CHAPTER 9

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I was so confused. Memory loss? How did that happen? There was more questions than available answers. But the most important question was , what the he'll is Kanye west doing in my hospital room. " Mr. West what the hell are you doing in my hospital room?" I ask.

He gives my mom a long troubled look before turning to the doctor sadly and raises his eyebrow. The doctor nods his head yes and turns to leave the room. "Well Olga... I'm your dad" he pauses for a minute examining my bewildered expression before continuing " I don't expect you to start treating me like a dad though because obviously I haven't really been there for much of your life and the first time me and your mom told you we were complete bootys about it" I look at him quizzically " Olga I'm sorry that I couldn't be a dad to you for the most important years in your life but I promise to be there for the rest"
Suddenly I get a horrible headache. Some memories start to come back. Not very many though. I remember up until Kanye told me not to cry in his car because I'll ruin the leather. I start crying tears of joy. My memory loss wasn't permanent like the doctors thought and I WILL recover with time! My mom and Kanye immediately start asking me what's wrong, unaware that they're tears of joy. " I remember!!!" I say hysterically. "REALLY!?" Shouts my mom. Usually I hate people yelling and would get mad with her for this but I can understand her shock. She WAS just told that her only child would never remember an big portion of their life. "Yes!" I say " I don't remember everything though.. Only some things." My mom hugs Kanye with a big smile on her face.. "It's going to be okay" she says

"It's going to be ok" I think "or at least I hope so"

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