Unfinished Business |2| ✓

The Liar

I really wanted Siya to be mature and tell him herself at first. But then I realized that something like this was more fun:)

So here you go, the chapter we've all been waiting for since the start, enjoy!♡

"She didn't tell you that you're a fucking father!"

The room went silent. Dead silent that you could hear the microwave beeping from the kitchen. "Kolson I can explain! Just let me explain," I blurted out, walking closer to him and he automatically stepped back. "So it's true then? How can it be true..." he mumbled to himself. One can only imagine the chaos going on inside his head.

"Alright! My purpose is done! Call me!" Nessara happily cheered with a devious smile on her face. She walked past me on her way out and purposefully winked at me. "What the fuck is going on!?" Kolson yelled. My hands started to shake at my sides, tears already burning my eyes. "I was pregnant when you left...five years ago," I softly said, my voice breaking in the end. I couldn't hold onto my emotions.

Everything is ruined. He's going to hate me even more than he's supposed to. If only I had just told him earlier, this wouldn't have happened. "What do you mean!? What did you do with my child!? How can that be true if you never contacted me then!?" He hissed, pulling at his hair slightly. He does that when he's angry lately, it's something new about him.

"I didn't have an abortion," I whispered and his eyes widened. "Then where the fuck is my child!? Give me my child Qatsiyah!" Kolson demanded, shouting at me. This time when he stepped closer to me, I stepped backward. "Kol figure it out. Chelsea was never pregnant after high school, I was," I mustered the last bit of courage I had.

His face paled and he froze in place when he finally realizes it. "Declan..." he whispered so softly that I almost didn't recognize my son's name. "No! No. You're lying! You would have told me!" He shook his head in denial. "Why do you think I needed to take him to the doctor? You need a parent or guardian for that. An aunt wasn't gonna work. Yesterday in this kitchen when my mother was talking to Delcan, she almost referred to me as Momma before she saved herself. Hell, why do you think I named him Declan?" I recalled.