Forever Changed - By Jamie Gibson Page 0,37

that said Julie walked out of the kitchen and disappeared into her maid quarters. I wonder what was wrong with her; she was acting kind of strange.

Landon and I finished up breakfast. He decided he would go and hang out in my entertainment room today. He kissed me quickly and headed upstairs. I, on the other hand, headed to my father’s room. I had some work to do.

Chapter 26

I knocked lightly on the door. I head no answer, so I gently pushed the door opened. My father was sleeping away, all sprawled out everywhere, in the king size bed. My mother was asleep, too, but was sleeping in what looked like a very uncomfortable chair. I walked over to her and gently tapped her on the shoulder. She opened her eyes quickly and jumped out of her chair.

I pretty much thought, I was going to have to go to the bathroom and make sure I didn’t shit myself. She scared the shit out of me and I never expected that kind of reaction. However, I couldn’t blame her especially, after all the crazy stuff that had happened.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to frightened you,” I whispered loudly to my mother.

She waved her hand at me, “It is ok, I am just worried about your father. He has not moved or anything.” She said looking at him, tears forming in her eyes.

“It is ok, I came to heal him, he looks much better since he has had a bath.” I said with a grimace on my face. “Why don’t you go get something to eat and I will tend to him.”

“Yes, your right I am starving. He needs to eat as well, but I will let you do whatever it is you are going to do. If you need me yell. I will come running if I have to.” She said with a weak smile.

“I will, you should consider snuggling up on the sofa and grabbing a real nap as well.” I added before she left the room.

“I just may do that,” she said and shut the door softly behind her.

I looked down at my father. The only way I would be able to heal him, is if I became angry.

I sat in the chair, that my mother had been sitting in and yes, I was right. It was the most uncomfortable chair I had ever sat in. I couldn’t believe that my mother actually slept in it!

I was lost in my thoughts, when my father starting stirring awake. Not only was he waking up, but he moaned with each slight movement. I felt bad for him, but the thought of my mother crossed my mind. Every time he beat on her, how she would stay in bed crying, not sure if it was from the pain or if it was just from being hurt by the one she loved the most.

My father opened his swollen blackened eyes and looked straight at me. He tried rolling over to face the wall, but he was in so much pain, he could barely move his toes or fingers, more or less his whole body.

He was beaten so bad, swells here and there, bruises, cuts, whip lashes, and slash marks. He had marks, which looked like someone had drug their fingernails down his skin, leaving huge deep scratches. He had bite marks that were not from ordinary teeth and he I am sure, had plenty of broken bones. He was tortured and punished. He paid a huge price for marrying a witch, having a daughter, and breaking the Marcus Curse.

I watched him for a few minutes, while he struggled to breath and move. He watched me as well and I wondered what he was thinking about.

“I am so sorry, Elizabeth,” he whispered. His voice was hoarse and raspy.

“You have no reason to be sorry. I got you home and you helped me do that yourself.” I said slowly.

“I know, but I am sorry I didn’t tell you before. I am sure that this last week, you have been an….”he stopped to catch his breath, “….emotional wreck.”

“I am fine and I am even better now that you are home. I glad to know who I am.” I said with my head a little higher. “I need you to make me angry, though, so you don’t have to endure this pain you are going through.”

“I deserve it,” he spat out so angry that he startled me making me jump. “How many times did I beat on your