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Broken

Chapter 1

"MOM!!!"
I turn off the sink and start the dishwasher, I grab a rag hanging on the cabinet underneath me to dry my hands. I walk towards Emily's room throwing the rag on the counter.
"MOM!!!"
I am not in any mood to yell back so I just keep walking towards Emily's room. As soon as I get there I see she is not in there. then I hear it again

"MOM!!!"

I walk down the hall towards the attic and hear some shuffling above me and see the ladder to the attic down so I head up there.

"took you long enough to get your ass up here"

Once I get all the way up the ladder I look around and see my 17 year old daughter sitting on the floor with pictures and old opened boxes all around her. It is very dusty up here and I know my next project is to clean and organize up here. I walk over to Emily and move some of the pictures on the floor next to her and place them on top one of the closed boxes and sit next to here where the pictures were.

I then put my arm around Emily "hey sweet pea what are you doing up here?" Emily looks up at me with some pictures in her hand. I haven't looked at the pictures yet just focusing on my beautiful daughter. I take my arm off of her and place my hands on my lap. "well mom I needed to see if you had any extra polaroid film I could use for the beach trip with y friends and I saw all these boxes filled with pictures. I've never seen any of these pictures before, I mean I knew you were famous but not this famous."

I let out a little laugh and look at some of the pictures she has looked at so far. She saw some of the polaroid pictures I have taken with old friends from when I was in my 20's. Some from old movie sets and some of my family. I look up and see Emily pull out an old converse box with red duct tape all around it and everything that I tried to forget comes rushing back.

It feels like time is moving so slow. I cant stop her in time from opening the box and as soon as she does I hear a gasp and see her grab some of the pictures. Theres not a lot of pictures in there but the first few that she grabs is of my bruises I had to have taken at some hospital.

I look down at the floor where all the happy memories are and can feel Emily look at me. "mom?"
I look over at her and let out a small smile and a deep breath. "Emily..." I let out another big deep breath. " My life growing up was amazing but my relationships weren't the best. you are old enough to understand what right from wrong is. and I hope you will never ever go through what I went through but I guess its time for me to tell you the entire story."

I let out another deep breath and start putting the pictures back in some boxes and tell Emily "Lets go downstairs and talk about this in my room, We can take all of the pictures down there and I will explain everything to you. Hopefully you will then understand why I am the way that I am and why our family is the way that it is."

She siently nods and we start cleaning everything up. Once we bring all the boxes full of pictures downstairs to my room we open them all up and dump all of the contents onto my bed. I look over to Emily and say "Go get your pjs on I will order a pizza and then we can talk"

she nods her head and walks out of my room. I walk into my walk in closet put on some gray baggy sweatpants and a light blue sweatshirt. I walk out of my closet and into my bathroom and wash my face. When I am done I look at myself in the mirror longer then I should and completely loose track of time. I snap out of my state when I feel arms wrap around my waist and notice a few tears fall onto my cheek.

I never thought I would be having this conversation with anybody ever again. I completely forgot about those pictures I had to keep. I turn around give Emily a small smile and say "you ready kiddo cause its a pretty long conversation"

She nods her head walks over to my huge bed and sits down. I turn around turn off my bathroom light and go turn off my closet light as well. I then walk over to the bed and sit down next to Emily and pick up a picture of Niall Horan. "So Emily it all started when I met niall......"

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