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Chapter 6
"What are you doing here, Dad?" I ask through a groggy throat.
"You were in an accident, a car hit you. Don't you remember?" he ask with what looks like worry in his eyes.
Man, I must have really hit my head hard; I think I'm seeing things. My father wouldn't be worried about me.
"I know that. How could I forget? It hurt like a bitch." I say as I roll my eyes. "I mean, what are you doing here, as in Beacon Hills sitting by my bedside acting like father of the year?"
His face grows angry and his eyebrows crease and met in the middle.
"Derek and Jack called me. They were both worried about you. Jack said you hit your head really hard." He says as he looks at his hands.
"Wait, what?! Derek called you?" I ask curious about why Derek would call my father.
"Yes, Derek called. I was already on the plane over here when he called. Your accident really worried Derek and he knew I was the only person who could help you." He says as he looks at his hands.
"Wait, what do you mean only one who could help me." I ask looking around the room.
"Aria, when the car hit you, your head smacked full force on to the pavement. You passed out almost immediately. Jack has been around enough accidents to know that the hit to your head wasn't something taken lightly."
I look at him and his eyes are dangerously watery.
"Your brain was hemorrhaging." He looks down at his hands again.
I immediately touch my head and it feels normal. I don't have any bandages.
"Jack called me while you were on your way to the hospital. He was really nervous because they told him that you seemed to just of had concussion, but he said he thought it was far worse than that, he was right."
I arch my eyebrow.
"Aria, when I got here you were on oxygen because you were having trouble breathing on your own. They were going to do a CAT scan. Which they are clearly idiots because if they would have waited to do the Cat scan you would have died. I did what I am, meant to do, I healed you." He says as he looks at me.
Flashback
"When do we get to the fun stuff?" I ask anxiously.
My mother smiles and walks away from the stove and over to the kitchen table.
"Do you take a test without studying and expect to get a perfect paper?" my mother asks me with a knowing smile.
"Well, it's not likely, but I've done it a few times." I say with a proud smile.
"It's important to know the history and basics of what you are." She says and looks over the grimoire.
"I'm not a healer so what is the point of learning about them?" I ask with a sigh.
My mother looks at me and lets out a sigh.
"Healers are a big part of Sentinel history." She says as she sits on the chair in front of me.
"When the Sentinels started protecting the werewolves it was in secret, and the hunters didn't know who are what was protecting the werewolves. So, the hunters became smart and started recruiting women. These women to get close to the werewolves and try to bed with them, earn their trust. Some succeeded and the werewolves fell in love with them, some of the huntresses did too and were loyal, but some weren't. The hunters started killing off the Sentinel families, men, women, and even the children to make sure they weren't around for future generations. Once the remaining families got word of what was happening they did protection spells to make sure they couldn't hurt their families and started fighting along the werewolves. That's where the healers come in." She takes the grimoire from my hands and flips the page and points to a painted picture of a woman with beautiful blond hair like my mother's and green eyes too. In the painting a man who was just as handsome as she was beautiful, was behind her with his arms around her protectively.
"That's Shoshanna Volkova she is our descendent, we are the Volkova clan. She fell in love with Feodor Zolnerowich, he was a healer. It's said they were very much in love, and from stories passed down they were epic together. When the hunters started hunting the Sentinels, Shoshanna was the first Sentinel to fight alongside her pack. It's said, when she used her powers she was extraordinary. Shoshanna fought many battles and was an idol to many of the young sentinel women. Everyone believed her to be invincible, immortal, but they were wrong. You and I know that we aren't invincible, we can die just like everyone else." She says with a sad smile, "Shoshanna was gravely injured in one of the most fiercest battles she had ever fought in, and when Feodor found her she was on her last breaths. Feodor was so distraught with grief and he knew couldn't have a life without Shoshanna, and so he healed her. When he did that he forged a magical pact with Shoshanna to protect, heal, and love her." she says as she hands me back the grimoire.
"So, what you are saying?" I ask intrigued by this story.
"When Feodor forged the magical pact his family and his descendants were bond to protect Sentinels. When word reached other healers they were so moved by his act that they decided to do the same. You see there aren't many Sentinel families around, and to see that we are, the healers fight alongside us. They protect and heal us, and the wolves as well, but only when it is right. We all follow a code. That code ensures the balance of nature stays intact." She says.
"Healers there like our partners? We each get one?" I ask.
"Yes, they are. As a healer it's their destiny to be ours, but we don't know who they are until we become a Sentinel to a pack. Once we have made that bond with the pack the healer is magically pulled to us." She says with a smile. "It is a wonderful bond a Sentinel and Healer have."
"Who was your Healer? Maybe he or she can heal you?" I ask hopeful.
If someone can heal my mother that would be amazing, I wouldn't lose her.
Her eyes grow sad and she looks at me with a sad smile.
"Your father was our healer."
"What?! My father is a healer?!" I ask dumbfounded.
"Yes, he is an amazing one too, but he can't heal me, that I won't allow him to do."
"Do you mean you won't allow it, or he won't do it?!" I ask with my eyes dangerously watery.
"I won't allow it. He will not tip the balance." She says and gets up from the table and back to the stove.
"You need to finish reading that in the next ten minutes. Dinner is almost ready." She says as if nothing.
I look down at my book and see a tear drop fall straight onto the page of the book. I wipe my eyes and continue reading.
End of Flash back
I almost died?! Wow, he saved me, but he couldn't save my mother.
"Why?! What would it matter to you?! You wouldn't heal mom! You let her die!" I yell angrily with tears streaming down my cheeks.
"You are my daughter. I love you." He says as he tries to grab my hand but I snatch it away.
"Your mother didn't want me too. I loved her even after we divorced I would have done anything to save her, but she wouldn't let me." he says with his eyes red.
"Whatever. You never loved me or her, because if you did you would have healed her! IF you loved me you would have healed her because you know that losing her has been the hardest most painful experience of my life! IF you LOVED me you wouldn't have wanted me to experience that kind of pain." I say with so much venom he looks at me with hurt in his eyes.
"That is not true! Aria, I Do love you. You are the only thing I have left of her. I know I should have been there for you after she died but I couldn't. It was too hard. I loved her even after we divorced. I still do and I regret that I left! If I could go back I would do it differently but I can't. " He says as he looks defeated.
I close my eyes and feel the tears running down my cheeks.
"Leave. I don't want you here." I say so low I barely hear myself.
"Aria, I'm not going anywhere. I want to make things right between us." He says and I open my eyes to see him looking at me with sadness and determination.
I look out the window to the hallway to try to distract myself and that is when I see my Uncle Jack and Stiles coming.
"Uncle Jack doesn't know anything, right?" I say changing the subject.
His eyes grow wide with the sudden change of subject.
"No, everyone thinks it was just the stress of the hit on your body, which made it difficult for you to breathe."
Right at the moment my Uncle Jack and Stiles walk in with huge smiles on their faces.
"Dude! You're awake!" Stiles says as he rushes to my bed and hugs me.
I return the hug instantly and feel my eyes watering.
"Stiles, I really appreciate that you're glad I'm awake. I do, but dude, I can't breathe." I say with a soft laugh.
Everyone in the room starts to laugh and Stiles turns beat red.
"You really gave us a scare there, sweetheart. Next time you see a car heading my way please just yell look out." Uncle Jack says as he pulls me into a hug.
"You know I'd do it again. I love you, Uncle Jack." I say and hug him tightly.
"I love you, too." He says and kisses my cheek.
When we pull apart I see my father sitting there staring at us, an on his face expression that I can only describe as longing.
"How long was I out, and when the hell do I get out of this crack pot?" I ask itching to get out of here.
"Two days and probably tomorrow if I can convince your doctor." My father says.
"Oh, man, no wonder my head feels like Jell-O." I say rubbing my head.
My father and Uncle Jack laugh, while Stiles looks like he has something on his mind.
"I'm starving. Do I get food?" I ask
Uncle Jack and my father look at each other and smile at me. Seeing my Uncle Jack and my father you would know that they were brothers. They have the same smile and eyes; the only exception is my father still has a toned body. That is due to he still uses his healing powers.
"Why don't your Father and I go and get some Chinese food, and Stiles can keep you company, while we are gone?" Uncle Jack says as he pats my father's back.
"Mm. Chinese food!" I say as my stomach growls.
"Alight, Jeff let's go before she decides to eat Stiles." Uncle Jacks says with a chuckle.
My father gets up and grabs his jacket.
"You sure you feel fine?" he asks
"Yeah."
He nods his head and follows my uncle out.
"Why is he still here?" I ask Stiles.
He shrugs his shoulders.
"I guess because he's your father."
"Unfortunately." I say as I pull on the covers to the hospital bed.
"I'm sorry I should have been there that night. I might have been able to do something. We all know Scott is useless." He says angrily.
"Hey, this isn't yours or Scotts fault. Yeah, Scott is a werewolf and has heightened senses but he was busy keeping Allison safe, and that is okay. I'm alive and that's all that matters." I say as I grab Stiles hand.
"Yeah but you're only alive because of Uncle Jeff. If it wasn't for him, you'd be dead. That scares me, Aria. I can't lose you, too." He says.
I immediately grab him and pull him into a hug.
"You are not losing me, Stiles. I'm here to stay." I say.
He pulls back and looks out the hospital window.
"So when were you going to tell me about Isaac Lahey?" he asks as he points out the window.
I instantly smile at his name and then I remember Isaac holding me after I got hit by the car. I turn to the window to see him standing out in the hallway.
"It's just happened. Plus, with all the werewolf crap there hasn't been time to talk about it." I say as I sit up.
"I'll go get him." Stiles say as he gets up from the bed.
"Wait. Do I look okay?" I ask nervously.
"No, you look like you haven't showered in days." He says with a smile and walks out the room.
I sit up and try to flatten my hair as best I can.
The door opens and Isaac walks in with a smile.
"Hey, you're finally awake. How are you feeling?" He says as he sits in the chair my father was sitting in earlier.
"Yeah, and I feel surprisingly well considering I got hit with a car." I say with a chuckle.
Isaac doesn't laugh, instead he looks sad.
"You really scared me. I t-thought you were going to d-die. You w-were in r-really bad shape." He says as he looks at me with scared expression.
"Isaac, I'm sorry, but like I told Stiles, I'm here to stay." I say as I grab his hand.
He looks up at me and smiles.
"What about that date? When is that going to happen?" I ask with a huge smile.
The thought of Isaac and I on a date made my stomach flip-flop.
"I was hoping if you didn't mind Thursday night because Friday is the lacrosse game and I have to work after, and I have to work Saturday too." He says with a shy smile.
"That sounds awesome. I'm really looking forward to Thursday, then." I say give Isaac's hand a small squeeze.
He chuckles and looks at his watch with a nervous look.
"Do you have work today?" I ask knowing by his nervousness he does.
"Yeah I have to leave in a bit. I told my dad I had to stay at school to study. That's how I've been able to come." He says with a little shrug.
"How about you stick to that story from now on? When I get out of here we can have study sessions after school." I say with grin.
"You really want to help me study?" he asks me with a confused expression.
"If it means I get to spend time with you, then, yeah." I say.
He looks at me with that expression in his eyes again, the same one from the teachers' conference. I wonder what is going on up there in his mind.
"I've got to go but I'll come back tomorrow again." He says as he starts to stand up.
"I will be released and back home tomorrow."
"I will call you then, okay?"
"Okay." I say with a smile.
He leans forward and kisses my forehead.
"I'll see you tomorrow." He says.
I wave goodbye as he walks out the hospital room.
Stiles walks in and arches his eyebrow.
"He has been here every day." He says with an eye roll.
"What? Really?" I ask with a huge smile on my face.
"Yeah, even Uncle Jeff likes him." he says with a smug smile.
Ugh, he always knows how to kill my good mood.
I jolt straight up from my bed when I hear a thud. I look to my bedroom window and see someone trying to get up from the floor.
"Ugh." I hear the figure say as falls back to the floor.
"Aria." The figure says and that's when I recognize the voice as Derek.
I instantly shoot out of my bed and rush to him on the floor.
"Derek, what happened to you?" I ask worriedly.
"The Alpha he attacked me." he says and groans in pain.
I turn the light on in the room and see Derek's back clawed. There's blood everywhere. I run over to him and look at his back, blood is just gushing out and he isn't healing. That is when I know that I am going to have to get my dad.
"Hold on, I'm going to go get my dad." I say and run out the room.
I run downstairs and rush to the couch.
"Dad, wake up!" I say in a rushed whisper.
He opens his eyes and looks at me with worry.
"Are you o-" I cut him off.
"I'm fine. It's Derek he is upstairs. Something is wrong he isn't healing."
My father gets up and I lead him upstairs. We rush into the room and I close the door behind us. Derek is laying on the floor in a fetal position.
"Derek, I need you to tell me what happened?" My father says as he tries to look at Derek's back.
"It was the Alpha, he attacked Derek." I say as I sit next to Derek.
I grab his hand in mine and start stroking his hair in a soothing motion. He looks at me and his eyes fill with pain.
"There is an Alpha?" my father asks me.
"Yes, and he turned Scott. He's trying to form a pack." I say.
My father looks worriedly at me as I continue to try to sooth Derek while he groans in pain.
"Help me take his shirt off." My father says to me.
I pull Derek up and as I do he yells in pain and passes out. I instantly look at my father worriedly.
"It's okay, he's fine." He says "Now I'm going to lay him on his stomach and I'm going to need you to get your grimoire, and look for the spell 'Dolorem'*."
I run over to my bed and pull out my grimoire from underneath and run back to sit next to Derek.
"Monstra te."** I say commanding the book to show me the spell.
The pages instantly flip open to the spell.
"Now start chanting the spell. It will help him heal faster." He says.
"Wait?! You're not going to heal him?" I ask.
"I can't he isn't mine to heal anymore." he says sadly.
"You healed me." I say angrily,
"Yes because you're my daughter, but I cannot heal him he's marked, with your family crest. Which means he belongs to you and another healer, so I cannot heal him." he says sadly.
"This spell will relieve the pain which will cause his body to heal. The pain is what is holding his body from healing." He says.
"Do it now, Aria." He commands.
I look at the spell and start to chant.
"Dolorem in, dolor per totam, dolorem minuit, sanare vulneribus tuis. Dolorem in, dolor per totam, dolorem minuit, sanare vulneribus tuis. Dolorem in, dolor per totam, dolorem minuit, sanare vulneribus tuis."*** I keep chanting till I can feel my blood running so hot I start to sweat.
I suddenly feel the need to stop. I open my eyes to see Derek's wounds start to close. I look at my father and his eyes are glistening with pride.
"Aria, that was amazing. You did a wonderful!" he says with a huge smile plastered on his face.
I couldn't help but smile back because I felt amazing. I had done a spell that helped Derek. Saved Derek.
I suddenly felt woozy and I could feel my body become weak. I try to stand but I immediately fall back down. My father rushes to my side lifts me and places me on my bed.
"You need to rest. Spells like that will drain you, especially since you don't have enough endure or practice. I'm going to get you a glass of water and some blankets so Derek can sleep on the floor. He isn't going to be waking up for a few hours." He says as he walks out the door.
I look over to the floor and Derek is still lying on his stomach, his back is completely healed. No scare or blemish to even show that he was hurt before.
My father walks back in with a glass of water and two pain relievers, he hands them over to me.
"This will help for the headache that will come later." He says with a small smile.
He then starts to make a makeshift bed out of blankets for Derek.
"What did you mean when you said Derek belongs to me?" I ask.
"He has your family crest on his back. Which means that you are his Sentinel." He says as he turns Derek over onto the makeshift bed of blankets.
"But he isn't an Alpha."
"Not, yet." He says as he stands up.
"What do you mean?" I ask curiously.
"The Triskelion, your family crest will appear on all the werewolves from the pack, but it only appears that big and on that section of the body of the Alpha." He says pointing at Derek.
"Oh." Is all I can say.
"Aria, I know it's a lot to handle but I'm here I know a lot about what you can do. I can help you. I want to help you." He says hopeful.
"I don't think this is the time to talk about this. I don't want to wake Derek, he needs to recover." I say as I turn my body to face the opposite direction of my father.
"Oh, okay. Goodnight, then." My father says and I can hear the disappointment in his voice.
As soon as I hear him close the door I let the tears fall. Who does he think he is? He cannot come here and act like he loves me and wants to be a part of my life now. I can't handle this. Especially now that I know the reason Laura died was because of me. Derek will hate me knowing that I'm the reason. She came here because they were pulled to me. My heart plunges into my stomach and I cry even harder at thought of Laura's death on my hands.
My cries are low but the tears are spilling out like buckets. My whole body is shaking with the agony. I suddenly feel arms around me.
"Aria, don't cry. Everything will be okay. I'm here. I'll always be here." Derek says as he holds me.
My heart sudden swells and I let out the cries I had tried so hard to hold back. The whole time I cry Derek just holds me and keeps saying over and over that everything is okay. Little does he know it's my fault Laura is dead.
"YO! Aria are you decen-What the hell is this?!" Stiles tries not to yell as he slams the door.
I instantly sit up and see Derek asleep next to me in just his pants.
"It's not what it looks like." I say covering Derek with the blanket.
Stiles eyes grow wide and he locks my door to my room.
"Don't get mad at me." he says nervously as he rubs his neck.
"What did you do, now?" I ask.
"Last night Scott and I tried to get the Alpha at the school, and we succeeded."
"Okay." I motion for him to go on.
"Well, long story short the Alpha tried to kill us, and in us I mean Lydia, Allison, Jackson, and myself." He says and fidgets.
"What in the hell were you two thinking? He could have killed you all. You should have seen Derek last night, it was horrible." I say with some much anger at their stupidity.
"That's not all. Scott blamed everything on Derek when the cops showed up. He's a fugitive." He says meekly.
I instantly get up from my bed and push Stiles into the wall.
"WHAT?! IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO?!" I yell!
Derek jolts up from the bed and grabs his ears.
"Sorry." I say as I look at him.
"Stiles explain to me why you all would blame Derek?" I say with so much venom I can taste it.
"We thought he was dead, so it wouldn't matter. How could we tell the cops or Allison, Lydia, and Jackson that there was an Alpha werewolf trying to kill us?" he says with a little edge to his voice.
I rub my face and look at Derek.
"You're a wanted fugitive, thanks to Scott." I say.
He puts his head down.
"Well I better get to hiding." He says as he starts to open my window.
"Wait, where are you going? What if you need me how am I supposed to know how to get to you?" I ask nervously.
Derek walks back to me and pulls me into a tight hug.
"Don't worry about me. Worry about yourself. If I need you, I will find you. Just keep those to idiots out of trouble." He says and kisses the top of my head.
"Please don't go."
"Thank you, Milena for helping me last night. I'll see you around. Tell your dad thank you for me, okay?" He says as he cups my cheek.
I nod my head in response because I can't speak. I know if I do I will break.
He pulls me into a quick tight hug and then is out the window before I can even blink.
"How could you all do that to him? All he's doing is trying to help Scott? I'm really disappointed in you, Stiles." I say as I unlock and open the door.
"Aria, I'm sorry." He says and looks really distraught.
"I cannot be around you, not now." I say and motion for him to walk out.
He looks at me with his mouth gaping open.
"Seriously, Aria?!" he asks with awestruck expression.
"Yes! How dare you let Scott do that?! You have a voice your father is the sheriff he would have believed you!" I yell.
"Wow! Seriously? You are mad at me over, Derek?! He is just some guy! I'm your family!" he yells back.
"He's not just some guy, Stiles! I love him! He is family!" I yell back and feel my eyes water with anger.
Stiles looks at me and he gasps with his eyes wide, with realization.
"You love him, love him!" He says his voiced filled with astonishment.
"What? No, I don't love him like that." I look away from Stiles as I reply.
"Oh yeah you do! That's gross! He's old! He's also a creepy werewolf loner!" he practically shouts.
"I'm not going to talk about this with you! I'm done talking leave!" I yell at the top of my lungs.
That instant my father comes running up the stairs.
"What is going on?" He asks us.
I roll my eyes at Stiles and look at my father.
"This dimwit and Scott just made Derek a wanted fugitive." I say angrily.
He shakes his and looks at me.
"I know it's all over the news. I'm going to go look for him and try to help him find a place to hide." He says as he gives me a reassuring look.
"Thanks. He's going to need all the help, but you aren't going to be the one to find him." I say looking at Stiles.
"What?! Why are you looking at me?!" he asks nervously.
"You and Scott are going to go find him." I say.
"No way!" he replies.
I flick his head and walk to my nightstand and pick up my phone, and start dialing.
"Hello, Scott." I say
Walking to my locker I kept thinking about how I needed to start exercising my powers so that I could be stronger. Derek really needs me now.
"Aria!" I hear my name being called.
I turn around to see Isaac running up to me.
"Hey!" I say with a smile.
"Hey, I-I was w-wondering what time y-you were going t-to want me to p-pick you up tomorrow?" he asks nervously.
Tomorrow was Thursday! I completely forgot. I instantly feel horrible.
"How about six o'clock?" I say and lace my hands with his.
"Okay, I-I don't h-have a car, is m-my bike alright?" he asks with embarrassment.
I smile and stop him from walking.
"There is nothing wrong with your bike. I gladly hitch a ride on your bike any day." I say and tiptoe and plant a chaste kiss on his lips.
He looks at me with a dazed expression.
"Alright, pick you up at six." He says a little more confident.
We walk outside to the parking lot and I see my father's car parked there waiting for me.
"Ugh, he's here." I say with an I roll.
"Your dad?" he asks.
"Yeah. Unfortunately." I say with a sigh.
We walk up to my dad's BMW and he rolls down the window.
"Hey, sweetheart." He says with a big smile.
"Hello, Isaac, it's nice to see you again." He says with a smile on his face.
"Hello, Mr. Stilinski. Nice to see you too." He says with a smile.
"Do you need a ride?" he asks.
I look at Isaac and nod my head, silently pleading with him to go with me so I wouldn't have to ride alone in the car with my father.
"Yes, please if that's alright?" he says with a polite smile.
I give him my best thank you smile.
"We just need to get Isaac's bike and hook it on to the rack." I say pointing on my dad's bike rack on his car.
"Okay I'll park next to it so you all don't have to walk all the back over here." He says.
He drives away and I turn to Isaac.
"Thank you so much! I cannot be alone with him." I say with a sigh.
"It's no problem. I actually like your Dad. He was really nice to me when I met him in the hospital." He says with a shrug.
"I wish my dad cared about me, the way yours cares about you." He says with a sad smile.
"It's all an act. He doesn't care." I say with a sigh.
"Doesn't seem like an act, but what do I know?" he says .
He unlocks his bike from the rack and hooks the bike onto my father's bike rack.
We get into the car and my father immediately starts asking Isaac a million and one questions. I was actually very surprised that he was not super nervous around my father, usually Isaac is so shy and nervous but he was actually very well composed.
"So, Isaac, Stiles tells me you're on the lacrosse team. He says your pretty good." He says as he looks at him through the rearview mirror.
"Yes sir, but I'm just decent. I'm not Scott McCall or Jackson Whitmore. Now they are the guys to see play. They are really good." He says humbly.
"Well, then I guess I will have to go to the game on Friday and I'll be the judge. How about afterward we all go out for dinner. My treat." My father asks looking at me.
"Isaac has to work, sorry." I say and roll my eyes.
He looks at Isaac.
"Aria is right sir, I do have to work. I wish I didn't, that would have been fun, thank you for inviting me along." he says with a small disappointed smile.
My father nods his head.
"Well maybe another time then? Rain check?" he asks Isaac.
Isaac smiles and nods his head.
"Yes, sir, I would really like that." he says.
The rest of the car ride to the cemetery was just chit-chat between my father and Isaac, talking about sports. My father was really getting on my nerves. I don't know why he was trying to get to know Isaac he isn't going to be around for long. He is just going to go back to ignoring me.
"Well this is your stop. Nice seeing you, again Isaac." My father says and puts his hand out so Isaac can shake it.
Isaac leans over and shakes my father's hand.
"Thank you for the ride, Mr. Stilinski."
"Don't call me Mr. Stilinski, makes me feel old. Call me, Jeff." He says with a smile.
"Okay, thanks again Jeff."
"Can I call you later?" Isaac asks me.
"Yeah, of course." I says with a sweet smile.
I turn to look at my father but with a serious face.
"I'm going to stay and visit mom. Something you don't do." I say and get out of the car.
My father and Isaac get out of the car after me.
"Aria, wait. I need to talk to you!" my father says.
I walk over to Isaac and grab his hand and drag him into the cemetery.
"Aria! Don't you dare walk away from me, young lady!" my father yells at me.
Who in the hell does he think he is? When did he get the right to yell at me, scorn me like a child.
"UGH!"
I stop in my tracks and Isaac turns to look at me.
"I got to get to work. You know how my Dad gets if I don't get here on time." He says "Don't get mad at me, but I think you should go and talk to him." he says meekly.
"It's okay go. Call me when you get out of work, okay?"
He smiles and kisses my cheek.
"Okay, just try to talk to him." he says and waves goodbye.
I nod and wave back. I turn to my father and stalk back up to him.
"What do you want to talk about, huh? You want to pretend to care about who my friends are and how my life is? When we both know it's pointless you are going to leave and forget about me. No calls, no texts, nothing. So, what's the point of trying?!" I yell at him.
He looks at me for a moment like if the words were a bat that hit his stomach.
"Aria, I'm sorry, you feel that way about me. I want to make things better between us. The car accident made me realize I could lose you, like I lost your mother and that scared; scares me. I wanted to talk to you about me moving back to Beacon Hills, become a resident doctor here again. I want to get to know you again. I want to help you. I love you." He says as he looks me straight in the eye.
I'm lost for words, something that is rare for me.
"I want to be apart of your life. I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you when your mother got sick and died. It was just too hard to see her like that. Especially when I knew I couldn't do anything for her. I felt like I failed her and you, and I did. I failed you. I'm sorry." He says with his eyes watery.
My chest hurts with his words, he could have helped her! Screw the balance! She was everything to both of us and he let her die.
"I get it. You want to try to be here for me. I do, but I can't bring myself to forgive you for not healing her. I don't know if I ever will." I say and look at my feet to try to stop the tears that want to fall because looking at him is making my chest hurt.
"I know that, already, but I want to try to be here for you anyway. I want to around when and if you ever do forgive me. I'm going to stay here in Beacon Hills, I just gave my two-week notice today. I have to go back to New York at the end of the week, and work my last two weeks. Then I will be back. When I do come back I want to try at making this work." He says as he motions between us.
Is he being serious did he just give up his job for me? I can't let him know that it surprised me. I will not let him in, he will just abandon me again. I won't let him do that to me again. I won't.
"Fine but I'm still going to live with Uncle Jack." I say and walk back to the car.
Latin Translations
*Relieve Pain
**Show Yourself
***Pain with in, pain throughout, pain diminish, heal thy wounds
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