I had so many questions I wanted him to answer but he just told me to go to bed. I walked up the long spiral stairs, and then relized I had no idea where my room was. I walked down the hall coming to a room that said 'KELSEY' in giant pink letters, I opened the door and smiled. There was a small bed in the corner, that had a princess cape around it, there were stuffed animals on the walls, barbies on the floor, and a small play kitchen set in the corner, the room was in pink poco dots and there was a giant bookshelf with little kid books. I laughed, and smiled.
"This would have been your room, growing up."
I turned around seeing my dad smileing at me.
"Im so sorry Kelsey."
I ran to him, hugging him.
"I like it"
He raised an eyebrow at me.
"I would of, anyway it's still nice that you cared that much that you wanted me."
"Should we talk now?"
I nodded, plopping on the bed I sat criss cross applsouce. He sat infront of the bed on a little cabnit.
"School?"
I nodded.
"Well I am a FBI agent and also a teacher."
"A cruel teacher."
He laughed, as I glared at him.
"I couldn't show favertism"
I nodded.
"You can go back to school in a week time, that way I know Kevin is out of the way, and can keep an eye on you."
"Justin?"
he laughed.
"Ill have my friend give him a phone call."
"Not randomly take him right?"
"Of course not."
The rest of the night my dad stayed in my room talking to me about what hes missed out on, and what has happened. I didn't want to tell him about my attempt to sucicide or the frequent cuts, I made my life sound as normal as I could. It was around midnight when my dad wished me goodnight, and turned off the lights.
I smiled looking at the ceiling, there were stars, that glowed as if I was in space. I snuggled into my pillow sighing.
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I woke up looking at the clock to see it said three a.m. in bold gree letters. I sighed looking over at the bay window, made a ticking sound, as if being opened. I looked closer at the window before a man in black jumped through. I was ready to scream when he motioned me to be queit, pulling out a gun. Another man came through the window, coming close to me, I was ready to scream but the mans finger was already on the trigger, I would have no time.
The man came closer, putting a cloth over my mouth, I didn't breathe in, I tried kicking him but everything went black.
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The scars mended
RomansI was so stupid to believe anyone really cared. My father left us, his own family behind to start a new one. My long time best friend abandoned me in my time of need. He was my everything, my first kiss to child hood love, gone. The school hated me...
