Keira's Life

Keira: Chapter 17

I went downstairs the next morning and saw my auntie making breakfast, I still remembered what she'd said to me and she didn't seem bothered. I cleared my throat and she didn't look up from the cooker.

'Morning.' I said and she looked at me blankly.

'Morning.' She replied and continued cooking.

'So I went to the appointment...' I said and she nodded. If I died right now, I don't think she'd care. I sighed and showed her the comments my councillor had written down about me and she didn't even glance at it.

'Can you stop ignoring me?! You're stuck with me NOT Rhianne, fucking deal with it.' I said. I didn't care if I was being rude, I was fed up of how she was treating me.

'I'm NEVER going to get better if I don't have the support of my only family member! I'm sorry Rhianne isn't here, I truly am. There's nothing I can do!'

'You attention seeking bitch. You'll never understand how much I miss her-'

'I MISS HER TOO! YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE!'

'I'M SURPRISED YOU CAN REMEMBER HER FROM THE AMOUNT OF OVERDOSES YOU'VE TAKEN!' She shouted and my eyes started to sting, so I knew what was coming next.

'YOU RUINED MY MARRIAGE! RHIANNE'S GONE AND YOU'RE NOT!'

'I didn't ruin it...'

'YOU SLEPT WITH MY HUSBAND!'

'HE RAPED ME! THERE'S A DIFFERENCE! YOUR SICK, PERVERTED HUBAND RAPED ME! HE TOUCHED ME AND YOU DID NOTHING ABOUT IT!'

'I DIDN'T KNOW!'

'YOU'RE A LIAR! I KNOW YOU DID!' I shouted and tears started spilling down my cheeks. She turned back around and scrunched up the paper stuffing it onto my hand.

'You can take that and disappear.' She said and I started to cry harder. I walked out of the kitchen and sat on the bottom step. I put my school shoes on and my coat, I picked up my bag and slowly walked out of the house. Just as I closed the door, my phone started vibrating and the last person I expected to hear from appeared on my screen.

'Marco?' I said in disbelief.

'Keira... I'm so sorry. The amount of times I've wanted to call.' I sniffed and wiped my eyes. I probably looked a right mess right now but I couldn't care less.

'Are you crying?' He asked and I cleared my throat.

'No, look Marco I really haven't got the time or patience for anything you have to say-'

'Just hear me out-'

'Goodbye.' I said and hung up. Prick. He'd sided with his sister over me and yet he wants me to listen to him? No way. I got to the bus stop where Ricardo was sitting on the wall nodding his head along to his ipod. Once I got nearer to him he smiled at me standing up and it faded slightly once he saw my slightly red eyes. He pulled an earphone out and looked at me.

'What has she said to you?' He asked, knowing straight away that it was my auntie. I slowly shook my head and sat down.

'She blames me for everything, she even thinks I lied about the rape! I think stress is getting to her-'

'Stress or no stress, she can't talk to you like that. Knowing how much you've been through, you didn't ask for any of this.'

'Neither did she!'

'It's not your fault though, it doesn't give her the right to blame you for something that was out of your control Keira.' He said and I sighed. I guess he was right. He kissed me and wiped my eyes.