Untold Truths

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Chapter twenty-one
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||• Processing everything•||

I have decided to get away for a while. My head would've exploded if I spent another minute around my family.

I was staying with Sam for the moment. Her mother was amazing. It was a great environment and what I needed.

I know it seemed like I was running away from my problem which was true, but the truth was, I couldn't handle it. It was too much. It was selfish of me to leave my sister all alone. She was just as shook as me.

"Thank you for your hospitality Mrs Washington. I'm going home today." She is such a lovely lady. Her  hair is beautiful as well as her dark skin tone. She was not ageing at all and she was in her late fifties but looked twenty.

"You are welcome here anytime my daughter. I'm here for both you and your sister if you ever need. It was great having you over. Say hi to your sister for me." She smiled with delight. I nodded and prepared myself to leave.

"I'll drive you home." Sam said

"Thanks babe."

"Mum and I are here for the both of you always." She touched my hand reassuring me. Then she put her hand back on the stirring wheel.

"I know. Thank you Sammy." I smiled.

"I've transferred to MLK. Will you be coming back soon?" She asked. It had probably been a couple of months since I attended uni.

"That's great, but I can't. I have so much going on right now."

"I'll be there whenever you're ready to come back. Take care of yourself babe." I got out the car. We've reached our destination.

"Thanks for the ride Sammy. Take care." She nodded. For a second I thought I was going home to my parents. They used to comfort me whenever I was stressing. They give great advice.

After the realisation of my parents being the root of all this, I shook my head. I know it was wrong to blame or hold a grudge again the dead but I was mad.

"Baby welcome home. I've missed you." Ferry approached me. She looked unpleasant. She looked like a cat woman. A mess.

"Fur. Hi. Why do you look and smell like that?" She didn't answer and wouldn't let me go for that matter. She kept hugging and kissing me. I went upstairs to change and she followed me. She was like a kid after her mother.

I had to change in front of her. She wouldn't give me space. She kept saying how much she had missed me and how upset she was with Pops and Mama. She didn't want to believe the whole situation.

Running her a warm bath was a great choice. "Get in Fur. It's nice and warm," I gave her a soothing look. I let her stayed in the bath for twenty minutes to relax. She felt calmed and safe. I caught her a few times looking over if I was still here and she would smile when she saw me.

At that moment, I wanted to cry, I shouldn't have left her alone. She was my responsibility, I meant to look out for her, be there for her. She needed me and I wasn't there for her. In a way, I felt like I've failed her. Whatever I was going through, she was going through too.