Bound by K.H. Kate

Author:K.H. Kate [Kate, K.H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-07T22:00:00+00:00

PRESENT

I didn't run.

I walked slowly, enjoying the rain outside. It made it easier to tiptoe between alleys, easier to hide the fact that I might be crying. When I came here, my sole goal was to bring Keisha out in the open. Vent all the things I wanted to say.

Then kill her.

That's what kept me going after the last few days of hell.

And now it wasn't even an option.

"Lana had a family and now she has no one," I whispered, feeling them sound louder than normal.

My hands were started to feel twitchy again. Maybe because I was getting hungry or maybe I was off my meds for too long. Who knew? Just to keep them busy, I pulled the phone out of my jacket, punching a number I thought I'd never use.

It rang twice.

"Mr. Hernandez." I finally murmured, hearing a sharp breath. "I'm in the French quarter now and I'm finally done. Catch me if you can."

I didn't wait for a question or an answer. Instead, I put the phone away, too busy trying not to cry harder. I didn't even realize when I stopped at the cemetery my dad was supposed to be buried in. I didn't deal with death like everybody did. When Samara died, I skipped the whole funeral, too busy fucking Zach to get my mind off of it. I didn't feel a single thing then, not like he did. I was too angry at myself and the whole fucking world, I didn't want to see her dead body, memorizing her short life like every kid at the school did.

I just needed my best friend back.

And, when Zach died? His aunt didn't let me go to his funeral. In her words, I was the bitch that drove her nephew to an early grave. I didn't have the right to see him one last time or say any words. Both times, I couldn't cry. I just went by my day, waiting for the other shoe to drop at any time.

It didn't.

So why was I now crying?

"Hello, dad. Heard that bitch totally did you wrong." I laughed, the sound scaring a few crows nearby. "I-I don't know what else to say."

I imagined him looking at me with a grimace. It's been too long that I even stopped caring about what people thought about me. I was always running, always after something. Be it a dead mother or a beloved who I could never truly love.

"Wish you were here to give me some advice. I really could use some. Mom will only hate me if I go to her. And, I'm not talking about Keisha if you're disturbed. I've never met her and still, she makes me want to erase her name from my memory."

"D-Did you ever want me? Us?" I braced myself for the disappointment to flow when I finally admitted what hurt most. "I don't even know if it was you who decided to put me up for adoption or Keisha. It's not like I had a bad life.

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