Keeping up with... Kamryn?

Chapter 15

I've never been more terrified in my life. And that is considering all the times I walked in on my dad stoned, and all the times he laid his hands on me.

I felt like a small, fragile lamb in a lions den. Too many brown eyes to count... all staring at me.

They weren't waiting for me to talk, and they were listing to something I was saying. Emotions were bubbling over, and they were out for my blood. Atleast that is what it felt like.

The utter silence became deafening in itself and I finally had to do something about it.

"I....I am sorry...." I tried to say and my hands began to quiver with anxiety. "I don't know what to s-say..."

"You don't have to say a thing, Kamryn." Kris said and walked across the room to sit down beside me. "This isn't her fault, this wasn't her choice.... it was me."

"Kris, can I speak to you in the other room.....now...?" Bruce said, his jaws clenched along with his fists. He was a smart man and it didn't take him long to put the pieces together. She was unfaithful to him.

"No." She stood back up. "I don't want anymore secrets! I just want to let everything out once and for all!" She said, facing her harsh crowd. "Someone say something!" She ran her fingers through her hair anxiously.

"How could you do this?" Kim asked.

"Yeah, mom... How did this even happen?" Robert added.

The room was still surprisingly quiet. I thought there would be a riot going on at this point...

"I think we all know how it happened!" Khloè joked.

Everyone looked at her harshly. Bruce said through his teeth, "Khloè, this is not the time."

She realized that she was out of place cracking jokes and then said, "Well mom, when did this happen?"

"16 years ago... I had an affair with my attorney, George Collette." She sighed.

"George?" Bruce said his name disgusted. "You slept with George? We golfed together every week!"

"Bruce, I am sorry.. I am... there is no excuse for what I did. But if I could take it back, I wouldn't take back the affair... Because I wouldn't have Kamryn as my daughter. The only thing I would take back is my decision to let her go..." She looked in my direction with tears streaming down her face.

"Why did you give her up? And how did we not know you were pregnant, mom?" Kourtney asked.

"It wasn't really my choice... I didn't want the media to know that I had an affair with my attorney, so I just planned to tell Bruce the baby was his. But George... he threatened me... he used my fear as a weapon to take Kamryn away from me. I held her for a few hours and then... my baby was gone."

The room was emotional. Kim and Kourtney were crying, Kris is balling her eyes out, and Bruce was boiling over with anger and frustration.

"Kris... I need an explanation. I want to know everything that happened in those nine months. How in the world were you able to fucking keep a baby from me, your husband?" He questioned. I could tell he was wounded by the news he received today.

"It wasn't an easy thing to do, believe me. I didn't want to. I didn't. George made me do most of the things! It was in 1998.. Remember? Everyone thought I was just getting fat. And it worked! 9 months later I delivered Kamryn in a local clinic, which was the first and last time I saw her... until now."

Kim was crying the most. "Why are you just now telling all of us this?"

"Because I have been a coward for the last year. I am ashamed of the decisions I made, including giving up Kamryn. I will regret it for the rest of my life..." She said sincerely and I believed every word she said.

"So where is your dad now?" Kendall turned to ask me.

I swallowed a lump in my throat. "He... he died, like two days ago..." I slowly said.

The room was quiet and still. No one dared to move.

"Oh my God." Kim said. She set down North and walked over to me, embracing me in a hug.

That was unexpected. Soon, it triggered a chain reaction.

What I expected to become a world war amongst the family after the news broke, now became a moment where everyone got along, and everyone engulfed me in a hug.