Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions) novel Chapter 56

My legs give out, falling flat on my ass, at the same impact I fell into my hell.

It all comes back. Rushing over me, suffocating me.

My father's tall imposing form comes into view and without a word, he lifts me up as he had when I was twelve and hurt my knee, as he did when I was thirteen and my mother came back, as he did when I had no one left, as he had time and time again in my life.

When I needed a lift this man has always been there. My Papa.

Holding me in his powerful arms, as he has so many times before.

And it is now that I am without doubt that I am safe to let go.

I am safe to show him who I am.

Who I have become, and I do.

“Papa, please.” My plea is my torment, my plea is the truth, my plea is for him.

My father sits with me on the couch by the window. Cocooning me as a baby in his arms.

“It is time you tell me everything, Kylie.”

I nod my head, still silent as my emotions come flooding. Silent as I lay safely, as a child once again in my father's arms- protected, loved, nurtured.

I don't cry, as I should, I just feel.

And I tell my father everything.

Starting from the day I really put my foot on the wrong path.

I tell my father about the first day Vincent Stone walked into that restaurant, the day Vincent Stone put himself into view.

I tell papa about my love for Vincent, my addiction to him. I tell him about my kidnapping, my rape, the endless torture sessions, the twenty-two videos.

I tell my father everything, but most of all I tell him about the killings.

I tell him how I am forced to watch.

I tell him how Vincent takes my body in front of all those dead victims, and lastly, I tell him about the war between the Famiglia and the Outfit.

I don't stop and my father just holds me tighter, never interrupting.

It is hours gone as we sit here, on our chair, where we shared laughs and happiness, sadness and joy. In this small office, I tell my papa how bleak my life has become, how far I have fallen into a never-ending fire.

And as I talk I feel, I feel it so much. Anger, hatred, love, pain it all rips into me.