Opened Sores, Zarah Smith [i wanna iguana read aloud .txt] 📗

It's okay, mom." She paused. " I forgive you."

Mrs. Cameron exhaled and a smile appeared on her face. She wondered how her daughter could be so forgiving. She knew that if it was her in Alyssa's position she would have been furious. She was lucky to have her as a daughter. She was lucky to get a second chance.

"But why?" Mrs. Cameron whispered.

"Because I believe you." Alyssa said blinking a few times trying to keep the tears from falling. Maybe her mom was right. Maybe things can change. Maybe things will finally get better.

******

Mrs. Cameron and Alyssa went home after their day around four o'clock. Alyssa was still trying to take it in. She still had a lot of questions. Questions like if Aly even knew about her and where did Aly even live? How did Aly feel about her parents? Did she think that they were horrid? Did she think they were the sweetest people? Did Aly even like them?

"Hey, Alyssa! I'm going out! I'll be home late! Don't wait up!" Mrs. Cameron yelled from downstairs.

"Alright! But Gavin's coming over!" Alyssa yelled back.

"That's fine!"

"Thankyou!"

About fifteen minutes later Gavin knocked on the front door. Alyssa yelled a "Come in!" and watched as Gavin walked through the door. The moment she seen him, her heart jumped. She greeted him with a hug and smiled.

"Hey," He said hugging her tight. "How'd it go?"

"It was....not as I expected." Alyssa mumbled into his shirt." But then again, I didn't know what to expect."

"Do you want to elaborate on that?" Gavin asked laughing slightly.

"Well." Alyssa started but then stopped. She wasn't sure what she wanted to tell him.

"Well?" Gavin pressed slightly squeezing her hand to let her know that it would be okay.

"She basically told me that she was sorry. That she was trying to make up for it and that she never wanted it to be like this." Alyssa said quickly.

"What changed?" Gavin asked softly.

"You." Alyssa said slowly.

"Me?" Gavin asked shocked. He pulled away from Alyssa and looked into her eyes. "What do I have to do with this?"

"She said that she sees hope in you. That you have been the hope she's been waiting for. That you are the change she's been looking for." Alyssa explains.

"But how?" Gavin asked.

"I don't know," Alyssa lied. She knew exactly why. It was for the same reasons that she saw in Gavin. She didn't know how to explain it be she knew that Gavin was her saviour.

"Did she say anything else?" Gavin asked slowly.

"Just something. She said," Alyssa paused taking a deep breath. "She told me that I had a sister named Aly. A twin sister."

"You have a what?" Gavin gaped. "And you believe her?"

"Yes, I do actually." Alyssa paused. " I don't know how to explain it but I do. I could tell she wasn't lying. But after that she just kept saying that she was sorry for everything."

"And what did you do?" He asked.

"I told her I forgave her. That I believed her." Alyssa answered.

"And you're sure about that?" Gavin asked softly, stepping closer to Alyssa and taking her hands in his.

"I am," She whispered.

*****

Alyssa woke up to a loud crash that sounded like glass hitting the floor. Her eyes flew open and she looked around seeing that it was still dark. She looked at the clock and seen that it was eleven at night. She saw her bedroom door crack open and the light peer in. She expected it to be her mother but saw her father walk through.

Alyssa squinted her eyes and watched her father edge closer. He stepped slowly towards her bed careful not to make noise. Alyssa tried to read the expression on his face, hoping to find an answer but to no avail. It was too dark for her to see anything.

"I know you're awake. Get up." He demanded.

"Where's mom?" Alyssa asked sitting up.

"She's not home. She's with a friend. And I said get up." Mr. Cameron hissed.

Alyssa got up and felt the cold floor beneath her feet. She took a small step near her night stand and held onto it for support. She groggily moved, still tired from waking up so abruptly. She looked at her father and waited for him to say something.

"What did your mother tell you?" He questioned.

"Nothing too important." Alyssa mumbled.

"She told you something, what was it?" Mr. Cameron asked growing impatient.

"She just said that you guys were sorry for how you treated me over the years and you were trying to make up for it." Alyssa said quickly, her words almost muffled.

"She said it was from both of us?" He asked.

"Yea," Alyssa answered. Mr. Cameron laughed a devious laugh and inched closer to Alyssa.

"She must have meant just her. Because I am NOT part of that category." Mr. Cameron cocked his head to the side. " What else did she say?" Alyssa stayed silently for a moment.

"What did she say!" Mr. Cameron yelled.

"Nothing. That was all." Alyssa said bringing her hands to her face and rubbing her eyes.

Alyssa felt two cold hands touching her and throwing her to the wall. Her eyes immediately flew open and she seen her father pressed against her, pinning her against the wall behind her. Alyssa felt the back of her head throb as she struggled to keep her focus. Mr. Cameron brings his arm around and hits alyssa in her stomach knocking all the air out of her body. He stepped back and watched as Alyssa hunched over and held her stomach.

Alyssa tried to cry but couldn't. She couldn't speak, she couldn't breath. All she could do was clutch her stomach and gasp for air. It hurt so much and Alyssa desperately tried to take in air but the air wouldn't come. Alyssa's eyes watered and tears slowly streamed down her face. As she caught her breath, Alyssa let out a small yelp. She breathed deeply, panting and taking all the air in as quickly as she could.

"You better not be lying to me," Mr. Cameron said venomously as he walked out of her room slamming the door.

Tears slowly streaked down Alyssa's face as she was still struggling to catch her breath. She sat on her knees hunched over and clutching her stomach. She burried her face into the ground and cried into it. Her head was spinning and she didn't know what to do. She just cried. She couldn't believe her father. For the slightest moment, she hoped he had changed too. But she was wrong, he hasn't and never will.

Alyssa seen the door inch open and she held her breath. She didn't want her father to catch her crying. He'd only hurt her more. When she seen her mother walk in she looked back to the ground. Mrs. Cameron ran over to her and wrapped her arms around her.

"Alyssa, what happened?" Mrs. Cameron said. Alyssa didn't answer. "Was it him?" Alyssa nodded.

"It's okay, Alyssa. It'll be okay." Mrs. Cameron comforted. "Shh...." Alyssa cried and to her mothers shoulder and held onto her tightly. She didn't want to be here, she didn't want to stay here anymore. She was going to go insane. She cried into her mother's shoulder until she fell asleep. Mrs.Cameron rested her back against Alyssa's bed and put her head on top of hers. She was exhausted, but this time she wasn't leaving her side.

Chapter 12: Anniversaries

Alyssa felt hot breath tickling the side of her neck. She squirmed under her sheets and opened her eyes. She saw her father hovering over her; watching her. Frightened, she jumped, up falling off of her bed and hitting her arm on the nightstand. Mr. Cameron laughed and stared at her. Alyssa's heart was racing and she didn't know what her father was up to.

"Seventeen years ago, this was the day that I found out we were having you." He said just above a whisper.

Mr. Cameron picked Alyssa up squeezing her arms tight and throwing her onto the bed. He climbed over her laughing a laugh that sent chills down her spine. He took in her scent and smirked. Alyssa shut her eyes tight hoping this was all a dream, that none of this was happening.

"You know," Mr.Cameron started. "You're going to go through hell before death do me part."

Mr. Cameron got up and laughed while walking to the door. He opened it and turned around before muttering, "Happy Anniversary, Alyssa."

*

Alyssa looked around the hallways hoping to spot Gavin. He hasn't been at school all day and she didn't know where he was. She wondered why he didn't bother calling her and hoped he was okay. Alyssa walked down the steps outside of her school and started to head for Gavins house. She knocked on the door but there was no answer.

Alyssa took out her phone and dialed Gavins number but it went straight to voicemail. She put her phone away and tried to not be paranoid. But she couldn't help herself, today was a day when she really needed a shoulder to lean on. After what happened last night and this morning, all she wanted to do is be with Gavin. She felt her phone vibrate and saw that her mom was calling. Alyssa ignored it and started heading for the lake.

*

Gavin closed his eyes and took deep breaths, feeling the wind slowly blow through his hair. His mouth slowly formed into a small smile as he remembered the memories of his father. His mind went through a series of events, tears slowly streaking down his face on this dreadful day. It was the anniversary of his father's death and he hated it everytime it came around.All of those wonderful memories were taken away when that horrid moment played through his mind.

Gavin sat in the back seat of his Father's silver honda civic. He sat there patiently waiting to finally be home after a long day with his parents.

"Gavin, did you have fun today?" Mrs. Reed asked.

"Yea, mom. It was cool." Gavin answered smiling.

"That's good, Gavin. Really good. We'll do this another time if you'd like." Mr. Reed smiled.

"Maybe," Gavin mumbled.

"I'm going to drop by the restaurant if you guys don't mind," Mr. Reed stated.

"Of course not," Mrs. Reed laughed.

Mr. Reed took his eyes from the road for a moment to glimpse towards Mrs. Reed. Within seconds, a fast moving vehicle rammed into the side of the car. The small car flipped over a few times before remaining immobile in the middle of the road. Gavin tried to move but found that he couldn't. He looked around and saw both of his parents lying unconcious in the front of the car. He wanted so desperately to move, to go to them but he couldn't. The pain was too much for him to handle; he felt better just lying there.

The sound of the two cars colliding made Gavin cringe a little; as much as he could in the position he was in. The sound of his father's bones breaking replayed in his mind and he knew that he was dead on direct impact. Gavin could smell the Gasoline seeping out of the car. He tried to call for help but his