Chapter 29
Drake asks, I had almost forgotten he was there I was so pissed
“I just do! Please just take my word for it! I can’t tell you right now”
I growl, pushing her into the back of my mind and I slam an invisible door in her damn face. Pissed at her as I stomped straight over to the bag Fiona got me.
I grab some jeans, a vest top, with a grey cardigan and long knee high boots. Tears sting my eyes as they fall down my cheek.
I didn’t know how to deal with it all. It was all too confusing and I couldn’t figure it out.
Did he care or did he not? Did my dad love me or not? Why did he put me in his will? Why would he beat me? Why would he try to kill met What had 1 done that was so fucking bad that I deserved all of this. That I deserved to suffer at his hand my entire life then I find out he cared! How is it even possible to love someone and hate someone so much.
I didn’t love my father, I couldn’t. I hated him with a passion. And that’s why I felt confused because I felt conflicted. I wanted a dad. A real fucking dad but he wasn’t it nor would he ever be. But how could he do that? How could he pretend so easily?
feel.
“Lilly come here”
Drake calls, he looked worried as he studied me. I was standing in the middle of the room holding my clothes, unsure of what to do or how to
“You won’t ever understand how a sociopath works because your not one. You won’t ever be able to understand your father or why he did the things he did because your not a monster. Look at me”
I slowly lift my head to see his beautiful face staring right back at me.
“You don’t need to feel bad or guilty for hating him, and when it comes to Layla she obviously has her reasons for keeping this from you? Just give her a chance and trust her ok?”
I nod, not really sure of what I’m meant to do next. He sighs, placing the clothes on the bed and he leads me into the bathroom, turning on thes
shower and pulling the shirt over my head.
He pushes me under the stream of water kissing my head, the water kickstarting my brain again as I rest my face against his chest. He just holds me, it’s exactly what I needed.
He pulls a sponge down, lathering it up with soap and he quickly washes me down, I smile taking it off him and I do the same for him.
The moment is quiet yet calming. He starts on my hair next, lathering it up and washing it out and adding conditioner. When he’s done my body could sleep it’s so relaxed. I crawl back into his chest and rest against him.
His touch distracting me from my racing thoughts. He runs his hands up and down my spine, resting his chin on my head. Then he chuckles
“We better get going before fiona takes a fit”
I smile, stepping back and rinsing off as he hands me a towel. I dry off and get dressed, pausing to look at myself in the mirror.
My dark black and blue bruises were now almost completely gone.
“How is that even possible?”
I ask him confused, he sticks his nose next to my face studying my skin
“Holy shit I thought you had that stuff on your face? That’s your real
Face? What do you call the thingy mabob?*
He asks me, I smirk pulling back a little
You mean foundation?”
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“Yeah that stuff that makes people look all flaky and stuff”
I frown, offended? Did I look flaky” last night?
“I don’t mean you silly, your beautiful but all those people who just slap it on, it makes them look Flaky”
He kisses my cheek smiling proudly then he takes another look
“That isn’t possible”
He whispers, I shrug happy that I at least won’t look like shit meeting the pack.
“Who cares, I’m hungry”
I grin, he smiles, kissing me again as I grab come concealer and mascara, just adding a little bit to the places that were discoloured, I finish with mascara and throw my hair up into a messy bun and I quickly get dressed.
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