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Back Fairytale Green
Chapters (56)
  1. Chapter One
  2. Chapter Two
  3. Chapter Three
  4. Chapter Four
  5. Chapter Five
  6. Chapter Six
  7. Chapter Eight
  8. Chapter Nine
  9. Chapter Ten
  10. Chapter Eleven
  11. Chapter Twelve
  12. Chapter Thirteen
  13. Chapter Fourteen
  14. Chapter Fifteen
  15. Chapter Sixteen
  16. Chapter Eighteen
  17. Chapter Nineteen
  18. Chapter Twenty
  19. Chapter Twenty-One
  20. Chapter Twenty-Two
  21. Chapter Twenty-Three
  22. Chapter Twenty-Four
  23. Chapter Twenty-Five
  24. Chapter Twenty-Six
  25. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  26. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  27. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  28. Chapter Thirty
  29. Chapter Thirty-One
  30. Chapter Thirty-Two
  31. Chapter Thirty-Three
  32. Chapter Thirty-Four
  33. Chapter Thirty-Five
  34. Chapter Thirty-Six
  35. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  36. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  37. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  38. Chapter Forty
  39. Chapter Forty-One
  40. Chapter Forty-Two
  41. Chapter Forty-Four
  42. Chapter Forty-Five
  43. Chapter Forty-Six
  44. Chapter Forty-Seven
  45. Chapter Forty-Eight
  46. Chapter Forty-Nine
  47. Chapter Fifty
  48. Chapter Fifty-One
  49. Chapter Fifty-Two
  50. Chapter Fifty-Three
  51. Chapter Fifty-Five
  52. Chapter Fifty-Six
  53. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  54. Chapter Fifty-Eight
  55. Chapter Fifty-Nine
  56. Chapter Sixty

In two large steps, he was towering over my from. Both of his hands slammed onto the pillow at each side of my bed. He leaned down until he was face level with me. I could feel his warm breath on my face. So close that I could see how bloodshot his eyes were and how his usual angry black orbs were filled with vulnerability and desperation. I could feel the tension simmering in him.

Every shaky word of his hit me in the face as he gruffly spoke "How could you do that?"

I kept quiet and tried to avoid his gaze, but he did not let me. He was so near that I could not escape. His wide shoulders enclosed me in, and his eyes held me captive.

"W-What?" I uttered.

It was not anger that left his mouth. It was some other stronger emotion that escaped him as he voiced “Why did you get into the car?"

My lip was trembling when I mustered up an answer "I do not remember exactly what happened."

He did not calm down. He moved back and ran both of his hands over his face.

His bloodshot eyes met mine again as he repeated roughly "Why did you get into the car?"

I trembled over my sentence "I don't know."

"How could you do that?" He roared as his chest heaved.

A few minutes later and he still had not calmed down. He looked so distressed, and I wanted to reach out to him.

"How could you do that to me?" He asked, his voice growing quiet and deeper "You might as well have ripped my heart out."

I matched his loud volume as I slammed a hand on my chest "He was still my father. I don't remember that night, but I do know that I was probably thinking that he was still my dad. He was the one who read to me before I learned how to. He was the one that got me interested in making up theories. He was the one to spin me around or mess up my hair when I was feeling down. He was my dad."

After my outburst, I realised that I was crying again. It was more volatile than last time.

A sob left me and that made Stone move quickly. He was in front of me instantly. He sat in the bed and lifted me up and onto him. I climbed into his lap immediately

"I’m sorry." He said repeatedly as I sobbed into his chest "I’m so sorry. I shouldn't have yelled."

The pain did not matter. I wanted his arms wrapped around me more than anything. It did not matter how much my body hurt It would be more painful not to feel his warmth on my skin.