat. I'm trembling. I never want to leave Patricia's arms, I feel safe here. But I cry for how much I want to kiss Davy, but I 'm scared of being rejected and judged at school. What will happen? I'm so scared. I'm so lost. I'm so angry. I'm so lonely. I'm so broken. I'm so hurt. I feel Patricia begin to pull away and someone else take her place. I open my eyes, still in uncontrolled years, it's Davy. I burry my face in his shoulder. He holds me there. He comforts me as I cry and cry and cry. No one says anything, I lift my head. Adam and Sam are walking in rubbing their eyes. Eyes are on me and I hate it. But they walk up to us and hug me as Davy is already hugging me. I begin to feel somewhat better. I'm so hungry and overwhelmed. I feel light-headed again. I can feel myself falling into the same darkness as earlier today. I begin to fall, but Davy catches me as I pass out. I should've eaten some more food earlier, I barely ate one potato.......