After the talk, I kinda just kicked everyone out of my room. Jason and Jaxon immediately left, knowing I wanted to be alone.
I could tell all of my brothers and my dad wanted to stay and talk to me but for once, they understood the meaning of space and left me alone to think.
Was it wrong of me to not go back to them when I escaped?
I mean yeah, I didn't have the best relationship with them at the time but I still had Vince, Max, Romeo and River. Heck I even had the others even though we were a bit bitter. My bond with the others would've mended eventually.
So why did I not go back to them?
The answer was simple. I was too broken to go back. I knew that living there would surface old memories to and in that situation, I was ready for a new environment and a fresh start.
Call me selfish, I don't care. Sometimes, you gotta be selfish. You can't always think of others and not yourself.
Trust me I learnt it the hard way.
I was already having suicidal thoughts. I was a ticking bomb. Going back there would've just killed me.
I couldn't handle physical touch then and there, I would've been smothered.
My phone pinged with a text.
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The Family I love
Teen FictionSequel to The Family I Hate. COMPLETE ✅ You gotta read that book first or this will make no sense. ___________ "You're alive...." he whispered, his eyes holding unshed tears and sadness. "Yes I am." I coldly say and...