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7. Everybody Has Their Own Truths

"Shut up, Jane!" Lydia yelled, and she left the living room. Jane sighed and also left. Mary started playing the piano again, another piece of Schumann. It was as like she was possessed by the composer, but Lizzie knew it was just her way to handle a complicated situation.
Lizzie, who was sitting on the table, looked through the window and saw her dad, walking to the barn. She jumped of the table and left the house.
"Dad!" she called.
"Yes, Lizzie?" her father looked up and Lizzie saw his tired face, which made her hesitate for an instant. But there was no excuse, she realized, he already got off scot-free two days ago.
"We need to talk," she said soflty, and he nodded.
"Come in, dear," he said, and they walked into the barn. Her father sat down on a wooden chair he had placed there, years ago. He was in the barn often, and Lizzie knew that the whole time, he sat down on that chair.
"What's wrong, Liz?" he asked friendly, and his words made Lizzie explode.
"What's wrong!" she yelled, "you ask me what's wrong! You are wrong, because you don't say a word and just let things run their course! Your daughter is pregnant, and you walk into the barn and sit down and let us do everything! The fights, the argues, the discussions, you are no part of it, while you're our father, for god's sake!"
She took a second to breathe and her father interrupted her: "Lizzie-"
"No, no Lizzie! Please dad," suddenly, she started to cry, "we need you!"
She looked at him, and she realized she needed him, more than ever before.
"Please daddy," she whispered. She expected he would say something, but the only thing he did was standing up. He walked around the barn and then came in again.
"Well, what shall I say, Lizzie?" he softly spoke, and Lizzie stared at him in disbelief.
"Are you kidding me?" she slowly asked, and he looked at her. She saw his face, and she turned around. Before leaving the barn, she looked back once again.
"You're the most unresponsible dad I know."
She saw the hurted expression on his face, and she felt hurted by her own words too. But she couldn't do anything about it, it had to be said.

"Where's Lydia?" Lizzie asked Kitty. Her youngest sister shrugged."I don't know. Eve called, by the way." "When?"
"A few minutes ago, I thought you were in town or something."
"No, I had a conversation with dad."
Their gazes met and for the first time, Lizzie fully realized Kitty was getting older. She finally seemed to understand more serious things.
Lizzie grabbed the phone, and called her friend.
"Eve Dawson speaking."
"Hey, it's Liz. I heard you called?"
"Yeah, I did. I just wanted to know how things are."
"O, well..."
"Has Lydia decided?"
"No, she hasn't. Uh, I gotta go," Lizzie quickly said.
"Oh, okay," Eve slowly said, "hopefully I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah. See you."
Lizzie hung up. She had always told Eve everything, but now she didn't want to tell Eve about all the stuff that was going on. It felt too private – like it was only meant for the Bennet-family.
"Are you going to school again, tomorrow?" Kitty asked. Lizzie looked at her.
"I don't know. I haven't been to school since... the news, and I don't feel like-"
The bell rang and Lizzie walked to the door. She wondered who it was. She unlocked the door,opened it and saw the face of the one and only William Darcy.
She was totally stunned.
"What are you doing here?" she finally asked. She felt a crazy madness coming up.
"Kitty told me about the whole situation and I wanna tell you how sorry I am," William said in a worried voice. His face looked more handsome than before, and that only got Lizzie more and more angry.
"I should have told you about George," he continued, but Lizzie stepped forward.
"You should have told me about him?" she asked in a dangerous way.
"Yes, I should have, he's a bastard and I didn't know but I didn't tell you and-"
"Who's a bastard?" she yelled. "You are! Did you forgot your own baby? Your own child? The kid you left? And its mother? You are such a bastard and he is too! He also left and Lydia can't find him, he just dissapeared! I guess you're a professional when it comes to dissapearing, so probably you learned him how to do everything!"
She was so angry, she didn't see the strange expression on his face. When she stopped, he awkwardly asked: "What the hell are you talking about?"
Lizzie just stared at him.
"Who did tell you I've got a child?"
"George."
"Ah... And he always tells the truth, eh?"
For only an instant, William looked at her like no one else had ever did. Then he turned around and just walked away.
Lizzie just stood there and afther a few minutes, Kitty walked into the hall.
"Liz, what's up?" she asked worriedly.
"When did you go to William?"
"Two days ago," Kitty confessed with a blush on her cheeks, "When you came to me and Lydia, when we sat near the tree. She told me William knew George, and that she had tried to ask William where George was. It seemed to me that I had to tell Darcy Lydia's pregnant, maybe he could help us... He said he would try, and that he would come as soon as possible. He first wanted to come immediately, but I didn't think that was a good idea, 'cause you don't like him. Why, exactly?"
"I'm in love with him," Lizzie simply answered. She started to cry again, because she had the idea she had been very wrong about acrucial subject.