Meet Me in the Meadow

Dreams are like fireflies. You have to catch them in order to see the beauty, but once they stop lighting up, they die. That sums up my life. An eighteen year old girl, who sits alone everyday in the same spot wondering what to do with her life. If anyone wants to save me from ending it, tell them to meet me in the meadow. I bet you no one will show up.
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48. I Don't Know


   "Mia...please understand." My father said on the other side of the door.


   "No...I don't want to talk to you." I cried, running over to the couch.



      The bangs on the door got louder, sending pounds of pain onto my brain. Why was he here? Couldn't he see what he's done? Now he just wants to come prancing back pretending that everything is okay when in reality it's not. Salty tears rolled down my cheeks, as I watched an angry Harry try to get him to go away. Suddenly the door burst open, My father storming into the flat towards me. A shrill scream escaped my mouth, as I backed away from him.


    "Please don't be afraid of me, Mia." He pleaded, a tear now falling from his eyes. 


    "Don't call me that." I spat at him, wiping my eyes with my sleeve.


   "I want to start all over. I know I hurt you, and I am so sorry for that. I want to make things better between us. You are my daughter after all." He begged, slowly making his way closer to me.


    "Stay away from me. Things will never be the same, don't you see that? You left bruises and scars everywhere on my body, but mostly, you left the biggest scar of all on my heart." I yelled at him, seating myself down on the windowsill.


    "I know what I did was unforgivable I understand that, but if you could please just give me a chance-"


    "Oh please! Be a father again? Where were you when Mom died, because that was when I needed you the most! But no, instead you left me. You drank yourself away at bars and taverns, while I sat in my room, sulking for the loss of both of my parents! You were never a father and you never will be!" I sobbed, the tears pouring down my rosy cheeks.


   He just looked at me, shocked at the words that came out of my mouth. His fists clenched at his sides, as he slowly started to walk towards me. His eyes turned the colour black, and his teeth gritted together. He was truly angry, but he was completely sober. I ran away from his quickly, hiding behind Harry.


   "I think it's time to leave." Harry told him, opening the front door for him.


   I looked at Katie in the kitchen who was clung onto Niall. Then I looked at my father, who's eyes showed defeat as they went back to there original colour. He looked back at me, showing me hurt ans sorrow, as his feet shuffled slowly out the door. Harry slammed it shut and immediately everyone crowded me with tons of questions.


    "Are you okay hun?" Katie asked, rubbing the side of my arm with her small soft hand.


    I looked at her, and squeezed my eyes shut. I couldn't handle so much pressure in one night. I opened them again, looking Katie dead in the eyes, no emotion present in my bright blue eyes.


                                                                 "I don't know."




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