Basic Instinct [stranger things]

90. Suspects

CHAPTER NINETY
SUSPECTS

The next morning, Kimmy found herself awake hours earlier than she usually would.

It was a Saturday morning, so she wasn't really up that early. But still, Aaron was still sleeping, and unless Kimmy purposely woke herself up with an alarm or something then he was always up before her.

Steve was at work, so it left Kimmy roaming the big house alone, not wanting to wake Aaron up for no reason - especially on the weekend.

So, because she had no one to help her, she was on the hunt for some painkillers. Opening every cupboard or drawer she could find in hope to find something to put the pounding headache that had woken her in the first place at ease.

Eventually, the girl found some. Sighing in relief as she patiently waited for the pills to work.

Kimmy had been a little distressed when she and Aaron arrived back at the Harrington household the night prior, however she'd done her best to hide her shaken expression from the blond boy, not wanting him to worry.

Seeing her father so abruptly had startled her. Kimmy did her best not to think about her parents and all that they'd put her through, but it was easier said than done.

She couldn't just forget, even if she tried to. No one wants to remember difficult times in their life, but it takes lots of time and healing to even get over a fraction of trauma.

Kimmy wasn't stupid, she knew she wouldn't just get over all she'd been through, but she had hoped she wouldn't automatically slip back into the fear that would corrupt her on the daily when she lived in her own house at the sight of the man.

It wasn't fair. Why did Kimmy have to suffer because of what someone else had done to her? Why was it that she had to undo any damage done to her that someone else had caused? Why did she have to fix herself when it was someone else who had beat and broken her?

It wasn't fair.

She'd be left with a life time of triggers and nightmares while her parents continued on with their lives stress free.

She'd be left with bruises and scars all over her body while her parents continued on with their lives without as much of a mark on them.

It wasn't fair, and it pissed her off.

Perhaps just pretending she hadn't gone through anything and that her parents hadn't done anything to her wasn't the way to be. Because while she did her best to ignore and forget it all, she was brushing it under the carpet and acting as if everything was suddenly fine when it wasn't.

They'd put her through hell her entire life, and suddenly her own father didn't even recognise her in the street.

She was left with his actions towards her plaguing her mind, and he didn't even know who she was.

Kimmy couldn't believe it. She'd been away from home for a matter of months and already, he didn't recognise her to pass her in the street.

Sure, he was drunk more often than not, but Kimmy was sure that he wouldn't even be able to point her out while sober. In his mind, he probably thought she was still nine or ten years old.

The man drank so heavily and Kimmy knew he had lengthy blackouts where he couldn't remember long periods of time due to this, Kimmy knew that would be why he wouldn't have realised who it was.