Chapter Sixty-Three-3

Trying to lure me back into a place of agony, because that's what he does best, kicking down the people whom he deems to care about. And right now, he's dragged me to the hell pit of where all my weaknesses lie, where I'm injured the most as I watch him pour salt after salt in my wounds. Insult to injury they say, but if anything, he's slicing the injury farther more. This felt like destruction to one's pending demise. "Y-You... you're so fucking delusional if you think coming back here and reclaiming your role as a father is gonna make you look any less of a fucking monster, and God forbid that you're gonna make it seem like you actually care about me and my well-being-" "Because I do, Margaret!" "Since fucking when?!" I shouted "Since fucking when have you ever really became a father to me and not just some manipulative, controlling asshole who not only emotionally damaged his wife but also traumatized his daughter along the way? Since when have you cared about me or mom for you to come back into our lives and act as if you give a shit, huh? Since fucking when!" My throat burned like hell and I'm pretty sure I was heaving like crazy at this point, but I didn't care, I wanted to show him how much this was hurting me. How much his presence alone is unwelcomed, how much I don't want him here and how his abandonment did this to me. Turned me into this damaged excuse of a person whose only wish is to be happy for once. "Maggie..." he drawled on as he took a step forward "I know I wasn't the most responsible father to you, but you have to take into reconsideration that what your mother is doing now is blatant child abuse, she's exploiting you-" I let out a laugh at that, a mocking, thunderous heap of laughter as I wiped the tears streaming down my face "Fucking comical how you're one to talk about exploiting one's family when you used her clear co-dependence on you as a way to rob her out of all the money you two were supposed to share after the divorce." I told him. "Mom wouldn't resort to this if you hadn't left her the way you did, which trust me, I know what she did wasn't the best of options, but don't you dare try to paint her as the bad guy when she wouldn't have come to this if you didn't take advantage of her and her love for you." He clenched his jaw at that, his expression indifferent as if being reminded of my mother's hurt over his deception scarcely fazed him "You have to understand me and your mother have had problems way before you were even born, Margaret. I just needed to get away for a while before I settle an arrangement with her and to come back for you-" "And finally act your role as my father? To leave her with little to no money and take me with you to New York?" I shook my head at him "You have to be fucking on something if you think I'm going anywhere with you and leaving mom behind the same way you did." "Maggie-" But I didn't dare listen to him any longer as I rushed past him and out the door, hearing him call out to me but I was quick on my feet and ran to one of the open elevators and got in. I was struggling to maintain my breathing as I impatiently watched the elevator head down lower and lower to the main lobby, pressing the buttons as if that will make any sort of difference, but all I knew is that I just needed to get the hell out of here. As soon as the elevator arrived in the main lobby, I immediately sprinted out. Stopping by the receptionist to tell them to inform my mother as well as Tiffany and Mason that I'll be leaving. I don't know where I'll be going specifically, but anywhere but here. "Maggie!" Turning my head, I felt my heart pound violently against my chest not until the familiar sight of Evan's brown locks and troubled gaze came into view. I didn't even realize my hands were shaking until he came up to me, took them in his, and spoke to me in a soft, serene voice, one he always used when comforting me: "I was looking everywhere for you, I was so worried." The tears that stained my cheeks were still there and I'm pretty sure they won't be going anywhere as I released hiccup after hiccup of sobs. "I-I'm sorry, I just need to get out of here, I n-need to get away from h-him before h-he-" "Shhh, it's okay, come on." with that, he tugged me towards the main exit as we began to leave the building "We'll go somewhere, anywhere you want, okay? It's going to be fine." I didn't care where my feet take me at this point, I didn't care where we'll go or where we'll be staying, all I know is that it's better than to be here, with all this madness and destruction. As long as it's Evan whom I'm with, despite all this chaos that's currently unfolding, I'll be okay knowing that it's him I'm walking down this path with. No one else, just him.