Give Your Heart A Break; Ch.27 a jemi rated r story
"He's on his final days, Demetria--"
"I thought... you said.." I stutter within my own words as I try to comprehend what she has just uttered, "Demi, your father want's to see you.. He knows he is at fault , I.. I.. I forgave him." She whispers the last words as I raise my gaze and finally stare into her eyes, and notice the reflecting orbs a scared , frightened child.. Me.
"I can't... it not that easy," I whisper as if it were nearly a prayer , better yet a plea. One that I knew well, one that I used to recite every night when .. 'he' would come home dead-drunk. I stand up and shake my head, and run up stairs, into my bedroom and sob into my pillow, as I slowly start to fall into deep slumber.
A buzzing and flashing light startle me, I blink a few times before realizing what it is. My phone. I don't check the caller ID, knowing well who it is.
"Hello Beautiful," Joe coos into the phone as I sniffle, he stops and his tone becomes worried, "Baby what going on? Are you crying? What happened? Demi! Answer me!"
I clear my sore throat and let the rasping feeling dispose itself, "He's dying." Is all I say, Joe slightly gasps, I don't if its for the realization on who is dying or the bare whisper that I gave him.
"Demi, I'm going to your parents house I don't care about---"
"No!" I shout, finally breaking my trance, "You can't , I don't want them to find out. Please. Just .. Just--"
"Okay," he says , "Baby, you need to see him. You need to forgive him, not because we are all telling you to, but because deep inside yourself you want to. You wont ever be able to move on completely until you face your past, and you know that very well.
He's right. There all right. But it's better said then done. I can't go back to that. To the long nights where my older sister and I would hide under the kitchen table or the closets.. Because closets were our safe zone.. But they never blocked the seething, heart breaking cries of my mother.
"Demi. Baby? Are you there?" Joe whispers worriedly, I nodded slowly then realized he wasn't here, "Y-yes," I whisper softly, "I'm scared.. I'm scared on what can happen. I don't want to forgive him.. It wont fix anything," I say stubbornly, I can imagine Joe running an impatient hand through his hair, pulling at the ends, I smile at the imprinted picture in my head.
"You do want to forgive him, Demi, tell me about a time where you were happy.. Happy with him."
I blink and lay back, closing my eyes as I gulp, and remember a specific day.. I open my eyes and can see myself in his arms, being spun around, his laugh echoing through the walls of the house, my mom smiling as she leaned her head against the door frame, my sister in my dads arms, both of us being spun around.
"How's my princess? How were you with mommy? Hmm?" He would ask, as he placed us on our feet, Dallas would ramble about school as I bit my lower lip, a habit I have always had, I smile up at him, "Mommy and I cooked! We made..--- " I said excited, but forgot so I turned to mom so she could help me, mom finally walked toward dad, who gave her a loving kiss on the lips, "We made your favorite, steak and mashed potatoes, and Demi sang , like always."
I shook my head as I felt tears stream quickly down my cheeks, "It never lasted. Once dinner time came.. He was never the same.. It was as if my daddy was taken and I was given a hell..."
"Dem--"
"Don't . Just don't, Joe. I need to this, but that doesn't mean it erases anything. I'll forgive him because for his sake I want him... if there is an after life to not be judged for what he has done on earth. He deserves to live in the next life without regrets. At peace." I lick my chapped lips , "Night, Joe." I hung up before he could say anything. He doesn't need to dwell with my past.
My phone quickly vibrates. A new message.
Dragon Slayer:
I love you baby. I'll always be there. No matter the time or day. I'll be there.
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I shake my head and smile at the text, I reply and laugh at my username on iMessage.
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Cuddly Unicorn:
I love you too , Joseph. I know.. I just need time. I can't jump into something like facing my past without honestly forgiving. I'm going back home to Texas , tomorrow. So, we will see how things go.
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Dragon Slayer:
Can I go?
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Biting my lower lip I quickly answer back.
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Cuddly Unicorn:
What about the press? Media?
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Instead or replying he calls me, "I don't care about the world , not anymore, you're my world. If you need me I'll be there."
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