Another day, another..how does the saying go? You don't know anymore, you don't know anything anymore. When did it all go wrong? Was it your fault? Ah, when will it end..

You sit in front of the window, your faze locked on some children running outside and playing together. They look so happy. They're smiling. When was the last time you had such a big smile on your tiny face? Well, with that bruise on your cheek it's gonna hurt to smile.

You hold the ice pack against your cheek while keeping your knees close to your chest. It hurts, doesn't it?

It's my fault anyway., Is all you can think as you release a soft sigh. You hear the door to your room slowly open and look over your shoulder. It's him, your father.

Benjamin locks eyes with you, taking in the way you hold the ice pack against your cheek with your small hands and how you look through the curtains to observe the people outside.

He sighs and averts his gaze. "You know I still love you, right?" The words are sweet, yet his voice is cold. He won't even look you in the eyes. How many times have you heard those words before?