Chapter 42

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Chapter 42

“But if I let you go, I will never know

What my life could be, holding you close to me.

Will I ever see you smiling back at me?

How will I know?

If I let you go.”

If I Let You Go – Westlife

**KYLE**

I was sat in the waiting area of the hospital’s emergency department. We had been at the hospital for about two hours, but they still hadn’t told me what was wrong with Ciara because I wasn’t family. So I had had no choice but to call Tyrell and let him know what had happened…

I had begun to doze off when I heard a voice that I recognised shouting “just tell me where the hell my daughter is!” I opened my eyes and saw Ciara’s mum, Tyrell and Anton standing at the reception

As if he sensed that he was being watched, Anton turned around and looked at me

“Oi, where’s my sister?!” he shouted as he walked towards me

“I don't know, they took her into some room and won't tell me anything coz I aint family-“

The nurse who had first seen us when we came in, came out of some doors and approached me

“Have you managed to contact her family? It’s important that we speak to them urgently…” she shifted her gaze from me to Anton

“I’m her brother, and our mum is over there” Anton said, leading her over to where their mum was standing with Tyrell, who was staring at me as if he hated me… I didn’t blame him though; he had every reason to hate me

The nurse took them back through the doors she had come through and about 5 minutes later, Anton came bursting through the doors towards me

“You hit my sister?! You fucking hit my sister… what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“I didn’t know it was her, she grabbed me from behind and-“

“I don't give a shit! Why are you even here? She don't want you, so FUCK OFF!” he screamed in my face

“I’m not going anywhere until she says that to me herself” I said

A security guard came towards us, looking like he was about to tell us to leave.

“Excuse me, what is the problem here?”

“Nothing, this fool was just leaving,” Anton said, pushing me towards the exit

“I’m not going anywhere!” I said, removing myself from his grip. If this had been a few years earlier, I would’ve been scared of him, but I wasn’t 12 years old anymore…

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