It's been a week since I saw Roni and I'm just about ready to die from missing her touch so much. I grab on to the bar of the treadmill as I try to hold myself up. I was at physical therapy and this whole 'trying to walk' thing was pissing me off. I felt like an old lady since I was hunched over and I hated the fact that my stitches were always oozing bloody liquid. I couldn't even wear a top for too long.

The doctors told me that it was normal after I went through such a major surgery but I just hated the smell and look of it. I sighed deeply when my therapist told me I was done for the day and I quickly took a seat. Heaving, I drank the water that I brought before I noticed my dad heading towards me. I immediately got angry and had to will myself to stay composed.

"Hello Carol." My dad says and I ignore him.

I had confronted my parents about banning Roni from seeing me and they had confronted me about my sexuality. Of course I didn't deny it, I was tired of hiding and besides, it was none of their business.

*Flashback*

"What do you mean 'you're a lesbian'?"

"Exactly what I said mom! I like vaginas! Do you want me to paint you a picture?" I was tired of all her nagging and I really wasn't in the mood.

"You watch your tone young lady. We are still your parents and even though you're in this hospital that doesn't give you a right to be disrespectful." My dad interjects and I roll my eyes.

"Dad! I'm not trying to be rude but I'm nearly nineteen and that makes me old enough to make my own decisions. Mom is acting like I'm a terrorist or I walked away from my religion but I didn't, I just fell in love."

"How dare you talk about your religion?! No one can say their religious and gay at the same time!"

"Rosa!" My father warns and I turn to him.

"No Austin, she needs to hear this. Religious people aren't gay Carol! They don't say they love God and yet do the one thing he hates! What you're doing, what you think is right... 'Natural', is an abomination! If you know what's really good for you and if you don't want to burn in hell then I suggest that you stop this gay nonsense."

"I must stop with this nonsense? Mom do you even listen to yourself? What makes you think that I'm different from anyone else huh?! You always tell me that I mustn't judge others, that God used even the worst criminals and forgave his people from doing the wrong things. They raped, killed and did so many other things yet he forgave them and you want me to believe that just because I fell in love, something that he is made of... That he is, I'm the abomination!"

"I never said you were an abomination."

"Yes you did! I'm a religious girl who just happens to love another girl mom. Do I hate God? No! Have I killed, stole or done something evil? No! I'm still the same me, I'm the same girl that will do the same things and live right but I will not stop loving her."

"Then you are no longer my daughter!"

I let out a gasp as my mother literally shot a bullet through my heart. Tears immediately sprang from my eyes as I saw the disappointment in hers and I watched as she stormed out. I turned to my father but he kept his head to the ground before following my mother out.

"Daddy... Please." I whispered and he halted his steps. He turned around to watch me but said nothing. He just shook his head and walked out.

How could they tell me they love me and leave me this way?

*End of flashback?*

"Do you need any help?" He asks softly

"I'm fine." I snap and slowly started to pull myself up.

"Carr, I'm only trying to help."

"Really? Or are you here to tell me I'm a disgrace... A disgusting creature."

"Carol?!"

"No dad, I'm not in the mood to hear how much my parents dispise me! I'm sure you all would be happier if I were dead."

"Carol stop it!" He snaps and comes to grab me.

"No!" I scream as I pull away from him but I pull too hard and suddenly I feel myself falling.

It felt as if it was in slow motion. I feel my dad's fingers touch my waist but I was already out of grasp. I heard a loud thud and felt a rip as I hit the floor, hard. I yell out in pain as the blood started to rush down my stomach and my head began pounding.

"Dammit Carol." He sneers before pushing something cold and firm underneath my head.

Two of the male nurses rush in after hearing me scream and immediately send a code out as they try to stop the bleeding. I vaguely saw my dad being ushered out before I let the pain overwhelm me and give in to the darkness.

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Mmm

I tried to turn but a shocking pain had me gasping and my eyes snapped open.

"Good, you're awake."

I looked up into the bright brown eyes of Dr. Vic as he was checking my vitals.

"What happened?" I asked and was annoyed to hear my groggy voice was back.

"You ripped your stitches when you fell in the gym this morning."

"Oh."

"Yes 'oh'. It's a good thing you were in the hospital. You lost some blood but not enough to cause serious damage."

"Does that mean I have extended time here?"

"I don't know, we'll have to monitor you closely."

I groaned as I watched him walk out the room and my father walked in.

"I'm so not in the mood."

"Could you stop for one second and just shut up? It's your mouth and your stubbornness that's always getting you into trouble." My father snapped and I looked down at my hands.

He sighed before taking them and sitting on the bed besides me. "Carr-" He stopped and sighed again.

"I never thought that you were an abomination, if anything, I was just a bit surprised... But that doesn't mean I don't love you."

"But mom said I'm no longer her daughter." I whisper, my voice cracking as the tears threatened to fall.

"She was just caught off guard but we don't ever want you to feel unwanted or unloved."

"I thought you hated me." I sobbed and he pulled me into a hug which only caused me to cry louder.

"Shh, of course we love you... We were just confused."

"This isn't a phase dad... I... I love her." I whisper up to him and I could see the concern in his eyes.

"I know."

"Please don't keep her away from me."

"It's not up to me Carr... I'll talk to your mom, I think I can convince her but I don't think she can ever understand."

He looks away and I know he's trying to be a good father.

"You don't need to understand dad, you just need to love and trust me. I just want your support."

"And you have it."

I bury my head against his chest and inhale as he wraps his arms around me. They might never understand.

After what felt like hours, he pulls away and gets off the bed,

"Get some rest okay, I'll be back to see you tomorrow afternoon."