Hidden Scar

Hidden scars episode 19

💔Hidden Scars💔
(Pain within😭)
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✏Written By:
_____Authoress Kamara✍_____
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😍Episode 19😍
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🌹Natasha🌹
I adjusted myself on the bed turning as I slept comfortably. This pillow is so fluffy, hold up, my pillow is never like this.

I gr0×ned opening my eyes and quickly shut it because of the light intensity. I rubbed my eyes opening it fully this time.

I looked around taking in fully the room, where the heck am I? I sat up slowly on the large kingsized bed as i looked everywhere confused.

The room was really large and there were different paintings hung up on the wall. I looked behind me and noticed ‘Reece’ was written colorfully on the headboard.

I laid back on the bed looking up at the ceiling, there were also paintings upwards but it was of a shooting star.

Wait!! Is this Reece room? Does that mean he brought me here? Oh Gosh!! I’m in Reece’s room. What the hell?!!

I got down from the bed and held my head painfully. Gosh!! Alcohol isn’t good at all.

The last thing I remembered is me being in that place with Andrew. I shuddered at the thought of that, I just hope he didn’t get to touch me and nothing happened between us.

I walked around looking around for the restroom so I could puke. I saw a door so I hurriedly pushed it open.

Thank goodness, its a restroom, i went to the toilet and threw up all the remaining contents of the alcohol in my stomach. I stood straight and went back to the faucet washing my face and rinsing my mouth.

I looked in the large mirror, this clearly isn’t the clothes I wore to the party. Someone changed my clothes but that means …

I walked out of the restroom and stepped back into the room. I still can’t believe I’m in Reece’s place. Gosh!! I just hope he isn’t the one who changed my clothes.

His room is really large, what the heck am I saying? They are wealthy. I still feel a little sleepy but I brushed it off going out of his room.

I landed in the large hallway and decided to go left. I was walking when I heard voices or is that whispers? I stopped by a room whose door was slightly open.

I looked in,side and saw Harley with Lionel? Isn’t he the same person from detention class? Harley knows him? They sat on the same bed talking.

I decided not to eavesdrop so I went back to Reece’s room and noticed a large tray of food was placed on a round glass table. It wasn’t there before.

“Where were you?”.

I turned to see Reece coming out from the restroom.

“Why am I here?”.

“Because you were too drunk to go home yourself so I took the liberty of bringing you here”. He answered.

I sat on the bed. “What happened?”.

“What are you talking about?”. He leaned on his doorframe.

“The whole bet stuff and Andrew”.

“Look, don’t freak out”. He said calmly.

“What do you mean don’t freak out? The last thing I remember is me with Andrew and then I wake up in your room. The only thing you can say to me is that I shouldn’t freak out”.

“Andrew didn’t touch you, okay?”.

I crossed my arms. “And what assurance do I have that he didn’t touch me?”.

“If he had touched you then he wouldn’t be alive by now”.

I ran my hands through my hair frustrated already.

“Come to think of it, all this is kinda your fault”. Reece continued.

I gasped. “My fault?”.

“I clearly told you to stay put with Harley”.

“Oh sorry for me not listening to you, Mum”. I said sarcastically.

He sighed. “I’m serious here, you could have been hurt”.

“Thanks for helping me anyways”. I said to him sincerely.

“Anytime”.

“Who changed my clothes?”. I asked nervous.

He smirked. “I did”.

“What?!!”. I shrieked.

“Chill, it was Harley”.

I heaved a sigh of relief. “Thank goodness”.

At least if it was Harley, i’d know what to tell her if she asks about the scars.

“Are you hiding something from me?”. He asked all of a sudden.

“Who owns all these food here?”. I quickly changed the subject.

“Its for you, i figured out that you would be hungry by the time you woke up so there”.

I smiled. “That is thoughtful of you”.

“And when you are done eating, take it”. He placed pills on the tray. “It will help with the headache”.

“Thank you”.

He nodded and left.
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Authoress Kamara Library
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😎Reece😎
I sighed as I walked out of my room. She’s not going to tell me anything.

I held on to the railings of the stairs as I paused thinking of who could have beaten her up that way.

It couldn’t be her parents and no guy would dare touch her at school. And she doesn’t even have much friends. Just Jeremy and Bella, i doubt those ones would know.

“What you thinking about?”.

I sighed sitting on the stairs. “Nothing, Astrid”.

“You can tell me”. She sat with me on the stairs.

“Its for adults”. I told her. “Just go play with your toys or your sister”.

She huffed. “Harley is busy with another person”.

“Then go play with your toys”.

She pouted. “Just tell me, i’m smart”.

“Someone beat up my barbie and I don’t know who it is, who do you think it is?”.

She looked at me. “Who do you think beat her up”.

“I don’t know”. I shrugged. “Maybe she was bullied at school”.

“If it was at school then I doubt she will be going to school, i mean she will be scared of attending school, she wouldn’t even let no one walk her to school”.

I looked at Astrid, what she just said makes completely absolute sense.

“How did you think of that?”.

She giggled. “Told you I’m smart”.

“You are damn right smart”. I ruffled her hair. “Wanna get some ice cream?”.

“Nanny doesn’t want to give me any”. She whined.

“Go tell her that Reece said you should be given ice-cream”. I told her.

She squealed excitedly and rushed down the stairs.

I thought of what Astrid had said but Nat is always excited for class. I’ve noticed that.

I also noticed Jeremy have never dropped her at hime for once not even Bella. She always walks home herself.

Even the one time I dropped her off, she waited for me to drive off because going into her house.

What does that even means? Her parents couldn’t have given her that mark. Maybe Alan, he is horrible but he would never hit his sister.

It was something hærd like leather, maybe a belt hit her or something. I have to ask her, i can’t keep racking my brain like this.
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Authoress Kamara Library
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🌹Natasha🌹
On the tray was a jar, a tea cup and some covered plates.

I uncovered the glass plates carefully and saw spread of burgers and fries while the other plate had scrambled egg with few slices of bread.

The last plate contained crumpet whose savory taste filled my nostrils and lastly a bratwurst sausage with potato salad.

I dig in the food but couldn’t it all because I wasn’t that hungry. I popped one of the fries in my mouth and it tasted so good.

I finally washed the food that I could eat down my throat with a fine cup of tea heavily laced with milk and sugar.

The door opened and Reece came in, he was still wearing his sweatshirt and pants.

“Are you done?”. He asked.

“Did you cook all this?”. I asked amusedly.

He chuckled lightly. “Oh no, my nanny did”.

“Wow so Reece Carter still have a nanny at this age, how surprising”. I teased him.

“Seriously?”.

I smiled. “It was actually delicious, send my thanks”.

“Nat, we need to talk”.

I sat back on his bed. “About what?”.

“Look, I know i’m intruding on your privacy but why didn’t you tell anybody?”.

I frowned. “What are you talking about?”.

“I’m talking about those marks on__”.

I cut him off. “I thought you said you didn’t change my clothes”.

“That doesn’t matter, how long have you been hiding that? Heck!! They haven’t even healed up”.

“Its none of your business”. I told him coldly.

“It is my business, Nat. Who did this to you?”.

“Reece, you do not need to know”.

“Was it a guy? Where? In school?”. He enquired.

I bit my l-ips, i do not want to cry in front of him. It would give me away.

“Just say his name and I will find him”. He stated.

“They are bruises, okay?”.

He scoffed. “Bruises? What am I? A child?”.

“I’m serious, they are bruises i get in my sleep”. I lied.

He looked at me. “Your sleep?”.

“Well yeah I sleepwalk sometimes and bump into things”.

“I watched you all night, Nat. Why didn’t you sleepwalk in my house?”.

Gosh!! Dammit.

“Reece, I’m telling you the truth”.

“Stop lying to me, i know thats not the truth”.

“If you don’t want to believe me then its your choice”.

“Nat”. He called calmly. “I can help you”.

No, you can’t. Alan is going to kill me, kill us. I can’t risk you getting hurt because of me.

“Why do you want to know anyways?”.

“I care okay? Are you satisfied with that answer?”. He asked.

I shook my head. “I can’t tell you”.

“Okay, how about we go on this from a different angle?”.

I looked at him. “What?”.

“Ask me anything thing you want to know about me and I answer truthfully, then You tell me your secret”. He said.

“How am I sure you are going to tell me the truth?”.

“I can’t lie to you, Nat”. He replied sincerely.

I sighed. “Okay fine, i’ll ask”.

“Go ahead”.

“When you said you know what Alan do, what did you mean by that? And why were those kids at detention that way because I mentioned I’m Alan’s sister?”.

His countenance changed. “Ask another question”.

“You said you would answer truthfully”.

“I can’t tell you that one, Nat”.

“Then I can’t tell you how I got those marks too”.
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TBC
Authoress Kamara

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