So, at the moment i don't want to work on Edward's place. At least for a week.
And, my grandfather is just too much to deal with at the moment.
So where does that leave us?
Well, i suppose we'll start with JH.
JH always made me feel so bad because it felt like a betrayal of Vanessa. i knew i should fight harder, throw a fit, something because he was Vanessa's husband, and she was so good to me. He played on this a lot. He would often ask me, braced over me as he fucked me, "What do you think Vanessa would think if she saw you now?" It never occurred to me that she would kill him for fucking her 10 year old sister. It was always that i had betrayed her. i should have stopped him somehow. Eventually, long after J made him stop, i would figure out that JH himself created most of that guilt. It kept me silent. i eventually did tell Vanessa about JH. When they divorced, he filed for custody of their daughters. i didn't want him to have them. So i told. He ended up backing down, and i never had to go to court and point the finger at him. But, i would have, for Iris and Jenny. When i told Vanessa, she went insane. This man had held her in bed while she cried when she was going through the process of stopping my grandfather. And, all along, he was fucking me. She couldn't handle this betrayal. She ran over him with the car. Twice. The dickhead didn't die though.
