Hidden scars 2 episode 7

💔Hidden
Scars💔
(😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱)
By: Kã Mä Râ
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✏Written By:
_____Authoress Kamara✍_____
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#Season_2: ✨Episode 7✨
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😎Reece😎
I gr0×ned as I roll on my bed trying to get some sleep but I couldn’t. Not after seeing Nat in that state.

She seemed so fragile in my hands as she cried, i’m guessing that maybe either she must have remembered something bad or she had a nightmare.

But a nightmare?!! Its still noon, why will she have a nightmare?!! Or maybe it could be traumatic experience?

I snapped out of my thoughts about Nat as I heard sounds of cars revving. I stood up from my bed and walked to the windows.

There were more guards that I assigned here myself. Where did they come from?

I turn back and walk to the door opening it, i need to find out what the hell is going on.

I got to the stairway and stopped hearing those voices. Voices that belonged to the people that I have never seen for months now.

It better not be what I’m thinking or else … I saw them walk in through that door.

I looked at her holding her son’s hand as she smiled at him. The nerve!!

I clenched my hand into a fist as i watched her. What the hell is doing here .. ?!! And she had to bring her son and new husband at that.

Then he walked in. He ruined my life, i was lucky i even didn’t stay with him or her.

“What the hell are you doing here?”. I ask as I stepped down the stairs.

They didn’t say anything as they stared at me.

“Who told you I was here?”. I glared at them.

“Kingston, we need to__”.

“I’m not having a conversation with either of you “. I interrupted him. “Get out”.

“This is my place, young man. You have no right to throw us out”.

Just like before, he never change. Always sounding so commanding. I’m not gonna give him that satisfaction of doing what he says today.

“Last time, i checked this place was in my name”. I retorted. “So get out of here”.

“Kingston”. She tried to go close to me but i stepped back.

I gritted my teeth angrily. “Get out”.

“Kingston .. “.

“Don’t come close to me”. I yelled at them.

“We are here for your health”. He spoke up.

Like I knew it. Nothing will ever make them come back to me unless they found out that I was dying.

“Now you come? For me? Sorry to say but I don’t need you both. I can see you both have moved on with your lives so please let me be”. I told them coldly.

“I get it that we have not been here for you but Kingston, i’m here now”. She say.

“Really? Just because you heard I was sick or the fact that I’m dying. I’m pretty sure thats what you both want”.

“Please don’t say that”.

I watched as she broke down in tears but none of them were doing anything.

When I was still a child, her tears always managed to unnerved me but now, it fuels the anger in,side me.

The anger I feel towards them, the anger that rises each time I see them.

Aunt Isla and Uncle Javan were not even here, where the hell did they go to?

“I don’t need either you or him”. I yelled breathing heavily. “I don’t have parents and the both of you are dead to me”.

She bursted in tears but I ignored it and walked back upstairs trying to ignore my aching heart.

My heart aches seeing them come back to me just like I wanted. But they didn’t even come to spend time with me, I’m sure of that. Its only because of my medical status.

I returned back to my room and whacked the door behind me making sure to lock it close.

I bit my l-ips terribly trying to hold back my tears, trying to force myself not to cry.

But seeing them only added to the pain i was feeling. It added to all the neglect I felt this past years growing up without them.

The pain of not growing up like a normal child stings at my heart. If it hasn’t been for Lionel .. Then who knows?

They had the guts to come back here? All they have ever done was inflict pain in my life, nothing else.

Them leaving me brings pain and them coming back to me also brings pain. They are destructive coming back into my life.

The pains I felt in my heart was worse than the one I’m feeling terminally. They left me and when coming back, they had the guts to carry along their families.

I walk weakly to my bed and flopped on it as I curled myself into a ball trying really very hærd not to cry.

I finally let it out crying out loud as tears stream down my cheeks. They f×¢king left me alone.

Remembering that was overwhelming as I cried my heart out. All my pains returning, the pains that I’ve been trying to forget for a while now.

The pains of my mother leaving me, of my Dad abandoning me. Those pains of being forgotten by the very ones who brought you into the world.

I had cried the day they were separated by the court. None of them wanted custody of me and now they are back only because of they heard I was dying.

I am their only child but they treated me like I was nothing to them. Like I was trash.

They were the only family I had back then, i didn’t have anyone, except them. They left.

I don’t f×¢king need them at all. I no longer want their love.

I don’t want their attention at all. They can go to hell for all I care.

I remember wetting my pillows with tears all the time, every night. The sheets being soaked up by my tears each night.

I whimpered in tears hugging my soft pillow close and tight to me.

I heard a knock on the door followed by her voice. Nat.

I tried to stand up but I can’t as my heart races all of a sudden. My breath becomes shallow and I’m left dragging in gulps of air.

“Reece .. ?”. I hear her voice. “Are you okay?”.

The pain spreads from my chest to my neck along to my throat which becomes itchy.

My chest seems as if like a sumo wrestler is sitting on it. I take rasp short breaths at a time trying to stop the pain.

Another knock sounds. “Reece .. Come on, open the door”.

My mouth is damn dry and I coughed trying to ease my throat but I even can’t. I continue coughing, the pain getting worse.

A sheen of sweat forms on my forehead as i take a handful of the bed sheets gripping it tightly trying to get up.

I continue my coughing as blood spill out of my mouth. I laid back on the bed holding my chest, I don’t think I can take all of this anymore.
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🌹Natasha🌹
I stared at Reece’s retreating figure as he went up the stairs storming out angrily on his parents.

I made to go after him but Harley held me back.

“Just let him be for now. He must be feeling pained”.

“But what if he does something terrible for himself?”. I asked her nervously.

“Why would he do that? Just because he saw them? Thats too absurd”.

I wanted to say something but stopped as an argument ensued between them.

“Is that how it always it between”. “.

“Unfortunately Yep”. She nodded. “Thats was why Reece never had for once a stable childhood”.

Reece’s Dad snaps his fingers. “Zahn, go get Kingston”.

“Really? Darrel?”. Isla comes into the living room.

“Do not interfere”.

“You are sending a guard to bring your son but why don’t you do that yourself?”.

“Isla. Watch your tongue”.

“Don’t you get it? Darrel, all Kingston wants is for you and Aurora to treat him like your child”.

“He is my child”. Reece’s mum butted in.

“Well you don’t act like he is”. Isla shot back. “Both of you don’t act like he exists at all”.

“I have businesses and companies to take care of”.

Isla scoffs. “Really brother? You have only one son, just child yet you can’t even take care of him. Now I get why Kingston hates the both of you”.

The main door opened and I turn to see him walking in, hands tucked in his hoodie.

“Lionel”. Harley squealed excitedly next to me.

He stopped seeing them. “Is this like some family meeting i’m missing here?”.

“Zahn”. Reece’s Dad beckons on one of the guards. “Who let him in?”.

Lionel lets out a scoff. “I should be asking you that question. You are not welcomed here at all”.

“Lionel!!”. Isla yells at him.

“Who the hell let him in?”. Lionel yells back at her. “We don’t want him here”.

“Don’t you dare speak to me that way”.

I’m literally confused as I watch Reece’s dad points a finger at Lionel. Is he related to them or what?

I’m not getting it. I’m not getting either of this. I used the opportunity to walk up the stairs going to the hallway.

Once there, i walk faster to Reece’s room and attempts to open it but its locked shut.

I knocked on the door. “Reece ..? Are you okay .. ?”.

I couldn’t help but feel concerned for him and also a little worried at the same time as I stood there.

“Reece .. “. I call him knocking. “Come on, open the door”.

No response from him as I try to push the door but it wouldn’t budge.

Now I’m really worried for Reece. Why isn’t he opening up at all?

“Is it open?”.

I looked sideways to see Lionel walking to where I was. I thought he’s still down with them, arguing.

“No”. I shook my head. “He’s isn’t opening or even answering”.

Lionel touches something on the door and it did a face scan on him. The door opened immediately much to my confusion.

I snaps out of it and rush in,side the room but stopped seeing Reece on his bed in an oddly way.

I went to him. “Reece .. ?”.

No response.

“Reece .. “. I shake him.

I notice blood is on the sheets reminding of what had happened before.

“Lionel, why isn’t he waking up?”.

“Dude, stand up”. Lionel tapped his cheeks.

But Reece wasn’t even waking up at all, he didn’t even stir a little bit.
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