Broken Fay-te by Cama seeney (summer beach reads .TXT) 📖

it. Apparently people don't know that its none of their business.' He ground out sounding angry, this was something we would have to revisit later.

 

'Well anyway, I was at the local bar and your... he was there. He was completely bladdered so the bar keep asked me to drive him home, he had seen us together around town and assumed he'd be okay with me taking him home. Thinking i wasn't the only one being left I agreed. Only the things he was saying made no sense.' Liam took in a gulp of air and continued. 'He kept talking about how it wasn't fair. That he was led to believe 'she was his' or something. At first I didn't understand him, I didn't understand anything until I got him home. He grabbed my collar and pulled me so close I was almost lying on top of him. His breath was so putrid I thought I was going to be sick, but what I heard next was worse. He looked me deep in the eyes and said tell sky I'm sorry but I can't raise a daughter who was never mine.' Liam looked away ashamed of himself.

 

The only family I had left and he wasn't even family. 'He... He left because of me?' I asked in a quiet strangled voice. Liam turned to me sharply. 'No he left because your mum had cancer that much was true. But she didn't know she was pregnant with you until she was six months in, he didn't know she couldn't go back to him your real farther I mean. I think that's why he called you here, because regardless of who your biological farther is he'll always be the man who raised you.' I couldn't move. I didn't even think I could breathe. The longer I sat there in silence the more confused I became. 'I...I look like him?' I asked. 'I thought that too... So I did a little digging. Your dad, well he looks like alot of your mothers ex's. Gray eyes blond, brown hair that's common. You don't physically look like him, even the tone of your skin is different.' I stared at him totally silent.

 

'W-why did you never s-say anything?' I asked stuttering. 'You left me sky. I thought you knew.' Was all he replied. I swallowed before standing and turning the chicken over. I was restless now. I needed action. But at the same time I was exhausted. 'What time is it?' I asked after yawning. Looking sheepish he replied 'about two' nodding I flung myself back onto the couch. Lulling my head towards him I said, 'You staying I don't mind if you do its late?' He must have shook his head or nodded I couldn't tell the difference all I heard was a rustling sound. Looking up I saw him smiling. 'What?' I asked smiling a little back. 'Nothing its just your not the kind of girl who has lads over and there one I your bed and another on the couch whilst he's sleeping.' I giggled a little and put my foot in his face, which he quickly snatched and tickled until I was crying.

 

'Give up?' He asked now pinning me down on the couch, his whole body poised above me. I shook my head, sneaking my hands out from under him I squeezed his sides repeatedly until he fell off the couch with a dull thump. He quickly pulled me on top of him, the subtle heat of the fire heated my bare skin. Well that's what I told myself, as he ran his fingers through my hair and pulled my face closer to his. My eyes flicked to his for a second, I saw the loneliness and pain behind them. 'I left Liam. You don't just get over that. We cant just pretend everything is okay, that I didn't hurt you when I left.' My voice was weak, it would be so easy to run back to Liam. So easy. But I knew my words were true. Trust was gained, I had thrown it away when I left without reason. 'But we work. We both know that. Why throw it away?' He asked looking completely lost.

 

'You don't trust me. Today is evidence of this. What if I want to go on a hike? What if I go missing for a few days? You have other priorities Liam.' I told him sighing and lying my head on his shoulder. I could just lift my head and press my lips to his. It would be so easy. And I think that's why I didn't. Because I couldn't do that to him. To his family. 'But I could try.' He whispered. 'I could change.' He continued, taking a breath he was going to continue. 'You are perfect Liam, you don't need to change not for anyone. You want your family, family to be safe constantly. You go insane if they are missing for half an hour. I cant do that to you.' I hated being the sane voice. Deep down I knew there was a chance a slight one that could work but I couldn't risk it.

Chapter Seven

The funeral part one

 

Eventually I gained the strength to sit up. To stand alone again, it was hard. To finally be with someone who cares for you and to be able to push them away for their wellbeing. Because you know your no good to them. Because no matter how much they tell you, you make them happy you can always hurt them without realising it. I didnt want to make him miserable. I didnt want to break him the way I was. I didn't want anyone to feel the way I did. 

 

The lack of feeling though that was so much worse, when I got to that point it was dangrous. I could do anything and no feel a thing. I have come so close to that point and my mothers death right now was pulling me closer and closer to the abyss. 

 

I collected all the neccessary bathing equitment  (shampoo, conditioner, face wash, shaver, toothbrush, tooth paste, funeral dress, underware ect.) I walked without looking behind me, I didnt need to look at the look on his face. I already knew what it would be. Sighing I closed the door behind me, the door leading to my past. I had a new life awaiting me. Of course I would never give up on Mason, I just couldnt. 

 

I turned the stiff taps until water sprayed out scoulding and freezing. I quickly found the plug and put it in the drain hole. I slowly got unchanged and tied my hair up in a bun, I quickly brushed my teeth and applied facewash to my face.  Stepping into the scoulding water was blissful, it seemed to ease pains I didn't even know I had until they were leassoning. 

 

I slowly lowered my body into the water pulling my hair free I allowed it to spread out alongside me in the water. Sighing I closed my eyes and dipped further until my whole head was under. I stayed under the water as long as I could, time killing I supposed. I knew that eventually I would get up but for now I was content. My fingers and toes tingled, the water making them feeling numb, I sat still in order to not to splash water everywhere. 

 

Running my fingers through my hair I sat up, I began rubbing shampoo in my hair, leaning my head against the head of the bath as I did so. Closing my eyes I don't know how long I sat like that for. Sighing, I pushed myself back under removing the soap from my hair. Which I quickly replaced with conditioner, the bubblegum smell was pleasant enough. I left the soap in longer this time, scrubbing my face and shaving my legs in the free time. After I had rinsed it all out I scrunched my hair up in my hand ridding it from extra water. I stared at my hands for a second, the were all prune like from the excessive amount of time I'd spent here. I pulled the plug out and watched as the water fled from around me, I watched it all get swallowed by the drain.

 

I stepped out before it finished draining and turned the water back on to wash the bath out. I picked up my toothbrush and began scrubbing my teeth until they were clean. Whilst I grabbed my towl and wrapped it around my body. Drying myself quickly I replaced my underware and picked up the plain black knee height dress and pulled it on over my head. The dress was made from a stretchy under cloth, which was a deep dark red. The top layer was a see through, a plain black that finished at my thighs instead of mid thigh like the red part did. It wasn't something I would usually wear for a funeral but she had bought me this dress, I can't remember the reason but I'd never really worn it before. I do truely hope she can forgive me. I wrapped the towl around my head and began to press the water out. Finding my minimal amount of makeup I quickly rubbed foundation under my tired eyes and across my face hiding how pale I was coming. I was becoming a lock in I thought regretfully.

 

I quickly found my eyeliner and ran a line above my upper lids, when they were equal I did the bottom water line too. When that was done I found my mascara and ran it over my upper and lower lashes. I pulled out my contor kit and put a swipe of a golden brown color across my cheek bone and rubbed it in until it was barely noticeable. Next I found a deep red lipstick that matched my dress. I walked back into the main room in search of roll on. When I found it in my bag I rolled it under my arms, found my perfume and sprayed that and then turned to see Liam staring at me. 'What?' I asked annoyed, I pulled all my hair to the left side and began braiding it. It was easer to squeeze the water from it and maintain in general.

 

'Nothing, just never thought I'd see you in a dress.' He replied sounding a little surprised. 'You look beautiful sky.' Masons excited little voice informed me, smiling I picked him up. He was wearing a light blue tuxedo and looked so adorable. 'Well your beauty will always over power mine my little prince.' I told him placing my head on top of his. Liam stared at us with interest, he was wearing plane black jeans, dress shoes and a tailored white shit. His jacket was hung across his arm. He had a flushed look to his cheeks, he'd been and got them from his house. I found a pair of strappy heals that I hated and wanted to throw away but they were useful.

 

They were a black with white little studs decorating the shoe, the heals were at least six inches tall, what I'd officially call ankle breakers. Sighing I walked up to Liam and stood next to him.