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The song does not belong to me, although I wish it did.
They painted up your secrets
""They don't know anything about her. They have no idea what she went through two years ago; how could they? To them, she didn't exist back then," Victoria said as she stared straight into the eyes of her husband.
"Exactly," Stuart responded. "They don't know, and they'll never find out. It's in the past; she's moved on from it."
Victoria began shaking her head. "It's not just in the past, Stuart. It's going to affect her entire future. Don't you get it? It hasn't really hit her yet, but it will. When the time comes, it will," She finished quietly.
With the lies they told to you
Jude reeled backwards from her position at the railing after hearing her parents' words. It hasn't really hit her yet, but it will. What on earth were they talking about?
Two years ago. What happened two years ago? Jude's eyes expanded as she realized what they must've been talking about. Slowly, she lifted the bottom of her shirt a few inches and pushed the top of her pants down a little bit, revealing the thin, silver scar across the very bottom of her abdomen.
No one saw it unless she specifically showed it to him or her, and only the people in her family and Kat knew about it. Jude never even told Jamie or Mason. It didn't show when she wore a bathing suit; at least, it didn't with show the ones she wore.
Jude lightly traced her finger across the mark, remembering what had previously been forgotten. Or rather, it wasn't exactly forgotten—more like buried. She received the scar over summer break, giving her time to heal without alerting every person she knew. Come fall, she was back in school again like normal, and no one at Carson Hill High School, save for Kat and Sadie, were any the wiser.
So what was up with her parents now? What didn't they tell her about the procedure? They had told her it was fine, everything was fine.
But now, it looks like it wasn't.
And the least they ever gave you
Jude's parents had said everything was fine.
Fine.
Fine.
Fine.
Fine never actually meant fine, though. How could she have been so blind? Why didn't she ask more questions? Why didn't she investigate it herself? Why did she leave it all to her parents?
Because she was young, and scared. Because she could still believe in her parents back then.
Unlike now.
They told her the bare minimum—she would be just fine.
And Jude had accepted that statement, had trusted in that statement.
Was the most you ever knew
So now, it was two years later, and Jude didn't know any more now than she did back then. Apparently, there was a lot that no one ever told her. There was a lot that they still weren't telling her.
What does it mean when you can't take your parents' word for it anymore? They were her parents, for God's sake.
And they didn't tell her.
What—she didn't know. But Jude did plan on finding out.