24:Love Kills

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Short Chapter

Diem's POV

"Kiddo, mind telling me why the chef's knife was on top of the fridge."I look up from my cereal. Quick think of a lie

"That's not where it goes?"Nailed it

"Kiddo, I appreciate you looking out for me and everything but how do you expect me to cut my meat if I don't have a knife to do it"

"There is this thing, it's really cool, called hands and there is no chance you can hurt yourself using those"

"Never heard of them"I would have to most definitely say that I get my sarcasm from my dad rather than my mom. She was always the caring one while my dad was the one who would always said that if I hurt myself he would laugh.

"Kiddo, I need to have a talk with you" Dad goes back to cutting his meat on the cutting board

"When an man and a women love each other so much, they will make love. To make love, the man has to insert his-"

"As glad I am to know that you understand how sex works. That's not what I want to talk to you about"He puts down the knife, as a matter of fact, he slides it closer to me."Have you....ever wondered?"I didn't respond cause I don't know what's he's talking about"Why I do it"It clicked

"Why you hurt yourself?"He nods"Sometimes. I figured it's just cause you miss mom"

"Well,kiddo, that it true but there are more reasons behind it.I truly believe that even with you here with me, I'm alone. You're growing up. I mean look at you, a senior in high school already and you have a boyfriend. I'm guessing you have friends too since you go out. While I'm just here in my own self hate.

Kiddo, when I walk into that bathroom that day and saw your mother,the love of my life, on the floor, no pulse. Pills all around her, I died inside. I loved her so much Diem. We were high school sweethearts. And to not have seen her in pain, to see her hurting"He was gripping the counter tight

"Dad-"

"And even you saw had to have seen something that day since she told you she was in pain. But I still wonder as to why I didn't. We promised each other that no matter the issue, we would talk it out and solve it. But she didn't do that.

I'm alone kiddo. I'm all alone. You found love. You're growing up and are 17, soon you will be leaving and may never come back. I can't handle this pain anymore, I miss her too much"

"Dad, please. I can't lose you too"I sobbed out as I ran over to him and hugged him

"I'd rather not be here for you physically than not be here mentally for you kiddo"Dad lets go of me and leaves the kitchen. How can he just drop something like that on me and then just leave as if he never said anything about it.

My dad basically just confessed that nothing is holding him back to stay here. Not even me.

My phone buzzed on the counter. I picked it up,

Nicklaus:Come over, we need to talk

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