Finally Found

Chapter 38 • Heartbreak

TW torture/ sad thoughts

Gabriella's POV

I always thought my first heartbreak would be from my first boyfriend, I was proved wrong when I was fourteen.

Proved wrong when I found out my mother was murdered in a robbery gone wrong. My mother wasn't supposed to be home, she was supposed to be working but she decided to leave early because she wasn't feeling well so she went home to sleep.

She didn't hear the sound of glass breaking, didn't hear the sound of someone rummaging through all of our things, didn't hear it coming.

I was told the robber who got caught didn't know she was there, that she was killed by accident.

And I believed it.

Not once did I find it suspicious at how it was a robbery gone wrong and yet nothing was stolen besides my mothers life.

But then came my second heartbreak in the form of the person who choose to care for me, my stepfather.

My mother loved me I know she did, but she was also lonely. So when she met John she thought she finally found someone to share this world with besides me.

And my naive little self thought the same, I mean my mother loved him, so obviously he was an amazing person to be able to have her in his life.

The monster that's always been inside him lurked in the darkness at night, hidden behind lingering touches an eight year old wouldn't think anything of, or his overprotectiveness at an innocent eleven year olds crush, to much even for a father.

It was all little things you wouldn't think twice about, until all those little things build up and the monster finally releases from its confines.

I didn't think my broken heart would heal from that, didn't think I would ever find the happiness in the world again, but I did.

I found it in my brothers.

But then the third heartbreak happened.

And this one did detrimental damage. Damage no one can come back from.

It shattered me, shattered my heart and I was forced to watch as the pieces were washed away by my tears no longer in sight and no longer to be fixed.

This heartbreak was caused by my brothers, and the sad part is it wasn't even their fault.

Yet every time I think of them that happiness that used to be there is overshadowed by the memories of them with a new me.

A better version of me, someone who won't weigh them down with the monsters of their past, who's to scared to tell them how much I love them which is more then I thought I ever would.

Someone who can make them happy, and from what I've seen that girl makes them very happy.

She won't wake them up with nightmares, she won't get in moods so dark nothing can get her out of them, and she'll be able to say 'I love you' whether the words falling from her lips are true or not.

This pain is the worst I've ever felt, and knowing I was weak and helpless while in the clutches of someone who only wished to give me pain was just icing on the cupcake.