CHAPTER 19

It had been a long time and I had lost count. All I knew was that it was very early in the morning, I was still in my position, not even moving an inch while he was gone. My legs were shaking and they ached really bad, I had stopped crying a short while ago so my eyes were bloodshot and swollen and my knees didn't look too good either.

Immediately I heard the door slowly creak open, I stood up straight, my back also ached because I had been slouching for over two hours.

The door then closed but I didn't dare look back, I just assumed Isaiah was back.

"Keith?" I heard him call out to me.

ISAIAH

I received a text from my dad telling me that he wanted to see me. That brought back those memories, the same ones I wanted to forget.

"I want to see you" my dad said over the phone making me gulp in pure nervousness, I wonder what I'd done.

"Okay sir" I said making sure not to stutter. He never liked it when I stuttered, he said it made me sound like a scared little bitch.

I scurried off my bed setting my homework aside. I left my room and ran down the stairs and stopping at the door to his study. That's where we normally "see".

I knocked on the door and received a reply giving me permission to enter. I entered and poked my head in a bit.

"Come here Isaiah you know I don't like you poking your head in places, except in between a woman's legs, enter the room like a man" he said and I cleared my throat and walked in huffing my chest out a bit for confidence.

"Sit" he rolled his eyes motioning towards one of the chairs opposite him.

"Your mother will join us shortly" he simply said and I was about to nod but then I let out a "yes sir" and his lips formed a small smile.

It took about five minutes but mother's knock on the door was heard, he gave a response and  she entered and sat next to me as instructed by dad.

"Now let's see here" he trailed off opening one of his desk drawers and getting some papers out of it.

"Here you see your thumbprint right?"  he pointed to my mom and she nodded slowly.

"These are divorce papers, we are not longer married and that means I have no responsibility over you" he said sternly tossing the papers to me.

"Tell me you're joking" my mom's voiced cracked as she spoke through silent sobs.

"He's not mom, your prints are on all of these" I said checking through the stack of papers.

She simply snatched the papers and ripped them up and huffed in satisfaction as she threw the pieces at dad

"Mom they're probably copies"  I whispered to my mom and her head shot up to me.

"There's no need talking to an illiterate woman like her" my dad crossed that one line.

My mom burst into tears and ran out of the room, by this time, I had already been letting out some of my own emotions.

"Dad why would you do that?" I asked through my teary eyes.

"It's called being a man, you shouldn't beat around the bush with matters like this, you always face your problems dead on" he said making hand motions.

"So mom was a problem?!!" that was the first time I ever yelled at my dad and I slapped my mouth shut afterwards.

He slammed his fists on the table and got up making me run out and go look for mom. She was at her room packing her stuff, she wasn't crying anymore, she just looked exhausted. I just ran over and hugged her tightly.

"Don't cry Sai Sai" she said hugging me back and bursting into more tears.

"I love you mom please don't go"  I cried wiping my face in her clothes.

"Un autre verre monsieur?" the bartender interrupted my thoughts and I simply nodded in response.

Another drink sir?

He poured me what I promised myself would be my last glass for the night. As I drank, I felt someone tap my shoulder

I turned and found a boy. He looked slightly older than Keith and had blond...why the fuck am I even listing out his qualities.

"Can I help you?" I said dryly.

"I was just sitting over there and ..." here we go again, this is the fourth time a guy comes to flirt with me.

"...so I was thinking if I could possibly get your number?" he looked pretty innocent and a bit adorable. Too I had to do this.

"Not interested, now get out of my fucking sight" I said but he just pursed his lips and muttered asshole in French.

I just rolled my eyes and gulped down the last of my drink. I motion the bartender over and as soon as he came, I slid a bundle of cash over the counter. I'm pretty sure whatever I just gave him was enough to get me a hundred drinks but I didn't care at this point.

"Gardez la monnaie" I slurred a bit and left the club the same way I came in, except tipsier.

Keep the change

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As soon as I got to our hotel, I just got a feeling I was forgetting something. I ignored the feeling and just waited for the elevaor doors. I stepped out when I got to my floor and walked to my door. I slipped my card through and it opened.

I immediately took off my jacket and tossed it on the bed. I whipped around wanting to head for my bathroom but found Keith still standing at a corner.

"Keith?" I called out and no response.

Oh shit

wow I'm on a roll today...phew....Im tired now

But before I go, I have some thing to say about this 👇👇👇

and this 👇👇

Did they have to make his tongue like that...I mean come on...we perverts need a break from the dirty things in life sometimes...and why was his voice so sexy like uh I'm trying to watch a movie please...and lastly...his size..he looks too dominating...it's no fair😣😣