Chapter 15
"Katherine...Katherine...where are you my child?" Mary's voice echoed the vacant hallway of the girl's hostel where the little 5-year-old Katherine was forced to live in.
"Katherine..." She sighed in panic as she couldn't find her from the past 2 hours. She had searched everywhere but there was no trace of her and it was impossible for such a small kid to go out alone at such late hours of the night yet she decided to give it a try and search outside.
"Katherine..."She halts suddenly seeing a silhouette of small figure hiding in the bushes grown on either side of the gates. Her eyes widened in shock and she quickly rushed in her direction.
"What are you doing here my child." She said while taking off her cardigan and wrapping it quickly around her small body to protect her from the chilling cold winds of Seattle.
"I am waiting for Dad." Her sad eyes screamed disappointment as her chubby cheeks had dried tears staining them.
"Come in my little girl...it's cold here." She tried to pick her up but she scooted far away from her reach hiding more into the bushes.
"No I will wait."
"He won't come today my child." As soon as the words left her lips, she instantly regretted as the little Katherine's eyes widened in fear drawing her to the verge of crying.
"I want to go home." She cried.
"He will...He will come tomorrow." She faked a smile just to cheer the little girl up.
"Everybody is gone...I too want to go home for Christmas." She complained crying and hugged Mary tight as she rubbed her back to console the poor little soul.
"He will come...now come let's go in. Daddy won't take you home if you catch a cold." She lifted her up in her arms, brushing away the stray leaves and twigs, as Katherine buries her head in the nape and continues to cry harder as one more day of her hopes of going back home died.
Unknowing stream of tears leaked from my eyes as I remember those days. Not even a single day in 16 years I have spent with my family. Dad never came to take me back home but never had I understood the reason why my Dad left me to be alone for so long. One thing I am still sure of no Dad can hate his own daughter, his own blood and my Dad too doesn't hate me but never had I understood why is he so distant from me.
So distant that he doesn't want to walk down the aisle with his own daughter.
I sniffed and wiped my tears but my tears continued to betray me.
My mood was so low that I had confided myself in my room today. Sebastian called me and told me that he is going with his girlfriend Nicole today, so we won't be going anywhere. To an extent, I was happy but another part of me felt bad, everyone has someone or the other for them in their hard times, but I don't have anyone.
I decided to do something which I love and helps me cope up with my dull mood but alas I didn't have my full supplies here and I was in no mood to go out. So taking out a pencil and few blank paper sheets, I began drawing something. Painting is not just my hobby but also my escape from everything happening around me. Colours give life to everything and that's why I love them. I find my solace in it but since I didn't have my things I began sketching and that's equally good.
And in no time, I was so busy with my work that I lost the track of time. Occasionally Elizabeth would come and ask me for lunch but I refused to go out, it was annoying but I don't mind as she was doing her job and was taking care of me. During that time, I forgot how upset I was, how lonely I was. I was almost done with my work but then Elizabeth has to disturb me again with her knocking which breaks the rhythm of my work.
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