Mad Men

V - "Some things are better left buried."

Meyer

Thursday.

Pain.

I didn't know how to discuss this feeling.

Earlier this morning, I'd gotten a phone call from the hospital.

They told me that selene was stable for the moment, but she was getting worse.

They told me they were trying their best for the girl.

I didn't say anything because I questioned why they'd call me in the first place.

Maybe perhaps because I was clutching the girl when I was first saw her?

She didn't deserve what was done to her.

No matter what she did to me, she didn't deserve that.

And I still forgave her.

No matter how much I wanted to hate her, I couldn't.

I barely known the girl for a week and she'd seem to bring my whole tough boy exterior down.

As much as I was angry at her deep down, I seemed to miss her.

My parent's tried to call me a dozen times, but I didn't answer.

All that would await me doing that call was resentment.

People yelling at me for being a failed son.

'How could you let someone bleed on our property'

This would surely put them in a horrid light.

They would probably only threaten to take money from my account or something, because thats the type of people they were.

Even if a person almost died on their grounds, they still wouldn't come back.

They just wanted to keep their namesake from tarnishing.

Knock.

"Meyer. Are you okay?"

Ceán knocked on my door once every hour.

Every single hour.

And, yet I still never responded.

After at least two minutes waiting for me to answer even though she knew I wouldn't, she'd walk away.

I felt like an arse doing that to her.

But as much I loved her, she kept something so big away from me.

But that wasn't the only reason, I'd gone mute on the girl.

It was also the fact she had witness my darkness and she ignored it because we were family.

And I hated her for doing so.

As I recalled what happen, I could see it clearly.

18 hrs earlier

I'd just cornered both Selene and my sister even through they were the only ones there.

They both seemed to tense when I told them about Marsy's assumptions.

"C'mon, what is it?"

They both stood silently.

Selene faced Ceàn, almost as if she anticipated what she would do next.

In frustration, I silently asked,

"What happen that night? Because I can't remember anything."

Ceàn's shared expressions portrayed as if she was almost into tears, before my sister could open her mouth, Selene quickly walks over to me.