Mangled Heart (On Hold)

[.chapter.six.]

So! I hoped you all enjoyed chapter 5! I know it was short but because I don't have internet at home, I have to write at school, between assignments. Its just a hot mess right now. haha I'm trying my best to get to the computer as often as possible. So, hopefully I should have more uploads coming up for more of my stories. Yep, well, here is chapter six, darlings!

(P.S. I chose Kellie Pickler to be Kayalyna's real mum. She looks a lot like Pixie Lott. Just though I'd give you something to look at in your head when reading about her. :) Yep)

~Ever

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My arm was throbbing. It hurt to move it so I didn't. I groaned and put a hand to my head. My head was throbbing, too.

"Katalyna? Sweetheart?" A male voice cut through the silence. I slowly peeled back my lids and looked at him. Drew.

"Hello." My eyes flashed around the room and I recognized my bedroom.

"Hi, honey. I'm so so so so so sorry about what happened! Please forgive me for not protecting you better..." I was confused. What the hell was he talking about?

"Um, Drew?" I bit my lip. I tried to remember what he was going on about but my mind kept running a blank.

"Yes?" I stared at me with eager eyes, hoping I'd forgive him for whatever the problem was.

"I forgive you, but... what exactly happened? I can't remember..."

"You can't? Oh, well, er... Stephanie hurt you... I'm so sorry..." As he continued to apologize, my mind suddenly burst with the memory. Stephanie. Blood. Her eyes. There was so much malice in those brown eyes... I sat up quickly and stared down at my arm, my bicep was wrapped in gauze. I let out a shaky breath. I couldn't believe it. I remembered Faeth supporting me, Kendra asking something, then darkness. I couldn't believe I fainted! I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples with one hand. I'd only ever fainted once in my whole life.

I was in year 5 and was walking the streets when I heard a woman screaming from an alley. I ran in and found a man pointing a gun at her and shouting for her to be quiet and empty her purse. He noticed me and pointed the gun in my direction and I fainted. The next thing I new, I woke up in an ambulance and I saw him being put into a police car and the woman was sitting next to my cot.

Apparently, she was an undercover police officer who was waiting for back up so they could catch this repeat offender. She thanked me for helping her and apologized for making me go through that. That was the first and last time I ever fainted. Until now that is. I'm such a sissy.

I shook out my head and looked at Drew. "Does Kendra still have a headache? Did she get the tea out of my bag?"

"Uh, no, I don't believe she did." I sighed and stood up. I immediately felt dizzy so I grasped onto the headboard of the bed to steady myself. When the wave of nausea passed, I went and found my purse. I sat back down on my bed and crossed my legs indian style. I looked through it and eventually just dumped it out. There's was too much stuff in it again. I'd have to clean it out soon. out of the purse fell a small white envelope and my heart froze as well as my body.

The letter. I had been trying so hard to avoid it. Not thinking about it, not looking at it. I slowly set down my purse and took the envelope in my hands. Drew just stared at me, then the envelope, his eyes moving back and forth, putting two and two together. His body suddenly tensed as he realized what it must be. I turned the letter over and traced my name written in my mothers perfect calligraphy-like handwriting.

Katalyna.

I slowly turned it over again and broke the seal. I looked at Drew with tears in my eyes and handed him the envelope. I couldn't read it. He took in a deep, ragged breath and reached out for it, taking it gingerly in his hands. His eyes began to water as he slipped the letter out of the envelope and looked up at me one more time. He sniffled and unfolded the letter. Taking a deep breath, he began to read out loud.

My dearest Katalyna,

By the time you read this, I'll be dead. If I know you like I think I do, you've been putting off reading this letter so you can avoid the pain. I'm afraid the pain is inevitable. I just hope you don't read it too late. There are things that I never got to say to you and that fact has hurt me deeply. I thought I'd have more time to sit down and explain certain things to you. Until now, I didn't know how short our time together would really be. So I write you this letter to tell you my true last words, not just the ones I said in the hospital. I sit here, thinking about how amazing you are. Never has there ever been a daughter like you, you're every parent's dream. Stay that way. Please.

I assume you are now living with your father, Drew. He's a good man. Treat him as such. I know it may be hard to believe considering you've just met him, but he does love you. I'm very sorry that I never spoke to you about him. I just couldn't find the words. It made it easier to not speak about him because you never asked so I never volunteered the information...

There are things you will come to discover. I cannot fully explain these things to you, I don't think anyone can fully explain them. You just need to learn on your own. Your father will be there to help you through everything. The path you will find yourself on is not an easy one, or so I'm told. There will be pain, confusion, and internal struggles. You're a strong girl, though. I know you'll make it through whatever mother nature throws at you.

I know this may be confusing, but please bare with me. Don't give up on yourself. Times are tough, but you're tougher. I have to go now, I can hear your coming in from dance practice. Don't stop dancing. Or singing. You have so much talent. Don't waste it, please. There is one last thing I want you to know, though. I love you. With all my heart, for eternity. Never forget that. I'm always with you, my beautiful girl. 

With all the love and care in the world,

Your mother, Kathryn.

We were both bawling by the time Drew had finished reading. Even though it was his voice saying the words, I'm sure we both heard it in her sweet, strong voice. I missed her so much. She was right, the pain was inevitable. I just didn't see that until now. No matter how long I ignored her letter, my heart still ached. She was right on more levels than just that one, however. I was so confused. She knew as well as I did that I despise being confused. 

I wiped the tears from my eyes and scooted over to where Drew was sitting on my bed. I wrapped my arms around his shaking form and buried my head in the crook of his neck. He wrapped his arms around me and I could feel the paper scrapping my back through my shirt. I sighed and closed my eyes. I had a headache from crying so much. I needed to get out of this house and breath. I moved away and looked at my father... I had a mini debate with my conscience before finally making a decision to call him... "Dad? Can we please get out of this house for a little while?" 

He looked up at me, a look of surprise plastered across his face. He nodded slowly and stood, holding out a hand for me. I took it and he smile a small smile, which I greatfully returned. "We'll get through this together, KitKat. I promise." I nodded and decided to take his word for it. My mother would want that. After all, she said he was a good man. From what I've seen, my father was the best man there is.

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I know it's short but I have a math test to get to so I can't get into it any deeper at the moment. I hope you enjoy it though:) Love you all!

~Ever