Chapter 11: Pictures and memories.

KIKI.

I talk too much, honestly. And now I'd loose my job for it, no doubt. I don't know what came over me and made me just rat him out at that spot, but honestly, I felt happy doing that because I know no one would have dared to speak at that moment and he really deserved to be ratted out, he had it coming. I'm so tired of the unethical stuffs that goes on in that work environment, nobody deserves that. I might get fired or blamed but I know I did the right thing, if not for myself, for others who works or would start working there.

Having nothing to do other than look around, I decided to check my blog. I have a blog, one that was getting popular in its own way, although, not many people really cared about the voice and face behind it, yet. On it, I wrote mainly sexual and crazy stuffs, stories, fantasies and what not, it was titled Boobs, rants and booze, BRB for short.

It is also a blog where people even send their sex or relationship related questions and I help them post it anonymously so they can get advices, it's always very fun for me, to be honest and I can't even pinpoint on what made me even think of starting it. My blog kind of blew up a little bit with one that I wrote months ago about my life as a shotgirl, people related a whole lot and loved reading my story.

My last article however was about vaginismus since it was another issue I was facing and hearing two or more people relating to my experience was nothing short of relieving for me, for some reason, I had started to think that I had a very serious problem like my boyfriend made it. He made it such a big deal whenever I tried to explain to him, most of the time, he thinks I'm just trying to gacek something that isn't there just because I simply don't want to give it.

I went through my comments and smiled at each one as I read through, they somehow made my bad day better. Soon, my eyes went to the shelf beside me that had a picture of me and my family, one that was taken years ago when we were all still so happy together as one family until the fateful day that it all came crashing down, all it took was a few hours for our togetherness to get separated and I still remember it all like it was yesterday.

"I did it because you are less of a man, Jack! If you were a responsible man, one who took proper care of his family and actualizes his dreams instead of just being contented with this stupid life and dreaming all day of a future that he'll never have, then I would never have gone that far, its all your fault not mine!" My mom shouted at my dad was trying so hard to keep his cool unlike usual.

Growing up, I'd see my mom flare up at very little things and even nag a lot at my dad but somehow, my dad always managed to remain calm in every of the situation, he'd even succeed in calming mom in return but this particular day, it was all different.

"Lucy, you cheating on me and pinning another man's child on me is what you call my fault? My own fault?" My dad questioned, his voice breaking the more he did, it was very noticeable that he was trying so hard not to cry.

"It is your fault, jack, I did it because I needed money for a lot of things and the man was interested in giving me as long as I slept with him, it wasn't supposed to result into a pregnancy!" My mom responded, and now that I'm grown, I'll add stupidly.

"Oh, what were you expecting when you had sex with a man without protection, Lucy? A freaking car? A damn house? What the..." He stopped himself, looking around and seeing that we were all in the living room with them, although my siblings didn't care about their altercation, I on the other hand was very much invested in it but as soon as his eyes landed on mine, I quickly averted it, pretending to be focused on the book in front of me.

"You know what, we shouldn't do this in front of the kids, let's just talk inside the room." Dad said as he proceeded to drag mom with him but my mom had other plans, apparently, she snatched her hand off his immediately.

"I will not go anywhere with you, Jack, not today, not anymore. What even made you go ahead and do a damn DNA test on all three of our kids, huh? Why would you even doubt me to that extent and even do such a thing behind my back? How could you, we are dying of hunger in this house and you have the money to do DNA tests, not just one but three? You're just a damn liar and irresponsible piece of shit, Jack and I've had enough of you!" My mom spat at him with so much anger that you'd think she was the victim in the situation.

"I didn't even do any DNA tests, Lucy, I found out from your phone. And fine, I might have been wrong for snooping through your phone behind your back but you made me have so much doubts by speaking to men so many times and sneaking out to God knows where, I saw that message from one of those men and that was how I got to know. I only made it look like I did a DNA test so I could know which kid of mine he was talking about, you ratted yourself out, Lucy. You had a skeleton in your cupboard and fell for my tricks because of it, accept your own wrongdoings."

"I'll maintain my ground that I did absolutely nothing wrong, fine, you've gotten to know now, who cares? I'm done enduring shit with you, Jack. We only got married so young because of a damn mistake anyways so how about we just call the stupid shit off already, I'll take the kid that isn't yours and you keep the two kids that's yours, we'll see which of their lives gets better in the long run." Mom replied as she walked towards where my siblings and I were seated, now all focused on them both, she dragged Fifi on her feet.

My dad blocked her way, trying to pacify her, "wait, wait, Lucy, you...you can't just leave, I never said you need to leave just because Fiorella isn't my biological child. This is between you and I and has nothing to do with her, she is still my daughter and I'd like to be her father forever, I raised her and I love her. All I want is for you to own up to your own mistakes and apologize, Fiorella doesn't have to suffer for your own mistakes!"

"Suffer?" Mom questioned as she chuckled, sarcasm lacing her voice. "She will not even see any suffering, not even a little bit, she'll even be the key to change my own life for good, you should worry more about the two kids I'll be leaving with you, they'll probably kiss the ground Fifi walks on in the future. Look at me, Jack, I'm leaving and that's it, or..." She stopped abruptly and then walked up to me, "Would you like to go with Fifi and I and have a new life already, Kiki?" She directed at me as I looked up at her big blue eyes.

"Follow you? What about daddy and Jojo?" I asked, innocently as I looked at dad first, Jojo next and then back at my mom.

"Jojo will taint me, he's an imbecile, I can only take you so follow your sister and I and together, we can have a beautiful life. You might have been the reason for my suffering but I can still make good use of you." She said.

"Stop talking to her in that manner, Lucy! She's your child! And how dare you call your own baby boy an imbecile just because he's facing little challenges? What kind of mother are you?" Dad finally snapped at mom, his eyes blazing with so much anger.

"Oh, shut up already, a spade is a spade, calling it a spoon is a stupid kind of sugarcoating. And let the kid choose for herself, that's if you aren't scared she'll go with me, anyways." Mom snapped right back with a smirk before looking back at me, "now, Kiki sweetie, will you go with Fifi and I or would you rather stay with Jojo and your dad?" She asked again.

Even as a young confused kid that I was back then, I didn't even think too much or hesitate before I said, "I'll stay with Jojo and Daddy, mummy."

"Kiki!" Jojo called out as I was immediately snapped out of the memory lane I had thrown myself into, as I walked out of the room to tend to my baby brother, I couldn't help but look back at the picture on the shelf, "I wonder how mum and Fifi are doing now." I said.