.Lost.

Maddy's POV

"HE'S A FUCKING PSYCHOPATH!!"

And in that very moment as i was about to slap her, she stopped me as i got stabbed in my heart again, by her words.

"Just like your father."

Her voice was nothing above a faint whisper. That pained my heart. If you listen closely you could heart it break and shatter into thousand pieces.

I shook my head as i refused to believe what i heard. That's not true. It's impossible.

"It is true, Maddy. Oh, there are so many things you still don't know about and i think it's about time you know." She whispered while one single tear rolled down her cheek.

I don't know what to say or what to do. The only thing i know is that my father walked out on us because he cheated on my mother and didn't want us anymore. But the question is, is that the truth? I'd rather have a cheating father who doesn't want us anymore than a father who's a psychopath. But what if my mom is lying to me righ now? Whatever happened, i want to know the truth.

"Talk." I snapped and i swear she just jumped ten feet in the air. "Sit down. It's going to be a long story." We both sat down on the couch and faced each other.

"So...it all began that one day when i was just reading and listening to music in a beautiful field. It was filled with grass, flowers and the beautiful sunlight. I was enjoying an old, classic, good book, view and weather. I was alone and it was nice. Back then i liked to be alone because it was so quiet and peaceful. No stress, nothing to worry about. That was until someone blocked the sunlight. I remember i let out a huge sigh because someone had to ruin my peaceful and quiet day. I also really liked the sunlight because it would brighten up the whole place. Anyway..i looked up from my book to see who blocked out the sunlight, and there he was. Your father. I remember melting the first time i saw him. His smile, dimples and beautiful blue eyes. His personality was the thing i hated the most in the beginning. He was so cocky and so full of himself. I hated it. But....i still managed to fall for him and discovered a completely different man than he showed everybody. He was so sweet, cheeky and charming. Everything a women could ever dream of. But he was hiding an another side. The crazy, sick and psychotic side. The side he would never ever show, ever. Well.....that was until i.....eh.....u-until i saw him stabbing my best friend over and over again in her stomach. After he stabbed her he cut open her chest and removed her heart before cutting it into peaces. I remember his crazy wild eyes and his devilish smirk that still haunts me. But you know what i did? I forgave him, you know why? I loved him. So we moved on from that 'incident' and continued to live our lives. We graduated, married, bought a house together and just lived our lives. I thought he got better. But of course a psychopath can never ever get better, ever! Silly me. It all started when i got pregnant. At first it was like the best thing that ever happened to us but then he....h-he started to beat me. I was worried you would die but you didn't. We survived it, together. Almost a month before your birth date he cut open my stomach and h-he....he wa-as tired of m-me being p-pregnant so he c-cut you out o-f my-my stomach. I was rushed into t-the hospital immediately and again, we survived. After staying in the hospital for a month we were released and could go home. That was the moment he walked away, left us. But not before he almost sliced open your throat. Almost. I saved you. I never divorced him because he didn't want a divorce but i feel like i am." Once she was done talking the tears were streaming down my face. I couldn't hold it in anymore.

"No. You're lying. Don't lie to me mom! He loved me!! Just like he loved you!" I screamed and took deep breaths to calm myself down. "No, he never did and never will. Just like Harry. He's exactly the same as your fa-" She started to scream back until i cut her off by hitting her. She gasped at my action. "STOP IT!!" I growled as my nostrils flared.

"Did yo just....you hit me. YOU LITTLE BITCH!! YOU ARE JUST LIKE HIM! YOU DISGUST ME!! GO!! GO HANG OUT WITH YOUR PSYCHOTIC BOYFRIEND! GO AND SEARCH FOR YOUR SICK FATHER!! GO!" This time it was her who yelled at me. It was my mom, the one who was always there for me and saved me from the devil itself. She's right. I'm just like him. I proved it by my actions.

"I'm sorry mom. So sorry." Whispered and fell down on my knees while i broke down. Even though i slapped her, screamed at her and hurt her, she still comforted me. She was there for me. And that's all i need.

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