108. Do you need a hug?

SUMMER

The pain was encompassing bigger than anything I had ever felt. I want to die. Kill that vile piece of shit and commit patricide. I didn’t know how to survive with this knowledge. It was eating me from the insides like a poison injected in my veins “No!” I screamed, giving my pain an outlet as I threw the lamp against the wall of my bedroom. I hated myself so much in that moment, I wanted to grab a piece of that glass and end my existence.

How did I not know?

How could I not know?

My sister. My little sister that I loved with everything in me and yet I was unable to protect her. I didn’t protect her when she needed it the most. Antonio was right. It hurt. Hurt more than the time when I suffered the miscarriage which had sent me into depression coupled with Erica’s kidnapping. But the miscarriage was a possibility, I had known it could happen and I was kind of prepared for it but I wasn’t prepared for this heart gutting pain that almost incapacitated me. I didn’t know what to