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ROSEANNE
My arm was hurting.
A lot.
I kept thinking about the day that Scott hurt me.
The throbbing pain on my arm only bringing me bad memories.
Ones that I wanted to forget.
Scott had never hurt me like that.
No one had.
Besides the verbal abuse, I was mostly pushed and kicked around.
No one had ever hurt me to the extent of breaking a bone.
Not until Scott did.
But I feared that things would worsen.
How far would they go to hurt me? To break me down until I could no longer move?
It was hard for me to guess. But I didn't doubt their future actions. Perhaps it was just a matter of time until they unleashed their true force.
I could only hope that I was strong enough to withstand their abuse.
For my sake, I had to be.
"Rose," I look up from the book I was reading before such dark thoughts invaded my mind. Turning to the owner of the voice, I see my dad staring at me with a thoughtful look on his face. "Are you okay?"
Even if I wasn't, I would pretend I am, because for my family I would always try to be okay.
"Yeah," I get rid of my thoughts and put a smile on my face. "Why?"
"You're more engrossed in staring at the wall than reading your book." He motions to the book on my hand.
I had in fact been reading a book, but the words no longer made sense. And I stopped reading the moment I read the same sentence four times.
"I'm good, dad. Just thinking about something. Nothing to worry about." I shut the book close and stand up.
Walking over to where he is sitting, I lean down to give him a side hug with my good arm.
He drops the pen from his hand and responds to my hug. "Are you sure you're okay?" He mutters.
Breaking away from the hug, I look at him.
There is a frown on his forehead. One that I wish to remove.
Dad is worried, but he's happy.
And I don't want to destroy that happiness.
"Dad, I'm fine, really. Don't worry too much, okay?" I tell him.
He stares at me before letting out a sigh. "You know I only worry for you."
"Yeah, and you need to stop before your forehead gets marked with wrinkles. It's going to ruin your handsome face." I nag.
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