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Chantilla
Kailey and I pulled into the parking lot at the same time. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anybody and wanted to hide in my room, but Kailey waved and waited for me to get out of the car. With everything going on lately, we haven’t been hanging out as much as I’d like, but we both tried to make the effort when possible. Now was one of those times.
“Hey, girlfriend. Why are you driving Ella’s car?” When I looked at her with my puffy eyes and blotchy cheeks, Kailey frowned, made her way closer, and hugged me. “What happened?”
The unfamiliar hug for comfort took me a moment to get used to, but if ever a time called for it, it was now. I relented and fell into her hold. I hugged her back. Tears choked in my throat, but I didn’t release them. I didn’t want to talk about my mother, but I knew I had to give her something. Kailey was relentless and wouldn’t leave me alone until I told her everything.
Untangling ourselves from the hug, I sat on the curb by the parking spot, and Kailey joined me.
“Blake kissed me and won’t leave me alone. He won’t stop hitting on me, and it’s making me extremely uncomfortable.” I hesitated about telling her about our familial connection, but I didn’t dare spit the words out. It was too much for me. “I’m keeping it quiet so Abel doesn’t find out. I’m worried about what he’d do to Blake.”
“Are you worried about Blake getting hurt?”
The question was valid, but I no longer held the compassion I once did. “No, not anymore. In the beginning I did, but now he scares me a little. I’m more worried about Abel and if he’d get caught and the repercussions of his actions. Abel can be volatile. We all know it. It seems to be worse when it comes to me.”
“Yeah, he loves you obsessively. I’m a little jealous.” She giggled and bumped my shoulder to lighten the conversation.
“If Ella hadn’t stayed with me, things would’ve gotten worse with Blake. He shows up and expects everything to be okay after I told him to leave me alone.”
Kailey wrapped her arm around my shoulder. “I wish I didn’t move out now. I want to put my stiletto up his ass then. I’ll happily do it now. I’m grateful Ella’s staying with you, too.”
Chuckling, I leaned into Kailey’s side. “Thanks, Kailey, but the situation is what it is.”
“Don’t say that. Blake’s terrorizing you and sexually harassing you. So much so you’re crying.”
If she only knew Blake was only half of it.
“I get why you don’t want to go to Abel but you need to talk to Blake’s dad and tell him exactly everything Blake’s doing to you, and that he’s not leaving you alone.”
Richard said he’d take care of Blake, but he didn’t know all the ins and outs of the situation. However, I didn’t want to upset my father while his health was as bad as it was. What would it do to him, knowing his son was constantly hitting on his daughter? That he’d actually kissed her.
Thank God he kissed me before I found out he was my brother. I didn’t want to think about how I would’ve reacted if I had known then. There would’ve been no way to keep it secret from Abel because the repulsion and the sick stomach would’ve been too much to keep secret.
Several times, my stomach still roiled at the thought of it. I wanted to be sick, but the only thing keeping my head was knowing Blake didn’t know I was his sister. In one of our many conversations, Richard told me he didn’t want Blake to know quite yet. He had issues with Blake and didn’t want the backlash to come back on me.
“You’re right. I need to tell him exactly what’s going on.” It was a good time to tell him about my mother, too. “I think I’ll head to his house while I still have the car. I don’t want to tell him over the phone. He’s not well, and I want to gauge his day first.” It was true. If he had a hard day, I didn’t want to pile any of this crap onto his plate. He needed to rest and conserve his energy.
“Okay, girlfriend. Call me if you need me. Let me know how he takes it. Hopefully, Blake will leave you alone, and you won’t have to worry about him anymore.”
“Fingers crossed.” I lifted both hands and crossed my fingers on them both.
We stood, and Kailey gave me another hug. “Are you sure you’re okay to drive? I can take you.”
“No thanks, I got it.” Driving was the only time I had peace and got to be alone. At a time like this, I didn’t want to lose it.
Kailey walked off, and I got back in the car and started it. A wave of unease coiled in my stomach. The truck flashed in my mind, and the anxiety over the possibility of being involved in a car accident was strong.
Chan, come on. It was an isolated incident, a fluke. It won’t happen again. Stop being so worried about every little thing.
The drive to my father’s house was easy and had no mishaps. I didn’t go crazy and go off on back roads or push the gas pedal harder than the limit required. I wanted to get to my father’s and ensure I didn’t botch anything up.
Another reason for the slow arrival gave me time to figure out several ways to think up what to tell him about what happened. How did you tell your father that your brother had been hitting on you? Here came another episode of Jerry Springer, and I was the star.
The butler let me in and guided me upstairs, and I had great timing. He recently woke from a nap.
“Hello, Richard.”
“My sweet girl, what a surprise. I’m so happy to see you.”
