Creating The Real Us

Chapter 41- Open Secrets

Heyyyyyy
I realized that I made a mix up in the characters for the previous chapter.
It has been corrected.

Story time..

KIKI'S POV

I was back home. If anyone ask, I'll prefer the hospital.

"Baby, I prepared your favorite meal. Go freshen up so you can eat"

I don't want to eat.

But I didn't say a word because I was actually hungry.

"Your Dad and Zion will be home early for lunch"

"Kikiiiii"  I was called, giving no chance to respond to mum.

Not like I wanted to

Julie was running to me with David taking large strides behind her to also meet me.

They both pulled me into a hug.

I wasn't in the mood.

They kept talking, asking how I was.

All I did was nod.

No one talked about the fact that my own parent almost killed me because of their ignorance.

I was the topic in every hospital's staffs lips. A lot looked at me with pity and I hated it.

But what could I do?

My own parents didn't know my allergies!

At this rate, it could be argued that I wasn't their own.

As the sick child, shouldn't I be constantly cared for?

Must it be any time I pass out or go for check ups that my parents remember I need love?

There were lot of things going on in my head.

I had a hot bath and changed my clothes.

I raised up my sleeves and stared at my cut marks.

If anyone truly cared, there would be at least one person who noticed my suicide attempt.

It was always the house keeper. She was my favourite. She kept my secret.

Don't see her as a bad person who hid this kind of news from my parents because she has actually tried telling them but they wouldn't give her a chance to talk.

Many times she had told them she had serious news about me, but their response was always "I'm busy Lara"

And for reasons known to Lara, she kept the information from my siblings.

I went downstairs to eat.

Everyone was already sitted. I took my usual seat and my food was served.

I took little bites and chewed really slowly.

"Kiki love, I and your Dad have apologized so many times, why aren't you yourself?"

"Kiki we are sorry" Dad said

"Kiki respond please" this time it was mum

It's now or never

"You both didn't know my allergies. I almost died." I answered plainly

"We're sorry, we truly are" Mum said

I was getting worked up

"It's not the matter of sorry. How many things do you even know about me? I always thought you were better than Dad but now  that I see it, you both are the same. The only difference is you work remotely while he goes to the office"