JORDAN
"Please... please." She struggled with her legs and hands, kicking, hitting, scratching but I didn’t budge. I couldn’t see her, I didn’t feel her, not her tears, or pain or pleas. Why did she have to come there? Who gave her the right to come there? To look at that image? To turn everything upside down? How dare she?
"Stay away...I am not going to warn you again, stay completely away from me or else...." I growled. What held me was strong and angry and it pushed at me, blocking off my vision, my thoughts, my feelings. Memories I hated resurrected their ugly heads. Because I was in that room. I could still see the days, feel the air, hear the laughter as it danced around me. I could still see the colours, the joy that had my little heart exploding to tiny pieces.
“Daddy…” All the
