SILENCE

TEN

Quote for the chapter: Maybe I am crazy but laughing makes the pain pass by.

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Maybe I should have hanged myself.

Here I am in a hospital waiting painfully for death.

I was alive but not alive.

Simply putting it, I was in a coma.

Which meant everyday of rest.

Well that's until my family visits, they end up wetting not just the bed but my arms with tears.

And dad's been rubbing it in my face everytime he comes here.

He's acting like he cared about me.

He should win a f*****g Oscar with that performance he just exhibited.

I can't see them but I sure as hell can hear them with them talking directly into my ears.

The doctor said I could hear them and it was up to me to become conscious again.

Well, he got the first part right but not the latter.

I could hear them but I couldn't move any part of my body especially my eyelids, it's like they're the strongest muscle in my whole body.

So it wasn't up to me to wake up.

It's up to my body.

Anyways, today is Jason's graduation which meant they'll come later in the day.

Probably after the graduation.

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They didn't come that day, or the next or the next or the next.

And as embarrassing as this, I miss them.

Maybe too much but if they want to abandon me, they should have unplugged the Life support before leaving.

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Something's wrong.

After a week of abandoning me, they're suddenly here.

I could still hear them chanting 'I am sorry' to me over and over again and the word sorry hasn't irritated me this much before.

Well, turns out I was right.

Something about today was different.

First of all, officers visiting me and sympathizing with my family, asking for some test results and then leaving to make sure justice is served.

Finally, the news of the century.

Dad's in custody and will be undergoing trial in a month time.

Too bad I was presently unconscious.

Dad was really smart and I don't know what would have caused him to slip up like that.

Well, a thousand days are for the thief but one day is for the owner.

I don't know where I heard that quote from but it explains dad's situation perfectly

Dad was still having s*x with his students and well one of them got tired of his threats and decided to tell her parents who turned out to be very rich and influential.

They immediately got him arrested and performed some tests on the kid.

While they waited for the results, they questioned his students.

Some confessed, others didn't.

Anyways, the results came out positive.

I didn't know they were tests like that or that the cops took that as a very important piece of evidence.

In total, dad r***d about thirty three victims including me.

The officers had gotten a search warrant where they ended up tearing my whole house apart until they found my journal.

They had come to the hospital to confirm if everything I wrote was true through loads of test.

I wish I had known that tests like virginity test and r**e test existed.

Because then things wouldn't end like this.

I'll probably be in senior year sending letters to every University out there but it's too late.

Suicide sucks.

I could feel myself slowly losing grip on life.

I hate the fact I wouldn't be able to see dad in orange behind bars but I hate the fact that in a way he had won.

He's alive.

I'm not.

All I wish he lives an unfulfilled life.

And with that I welcomed the darkness surrounding me ignoring the chaos around me.

I wish I was able to tell my family 'I told you so'.

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