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It's been a week since the incident. I haven't spoken to anyone much... I don't have anything to say. I have nightmares, really bad ones... about that night.
Right now I'm laying on the couch in the living room, curled up under a blanket. The pain went away completely a couple of days ago and I couldn't be more happy. It's Saturday, when I woke up Hades was in the shower so I came downstairs, not wanting to run into him. The front door opens and shuts quickly before loud footsteps are heard coming my way.
"My darling Eva!" I hear a deep voice call out and i jump off the couch.
"Papa!" I shout and rush to hug him.
"What are you doing here?" I ask when I pull away and he smiles sadly down at me.
"Hades told me what he did to you." He says and my smile drops but I quickly plaster a fake one on.
"He... I'm fine." I mumble.
"No you're not." I hear Hades say and my breath gets caught in my throat.
"You wake up screaming in the middle of the night." He says and comes towards me but I back away.
"Papa, what are you doing here?" Hades asks.
"I came to see Eva." He answers. 
"Are you okay with being alone with me?" He ask and I nod before glancing at Hades.
"Don't worry about him. Go to work son, we'll see you later." Papa says and leads me up the stairs and into the home library.
"Thank you for coming to check on me but I'm fine." I say but he pulls out a chair and i take a seat.
"I am sorry for what my son did to you, i could've done a better job at raising him. I'm not here to defend him or justify the disgusting thing he did. I came to see if you needed someone to talk to. He says that you aren't talking a lot." Papa says and i sigh.
"Every time I look at him it breaks my heart, i loved him. Fuck, i probably still do... as sick as it sounds I still lob him, but I can't stand him." I say and run my hand through my black hair.
"He says that you hurt yourself, do you want to die?" He asks and i shake my head.
"I don't want to talk about It." I say and he nods.
"I understand, Helen was also in a lot of pain when we got her back. I remember when she said that the pain was the only thing that made her feel that she was alive. I guess when she found out that she was pregnant the pain was too much. Please don't kill yourself, yesterday was the first time I saw my son cry in over 6 years." He says.
"He cried?" I ask and he chuckles.
"Yeah he did, he doesn't know what to do in order for you to forgive him." He says 
"I'll never forgive him, I'm just another one of his victims. It's a miracle he hasn't killed me yet." I say 
"He won't kill you." He says and we're left in silence for a while.
"Are you hungry?" I ask changing the subject.
"I could eat." He answers and i smile.
"I haven't cooked in a while but I guess I can't sit here and let my life pass by me." I say and force a smile out as we walk to the kitchen. I pull together a quick lunch and dish up three plates.
"Who's he third plate for?" Papa asks.
"Hades." I answer and dial his number. He answers immediately.
"Where are you?" I ask
"My home office, is something wrong?" He asks through the phone and i sigh.
"Nope." I say and hang up.
"I'll just take his food then we can sit in front of the hot fire." I say and he nods with a small smile on his face.
If I don't give him food, he doesn't eat. I don't want him to starve to death even if he did... hurt me.
I knock twice on the big doors of his home office before entering. He looks up from the computer in front of him with glasses settled on his face. 
"I thought you might be hungry, you didn't have breakfast." I say and put the plate down.
"I don't feel like eating anymore." He says and i meet his eyes for the first time in a while.
"Fine! Starve yourself for all I care! I don't even know why I still care about you." I yell at him and a tear rolls down my cheek.
"I'm supposed to hate you." I whisper and he stands, he takes a few steps closer but I hold up my hand to stop him.
"I want to go home, i don't ever want to see you again." I say and he grabs my wrists.
"Please, i can't loose you. I can't..." He says and cups my cheek.
"Don't touch me!" I shout and try to move away from him. I get one hand free and start hitting his chest.
"Don't fucking touch me!" I shout and continue hitting him and cursing as the tears stream down my face.
"Your hands... you used them to keep me pinned down while you had your way with me! I hate you! I wish you would die! You don't know how you've hurt me. I want to die every time I see your face." I say and look into his once beautiful black eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm so so very sorry... Please just give me a chance." He begs and i see a tear roll down his left eye.
"Hit me! Fuck shoot me! Here!" I says and pulls a gun out of his waistband and shoves it against my chest.
"If you hate me then shoot me. If you want me to die then kill me. At least your beautiful face will be the last one I see before I die. I love you and I'm sorry for what I did to you. " he says and i take the gun. 
I aim it at the ceiling and pull the trigger, a loud bang is heard and my ears zing but now I know for sure that there are bullets in it.
"You claim to love me and yet you hurt me more than anyone else. And I fucking love your sick ass back. I want to kill you." I say and point the gun at his chest. He doesn't even flinch or move away, another tear rolls from his eye and i put the gun to my head.
"I can't... so I'll just put me out of my misery." I say and for the first time since I've known him I see pure horror in his eyes.
"Baby please... don't." He says his voice breaking.
"Give back the gun." He says and i shake my head.
"I love you but my love for you is killing me." I whisper and close my eyes as I put pressure on the trigger.
I love you granny, mommy, Evan and Ethan... Please forgive me.
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