Chapter 6: How did I miss this?
Eddie's P.O.V:
How did I miss all of this?
"I don't want to talk about it anymore...I'm going to bed" She said, pulling herself up from the couch and grabbing the glass of water.
"Patricia, could we talk about this in the morning?" I asked.
"I don't know...I really don't want to recap on it, again. It was terrifying experience..." She trailed off, and I saw the most hurt look in her eyes.
"Please?"
"I can't Eddie...it hurts to talk about it! Have you ever been hurt by anyone you thought loved you?!"
I stopped. Yes, yes I have. I thought my dad loved me, but he took off and left. I also thought my mom loved me, but she got re- married to a big old jerk called Derek.
"Just...leave me alone, ok?" She said, and then left.
Patricia P.O.V:
I'm so tired of being afraid. But the presence of my dad still lingers here, and these wounds just don't seem to heal, the pain just too real. He drove over me, and broke my confidence. I've tried so hard to convince myself that he's gone but it still feels so real, like he can still hurt me.
The thing that bothers me the most is that I loved him and he loved me. He was my dad, she was my mum...they still are. But the relationship is different now, because my dad abused me and my mum left me. I feel used and abandoned.
Somewhere beyond the hurt and hatred, I still believe that he loves me. But I can't trust anyone, not even Eddie or Joy.
Is it just the drink, or do I need to open my eyes?