SILENT ECHOES

Chapter 4

Let it hurt until it can't hurt anymore.
                            —UNKNOWN.

Kia's pov

Ten minutes.

Thirty minutes.

One hour.

Ugh he is not coming again.
I kicked some pebbles in frustration as my eyes burned with unshed tears.

Don't you dare cry because you are too pretty to cry.

He promised he will pick me up from school.
Why am I even surprised he is not here? This is not the first time and am sure it's not going to be the last. He is probably at the hospital going around helping others and acting like the perfect bachelor.
Aw yuck bachelor indeed. He has an eighteen years old daughter that has been waiting for him in front of her high school for the past one hour.

Ugh daddddddd
Now I will have to trek home again. I mean Clarissa and Ethan are probably still in the detention room and am sure they are going to stay there for at least three hours.
Stupid school with their annoying rules.
Am so pissed that I can yell until my lungs burn.

I really miss my old dad. He was so cool and kind. Everyone loves him apart from her.
She was tired of him... and me.
So she left.
But who cares
I don't care at all. I don't care where she is or what she is even doing

I still remember that day. She left without any remorse. She left her five years old daughter with her husband who was in med school. Dad would  have given up on his dream if not because of the Galanti couple.

Galanti couple. They are my favorite couple in the whole wide world. They are so sweet. I wish to have that kind of love with my future husband. They are just so cute. Tiffany is the perfect example of the innocent flower we all read in books. While Lucas is the bad boy we all wished for everytime. At seventy five he is still rocking his tattoos. Sometimes I have my suspicions about him being in the Mafia. They are so in love with each other.

I remember when papa has to go to class, he will always drop me with them. And they will make sure to feed my Five years old stomach with a lot of treats.

I remember those days. Drinking my hot chocolate in their cafe on Christmas Eve waiting for papa to come on time in other to celebrate Christmas with him.

And both Lucas and Tiffany will never let anyone call them grandpa and granny. They both said it makes them feel old. I also remember when Lucas always make me cute sweaters and dresses. He even name his brand after me.
Spark with Kiara.
Kiara: My name.
Spark: My blue eyes.

He is New York most sought out fashion designer.
He is known for his good looks and talent.

Tiffany always make jokes about ladies still chasing after him even at the age of seventy five. Which then makes Lucas sulking about his wife not acting jealous about the way ladies sought after him.
They are so cute.

I love both of them so much with all my heart. They were there when my father and I needed them the most. Look after me like their own grandchild. Took care of me when I was sick.
Bullied.
Going through hell.
I had my first ever period.
I remember that very day. Tiffany lectured me about pros and cons of periods. And Lucas was not even acting awkward like the way most men do. He even added more points. He said he is willing to buy pads than pregnancy tests for me.