WARNING: big blocky chapter filled with TeddyxJulia moments, Eli's new apartment and a Eli moment :D


Chapter Twenty-Nine: Broken Family (Julia's POV)

Four Months Later:

"So.. He's out?" Teddy asked, looking at me while I drove to the new address in my hand. "Yeah. Doctors think he's stable and he hasn't had a episode in weeks, almost a month." I said proudly. "Yeah, but didn't you tell him the new medication they have on your Dad like really strong. Knocks him out for hours?" Teddy questioned. I mentally kicked myself, of course that was the reason for Dad's no episode reason. He had been out on strong pills no doubt. "What about the depression?" Teddy questioned again, drumming his fingers on his knee. "He's still depressed. Depression can't just go away during the night, Dad's been seeing a therapist and on top of that he has depression medication along with his pills." I drawled on, exhausting myself with all the information. "Damn. Does he remember to take it all?" Teddy asked, a bit alarmed. "Adam calls him everyday to remind him. So far Dad's been in this apartment for a couple weeks. I gave him time to unpack." I said, while making a right turn down Dad's street. "Does your Mom know you're here?" Teddy asked, his eye's big. I chuckled. "I'm almost eighteen, Teddy. Don't be getting on my back too. It's enough having to hear the college lecture over and over. It's so tiring." I complained. Teddy chuckled. "Your so melodramatic." Teddy murmured. I felt a quick swift kiss on my cheek, leaving a spot of warmness on my cheek. "But that makes you look so beautiful." Teddy whispered. Most likely he was smirking at my obvious blush. So red and prominent on my pale skin, Teddy does enjoy poking fun at me during my not so great moments. "Your such a ass." I mumbled. "A cute ass though. Right?" Teddy asked with a grin. "Shut up." I scowled as I parked in front of the apartments. "Nice place." Teddy complimented the white building. "Will you ever be staying with him during weekends or anything?" Teddy quipped, taking my hand in his as we approached the building. "Probably not. I rarely ever saw him at mental asylum, highly doubt Mom will let me see him here." I grumbled, clearly by the look on my face, I was upset and pissed about Mom and Dad's divorce and more upset that I rarely ever saw him. I quickly knocked on the apartment door B3. Then I saw him, completely different from the father I last saw at the asylum. His hair was shorter, still in the same style he always wore. It was his eyes, they no longer held that confused glazed expression I always use to see. They held this compassion that I grew up with. My favorite emerald eyes. "Jules." Dad gasped, soon I was in his grip. I pulled my hand from Teddy's and wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning my head onto his. Soon we broke apart. "Didn't think you'd be coming over so soon." Dad said. "Is this a bad time or something?" I asked nervously. "Me and Teddy can go.." "No. No. Stay. I just expected that your… mother wouldn't allow you to come over." Dad mumbled. I chuckled. "I'm almost eighteen, hence I'm a good sneaker." I said proudly. Dad smirked. "Well come inside. Both of you." Dad said, taking a glance at Teddy before retreating back inside. I followed Dad into his apartment, taking in the scene around me. It all reflected his personality. Black leather couches, a small TV, pictures of me, Willow and Bentley. I even saw Adam up there with Fiona a couple of times. I saw none of Mom. I can somewhat feel what my Dad feels, if he hung a picture of Mom up on the wall, it would be impossible to bring it down. It would be heart wrenching to walk past her picture every morning and know that you can't have her anymore. To know that she isn't yours anymore. To know that you want to wake up with her in your arms, but to just see that there's nothing there. That you're alone. "Is this you, Jules?" Teddy chuckled, I saw that he was looking at a picture. Coming closer into view I saw that it was me when I was smaller. I was with Dad, I was on his back big smiles plastered on our faces. "That was when Julia was three. It was in the backyard and you wanted a piggyback ride. Who was I to decline?" Dad said with a smile. "Who took the picture?" I asked, smiling at the picture. Dad coughed into his fist, obvious nervousness. "Your mother did." My smile on my face fell quickly. Dad's face was blank, no emotion. Most likely Mom's face is soaring through his mind a million miles an hour. I needed to talk to him. This needed to be resolved. "Teddy.. Can you give me and my Dad a few minutes?" I asked. Teddy nodded. "I'll be outside." I felt a reassuring squeeze from Teddy on my hand before he exited the apartment. "So.. You and Teddy are dating now?" Dad said, obviously switching the subject. I sighed. "Yeah.. We've been dating since his accident with his dad.. KC." I said lowly. "Is the bastard in prison?" Dad asked. I nodded. More silence was between us. "I want to talk about you and Mom." I murmured. Dad walked away, sitting on the leather couch. "Nothing to talk about. There's nothing there." Dad said distantly. Almost as if he wasn't here. "Don't say that." I scolded, taking a seat by him and placing a hand over his. An automatic flinch came from him, that was normal. He always flinched to an unknown touch he isn't aware of. I kept my grasp on his large hand. "There is something there." I said firmly. "Like what?" Dad whispered, he turned his head to look at me. His eyes holding an emotion that could break my heart. The emotion of being alone. "You love her. She loves you." I said plainly. "It's always been that way, Dad." "Things change Julia. People change." Dad said. "Not all people do." I whispered. "You haven't. Your still the same Dad who would play with me. Sing me to sleep. Tell me there was no monsters in the closet." Dad's corner of his mouth started to lift. He was starting to smile. "The Dad who took me to a Deadhand reunion concert when I was five. The Dad who loves me." I stated. "Why can't you see that?" I asked. Dad took a shaky breath in. "Because.. Everytime I look into the mirror.. I see a monster. I've always seen a monster. Why else do you think I have no mirrors in the apartment." Dad said slowly. I looked around to see that there was no mirror hanging in the living room. Probably none in the bathroom or bedroom. "I can't look into any more mirrors. I see myself differently." Dad admitted with a grimace. "I see a man who has betrayed his loved ones. A man who has murdered. A man who shouldn't be allowed to walk the gravel on this earth. A man unworthy of life itself." Dad said through clenched teeth. "I hate myself every goddamn day, Julia. Everyday." Dad admitted. I felt the tears glisten in my eyes. "Don't say that.. Don't." I said firmly. Dad opened him mouth to respond, but nothing came out. Finally, he spoke a word. "I need Clare." Dad gasped. His emerald eyes true and meaningful. He meant it all. "You'll get Mom, Dad. You will get her back." I said truthfully. "I promise you that I'll have you two back together." I promised. "What if she doesn't want me? What if she rejects me?" Dad asked, his voice a pitch higher. I shook my head. "She wouldn't dare. Mom isn't that cold hearted." I joked with a smirk. Dad mirrored the smirk on his face. "I'm lucky to have a daughter like you." Dad murmured. My smirk turned into a smile. "I'm lucky to have a father like you."


This is all building up to a lot! Eleven more chapters after this! That will include, kidnapping, death, suicide, obsession. Yeah, I'm fucking going there. Don't forget too..

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