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Confrontation
I waited for Marcus to be completely out of sight before I took one last look at the painting and headed towards my room again. The walk seemed forever.
I opened the door and closed it behind me, then made my way to sit on a large sofa in the far corner of the room. I curled up and held my knees to my chest.
As I wrapped the skirt of my long crimson dress around my feet, I began to think again. 'Why did he never tell me? Why did my father keep this from me? Especially if he loved me so much.'
I felt my eyes begin to sting with the building tears. I wiped them away and let my head fall to the back of the couch. As much as I faught it, I could not contain my crying.
I let out loud sobs as each thought played through my mind over and over. I quickly glanced up and brushed the hair out of my eyes at the sound of my door. It was my Master.
He hurried over to me when he noticed my tears. "Oh Dahlia, what is wrong darling? Why do tears fill your eyes?" He kneeled in front of me and grasped my hands.
"Don't!" I pulled my hands away from him and narrowed my eyes in anger. "Dahlia.." "Do not speak to me now! You can not even tell me the truth, why talk now?"
I sniffed and glared at him, holding my knees closer. "What do you mean? I have told you nothing but the truth." "Is that right? Then what about my father?
Why did you feel the need to leave that little bit of information out, huh? Don't you think I should have known about him?"
He moved closer and reached for my hands again only to be refused yet another time. "Dahlia.... Listen to me... I wanted to tell you, I needed to tell you.... but..I...I.."
"You were too much of a coward! You did not want to appear weak in front of the others." "NO! I was afraid, but not of them... I was afraid of... you."
I laughed out loud at his comment, but the tears kept coming. "Why were you afraid of me?" He looked to the ground then back into my eyes.
"I did not want you to hate me. I knew I had to tell you the truth, but I did not want to hurt you anymore. Can you not see that?" I noticed his eyes begin to tear as well.
His strong will was weakening. This was the first time I had seen him cry. "You should have told me anyway... He was my father!" I stormed out and left him. "Dahlia!"
I had to get away. I needed to be by myself for a while. I left Master there in my room, crying on the floor. I did not even look back when he called my name.
I hated myself for being so angry with him, but I could not help it. He kept the most important thing from me all of my life.
I should have been mad at my father but I could not force myself to be. I knew when I decided to return, I would have to talk to him, my Master, Johnathan.
a/n: Like it?? I hope so. Thanx for reading and hopefully reviewing. I NEED REVIEWS PPL!! =) My next update may take a while. I'm going on vacation.... so.... see ya when I return! Bye!
Confrontation
I waited for Marcus to be completely out of sight before I took one last look at the painting and headed towards my room again. The walk seemed forever.
I opened the door and closed it behind me, then made my way to sit on a large sofa in the far corner of the room. I curled up and held my knees to my chest.
As I wrapped the skirt of my long crimson dress around my feet, I began to think again. 'Why did he never tell me? Why did my father keep this from me? Especially if he loved me so much.'
I felt my eyes begin to sting with the building tears. I wiped them away and let my head fall to the back of the couch. As much as I faught it, I could not contain my crying.
I let out loud sobs as each thought played through my mind over and over. I quickly glanced up and brushed the hair out of my eyes at the sound of my door. It was my Master.
He hurried over to me when he noticed my tears. "Oh Dahlia, what is wrong darling? Why do tears fill your eyes?" He kneeled in front of me and grasped my hands.
"Don't!" I pulled my hands away from him and narrowed my eyes in anger. "Dahlia.." "Do not speak to me now! You can not even tell me the truth, why talk now?"
I sniffed and glared at him, holding my knees closer. "What do you mean? I have told you nothing but the truth." "Is that right? Then what about my father?
Why did you feel the need to leave that little bit of information out, huh? Don't you think I should have known about him?"
He moved closer and reached for my hands again only to be refused yet another time. "Dahlia.... Listen to me... I wanted to tell you, I needed to tell you.... but..I...I.."
"You were too much of a coward! You did not want to appear weak in front of the others." "NO! I was afraid, but not of them... I was afraid of... you."
I laughed out loud at his comment, but the tears kept coming. "Why were you afraid of me?" He looked to the ground then back into my eyes.
"I did not want you to hate me. I knew I had to tell you the truth, but I did not want to hurt you anymore. Can you not see that?" I noticed his eyes begin to tear as well.
His strong will was weakening. This was the first time I had seen him cry. "You should have told me anyway... He was my father!" I stormed out and left him. "Dahlia!"
I had to get away. I needed to be by myself for a while. I left Master there in my room, crying on the floor. I did not even look back when he called my name.
I hated myself for being so angry with him, but I could not help it. He kept the most important thing from me all of my life.
I should have been mad at my father but I could not force myself to be. I knew when I decided to return, I would have to talk to him, my Master, Johnathan.
a/n: Like it?? I hope so. Thanx for reading and hopefully reviewing. I NEED REVIEWS PPL!! =) My next update may take a while. I'm going on vacation.... so.... see ya when I return! Bye!