Rebecca POV:-
My eyes slowly opened, adjusting my vision according to the brightness in the room. There was a throbbing pain in my head. I couldn't make out what's in my surroundings.
“Argh…”
I blinked and shook my head, trying to remember what happened. My chest tightened, I felt heartbroken, betrayed. There's a pain in my heart.
I want to cry but tears refuse to come out. A deep breath escaped my lips. The sound of a sob reached my ears.
I sensed someone was holding my hand while crying, the back of my palm was soaked with tears. I tried to see who that person was. When my vision finally clarified.
It was none other than Ryan.
My heart constricted when I saw him like this. Why are you showing pity when you are the one who locked me up?
“R..Ryan..” My lips began to quiver, I closed my eyes and pulled my hand away. He looked at me and sniffed wiping his tears,
"Rebecca.." He whispered. His condition was a complete mess.
“Oh my God, Rebecca. What did you do? Do you have any idea how worried I was?” He whispered with tears glistening in his eyes.
He seemed devastated, I want to believe that he is not the one who locked me up but the way I cried for him to come and he didn't come, hit me right in the chest.
He was about to embrace me but I whispered, "Don't… " He looked at me, bewildered.
"Is your revenge completed, Ryan?" I asked in a weak but filled with venom voice. He looked at me perplexed.
"What are you saying Rebecca?" He asked in a broken tone. I let out an empty laugh and turned my head away.
"You are the one who forced me to do this and asked me this?"
"I know Rebecca it's my fault, I should have backed away when you told me but I was blind, I thought I could liberate you. I was so foolish, I shouldn't have forced anything upon you. I shouldn't have left you there. I am sorry.. I am so sorry."
He cried, cupping my cheeks. His words were true and held a deep regret in it. But, I don't understand how leaving me in darkness can save me? Did he deliberately do that?
Then where was he when I screamed for him?
His words were real and my heart refused to believe that he did that but he is confessing himself that he shouldn't have left me there.
"How can my fears save me when there's no one to be at my side to hold me?" I asked in a croaked voice.
He opened his mouth to reply but then Marianne entered with Papa. Their eyes teared up upon seeing me. Marianne rushed to my side,
"Oh, Rebecca. You idiot! How could you do this to me?" She cried, kissing my forehead. A smile crept upon my lips.
She pulled away and cried, "Don't cry Marianne." I said but she just kept on crying like I have died.
"Don't cry that much, I am alive, Marianne." I said weakly.
"You are but…" she trailed off. Ryan sent a glare in her direction as she continued, "...haven't you thought about me?"
She completed her sentence. Perplexed by Ryan's action, I decided not to think about it.
I turned to look at Papa crying. I swallowed hard and turned my head away.
"What do you want, Mr Morris?" I asked coldly. He cried and walked close to me.
"Rebecca.. My child.. " I laughed mockingly upon hearing this,
"You have only one child Mr Morris. Don’t count me among them."
"Please don't say this.. I am sorry.. Please forgive me. I.. I have destroyed your life… it's all my fault.. I am the one who caused all this trouble.. Please forgive me..” He began to cry, joining his hand before me which shocked me.
“I don't want you to be in despair anymore… I have realized how wrong I was.. After you left that house.. I came to know the importance of your existence.. I was so wrong..” he continued to cry with tears streaming down his face.
“Please give me a chance to make things right.. I have lost Jane.. I don't want to lose you too…"
He cried, joining his hands together in a begging manner as he spoke his words between his sobs.
“Where were these words before?” I asked in a heartbroken voice.
“I.. thought.. You were rotting your talent… I didn’t realize how harsh I was on you. I am so sorry, please…” He begged, he seemed weaker than before as if his health was decreasing terribly.
Tears began to flow from my eyes, my lips began to quiver, my heart pricked with a needle to hear his cries.
“Please don’t hate me… I can’t live with this weight. Please.”
No matter what, he is my father, the person for whom I spent years to gain his love but the same person who threw me away.
Also the same person who held me close when I cried after having a nightmare and later scolded me about it. Who soothed me every time I panicked, wiped my tears whenever I cried.
The same person who considered me as a disdain. But at the same time, never let anyone speak bad of me too.
"How can I forgive you, Papa? You hated me, you used me, you threw me away." I am on the verge of crying out loud.
"I have done so many wrong things.. I know.. That's why I won't come back to your life again.. Please forgive me… I will get out of your life.. I will do anything for your forgiveness but please I can't bear it anymore."
He kept crying.
When a parent can forgive the biggest mistake of their kid then how can I not?
I held his hand and kissed it slightly, bursting into painful yet strangely lull-providing tears.