ALLISON’S?
DIARY??
(Secrets ??)
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CHAPTER 24
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BY BLESSING SILVER
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?Allison’s POV?
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“Um..can I?” I stuttered.
“Of course, it’s kinda bad but I can tell you” he said and I nodded. “I’ll tell you when we get home” he said, “for now, let’s finish this up and go do some other stuff” he added.
“Okay” I replied and picked up my glass again.
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After doing other things, we put all the shopping bags in the boot and Jonas started the car.
“Is there anywhere else you’d like to go or anything you want to do?” He asked.
“Actually, I think I’ve had enough fun for one day. Let’s just go home now” I said and he gave me a skeptical look, I nodded in assurance and he began driving.
Getting home, we brought all the bags out of the boot and took them inside. Jonas helped me set up my new phone while I left to arrange the rest of the shopping items. I took the remaining bags to my room and began stuffing the clothes into my closet and the shoes went to the rack. Jonas got me lots of expensive shoes and clothes even though I don’t really need or wear them and they were things I’ve never worn all my life cos my parent couldn’t afford them but he made sure I got everything I had my eyes on and even more.
I changed my clothes and freed my hair , I walked out of the room and drank some water in the kitchen before heading to the living room.
Jonas was just putting the phone pouch on the phone when I got there and I sat beside him.
He turned the phone on, “here, it’s done” he said and I took it.
The feeling it brought when it met my hand definitely felt like deja Vu.
“It’s pretty,” I clicked on the camera. “Let’s take a pic, l” I said, steadying the phone for a snap but Jonas put it aside with a wave of his palm.
“Before that, Allison. I have something to tell you. It’s about my parent. Remember?”
“Oh yeah. Now?” I asked and he nodded. “Um okay, I’m listening” I said.
“Well..before that. I don’t know how you’d feel when I tell you this but it’d mean a lot if you look at it from my point of view before judging” he said and I furrowed my brows, confused. “And I’m still the same person you know, Allison, you should know that first and please just listen to me, don’t say a word until I’m done, okay?” he added.
“Um..okay” I said.
“Well.. I am an only child, my mom was pregnant for another baby before she died. My dad was very abusive to me, for every mistake or wrong I did, he punishes me by forcing me to step on sharp objects, cutting myself with them, he glues tape on my face and forcefully pull them off continuously until I bleed, burn a part of my body with fire or just starve me for days. He buys stuffs for me too but personally, I didn’t think it changed anything. He loved my mom a lot on the other hand but I had my doubts, I suspected that he’d be a cheat” he started. “So well, I kinda started smoking when I was eleven, learnt it from a friend and then went deep when I turned twelve. For each time, I get caught by my dad, I get massive punishments but it was kind of not freaking me out as it used to. I had to promise to stop for mom’s sake but I couldn’t and then one day dad caught me again, I pushed him off and ran out of the house. I ran far, very far and stopped when I couldn’t go on and then this man came,” he said and paused briefly. “He figured out I was being abused and gave me a pistol, he said it helped him get people he doesn’t like off and told me how it’s used,” I gave out a slight gasp as I tried fixing the rest of the story on my own.
“So, I took it and went home. Seeing me, dad got all furious and asked me to leave and mom tried to stop him but in the process, dad pushed her down the steps and she fell and..died on the spot,” he said, sadness enveloping him. He looked down, took a slight inhale and stared back up at me. “And then I pointed the gun at dad, I wanted to kill him, everything in me wanted to pull the trigger, only a small stupid part didn’t. I guess I wasn’t thinking but I pulled the trigger, I was surprised it didn’t make any sound and at the same time scared that dad might’ve probably jerked the gun from my grip or something but when I opened my eyes dad was lying on the floor, surrounded in his blood and dead. I shot him.” he said and I let out a very loud gasp. “The guy showed up and took the pistol from me, commending me. He made me call the hospital and lie to them that we were attacked and I was taken to a orphanage home after it, I went through a lot of trauma and shitty things there and I’m sorry to say but, even at this point I don’t regret pulling that trigger on the old man. That’s it”
“Oh my God!” I gasped again, covering my lips with my palm.
I glanced at him and I could see the mist in his eyes. He was fighting the tears, I could tell and it kind of wasn’t working. It was first time seeing him like that.
“So..won’t you say anything else?” He asked. “Like I said, Allie. It’s still me. I just felt like telling you my dark past cos..well, I need to be strong to open up to you more and-
I shut the rest of his words as I engulfed him in a hug, I could feel a tear drop on my shoulder and his palm quickly moving to wipe it.
“I can’t imagine myself going through what you went to. You rough childhood and your dad’s abuses pushed you. It wasn’t exactly your fault, Jonas. I’m sure most abused children would’ve done same” I said as I tightened the hug. I felt him hug me back and sniff.
We slowly disengaged and I stared at his face. “To me, you didn’t change, you’re still that nice guy that saved my life and I’m glad you trusted me enough to tell me this. Honestly, you only did what anyone would’ve done, if anyone is to be blamed for it should be your dad and that crazy guy that gave you the gun. Damn! I wish he gets caught and rots in jail” I said, smiling slightly.
“Really? It doesn’t change how you see me?”
“It doesn’t. You’re still the Jonas-Jonsey I know”
“Jonas-Jonsey?” He repeated with his brows narrowed and I grinned.
“Ahh..I just made that up” I said giggling and he joined.
Strands of my hair fell to my face in the process and Jonas beat me to brushing it off, his palm moved to my cheek and hos fingers caressed it. A weird dance move began in my belly.
“Allison, I love you,” he said and I stared into his eyes, seeing it’s sincerity and my whole being longing for something else. “And I want you to know that I’ll never hurt you, no matter what” he added and I nodded, placing my palm on top his that rested on my cheek. I began the move and he completed it and in no time, our lips found each other’s and we were kssing..
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BY BLESSING SILVER.
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