Vics POV

I clear my throat. Out the corner of my eye, Kellin sits  beside me watching me but I give my full attention to my daughter. She deserves it. "So when I was younger I was really close with my grandparents. Then one day I came home from school and was told that they had died in a car accident. It was the worst pain I had ever felt and I couldn't deal with it. I shut everyone out. I was getting beaten up and bullied at school and then I would come home and I started to bully myself. I would tell myself I was fat and I would tell myself I was useless. I starved myself and cut."

After saying that Leigh breaks eye contact with me. She looks at Kellin instead. I continue "after a while I hated being in that house. My parents never noticed anything was wrong but Mike did. He never found out though. Then really hot day I made the mistake of taking of my hoodie. My parents saw my cuts and freaked out. They told Mike and he looked at me. But he looked at me with guilt. He thought it was his fault for not spotting it sooner. I told him he was being ridiculous. My parents kicked me out." Looking at Kay again, now she just curls up into Andys arms. She won't look at me so I carry on with my explanation.

"I kicked you out Kay because Kellin looked at you with the same look Mike gave me. I didn't want him to feel that way and I thought it was the best thing for both of you. I was clearly wrong."

"Yes you were! You know how that feels so how COULD YOU MAKE YOUR OWN DAUGHTER FEEL THAT WAY?" Her tears match mine. We're both crying but don't seem to be able to realise. "I WAS THINKING ABOUT MY HUSBAND!"

"THAT CLEARLY ISNT BOTH OF US THEN IS IT? YOU COLD HEARTED CUNT!" She screams at me. "IM SORRY!" I shout back. "I FORGIVE YOU!" Suprised and caught off guard I topple onto the sofa as she runs into me with a forceful hug. I continue to cry and she continues to cling onto me. "Will you come back home?" Kellin asks. "Yes I will" relief flows through me. Kay breaks away and runs upstairs to get her belongings. I give Kellin a big kiss. "I guess we're a family again" I smile.

Kays POV

"Hey can we go shopping?" I ask when we're in the car. I said tearful goodbyes to everyone. They helped me so much and I'm so happy when they say I can always go visit. Hey I have friends now!!

"Sure" Kell answers from the drivers seat. "Is the mall ok?" "Perfect!" I squeal. I wanna go to Hot Topic so bad. When we reach the mall I race Vic inside giving Kellin time to park. He catches up with us and I drag them into heaven when I see... "Maria?"

Maria is my oldest sister. "But you're dead!" I exclaim completely and utterly confused. "Oh honey I faked it!" She tells me. "What's going on?" Vic asks. "This is Maria" I point at her "she's my sister. Why are you not dead?" I ask "I faked it to get away from dad. He was an abusive cunt and I'm so glad he's dead"

Anger rushes through me. "Don't worry. The feeling was mutual" venom drips from my words and I shoot daggers her way. Oblivious she laughs and turns away. Adrenaline runs through my veins and I feel myself shake with anger. I feel someone start to push through but I resist and shove her down. This ones mine.

My fist connects with her face sending her flying backwards. "L?" She asks. I laugh. "Nah bitch this time it's me. I haven't forgotten though." "You haven't forgotten what?" She asks trembling. "You put me in St James'. I haven't forgotten. I've been back their twice but I did make some friends. I should introduce them to you sometime." My friends were Tasha, Scarlett and J. I made them in St James'. The mental asylum. They said it was a hospital and that we were 'sick' but it was an asylum. Not many people leave that place. At least not alive. Being in there once is hell, but three times? Well, you can see what it does to you.

"Dad gave you those scars on your back. And on your legs and you're seriously telling me you wouldn't try the same thing?" She's desperate now. "Don't remind me" I snarl. I can still feel the sharp sting as leather bites into my flesh, branding me with eternal marks. Raw and bleeding I was left overnight in the basement, crying and pleading for the end until I got used to it and grew stronger. I could fight back but I never did. I just took the whippings. I told myself I deserved and that lie is what kept me alive. That lie is also what broke me. That's when I became schizophrenic and started developing my personalities. It was a dark time and I hate remembering it.

I bring my fist again and slam it repeatedly into her face. "That's what you get for leaving us with him for six years. You call him a cunt? When was the last time you looked in a mirror?" I spit. Hurt and pain and regret is clear in her eyes. Instead of hitting her again I just leave her. Luckily only a couple of assistants were in the shop and they silently agreed to say nothing. Vic and Kellin follow me and we continue shopping, trying to forget about her and my past.

Arms laden with bags and bags of clothes, make-up, food and electronics we head back to the car. Vic whistles at me. "Are you ok hun?" He asks. "I'm fine" I reply. Him and Kellin share a look. "What?" I ask cautiously. Kell shakes his head. "There's a suprise for you when we get home" he tells me. Now my mind is racing with possibilities. Buzzing with excitement I fidget and fidget until we're home.

Kellin pulls up in our driveway and I tumble out of the car jumping up and down in front if the door. "Catch!" Vic tosses me the house keys and with shaking hands I unlock it and run inside. The house is empty. There's nothing different or unusual. Laughter comes from outside so I stroll into the kitchen and out the french doors to the garden. Standing infront if the pool is...

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