"YOU'RE SUCH A d**k! YOU TOLD ME YOU WEREN'T LIKE THE OTHERS! YOU SHOWED ME THINGS LIKE YOU WERE SOME GOOD PERSON! AND YOU'RE NOT! YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER! YOUR FATHER WHO- WHO! UGH!" Eden stopped short.
Before my father what? BEFORE MY FATHER WHAT? The thought of what could be at the end of that sentence looped and locked in my mind and wouldn't get out. It was quickly becoming an obsession. I had to know what the bastard had said or done. I didn't know what it was, but it was like a bad drug that I craved and needed. I had to have it. I had to know what that son of a b***h did to her.
I slowly turned around as my cup trembled in my hand. "My father, who what?"
I didn't mean for it to come out so harshly and dark, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't keep the words from slithering o
