BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 43
Alex POV
My mother went over to her bags and took out a large Ziploc bag. She opened it and spread it on the table in front of me and Kally. I let my eyes
roamed on the pictures in front of me. Not believing what I was seeing. It was of Kally holding my father's hand entering a hotel, the time at the
bottom of the page said 11:53 am and when I looked at the next it was 2:14 pm. I turned to look at Kally who was shaking her head. She turned to me
and looked in my eyes.
"That's not me, Alex." She said. I founded myself releasing my hands from hers and moving away from her. After looking at those photos, I felt
disgusted. I brought my head back to the pictures, there was one with her kissing my father. I swallowed. I just sat there looking at the pictures, not
knowing what to do.
"Alex you have to behave me. That's not me." Kally pled. I didn't want to look at her. Damn, I didn't want her anywhere near me. She played me. She
tricked me. All this time, I thought she really cared about me. She's just a gold-digger like the others. I was fooled by the color of her eyes, her smile,
the way she cared. It was all an act, an act to get Henrique and I.
"Alex, please that's not me." she said again. I turned around to look at her. I knew my eyes were burning. I feel like an idiot to give my heart her and
have her break it in pieces. "Alex, she's red-head, I have black hair."
"Dye can easily change that." My mother said. I saw Kally turned to her.
"Yes, I'm a natural red-head but I dyed my hair three years ago. You have to believe me, that's not me. I've never being to England. I never slept with
your father. That's my sister Alliyah. Alex please believe me. Don't you trust me?" that got my attention.
thing. Stop lying and just admit it's you. You're the woman who ruined my parents relationship. You're the mother of Henrique. I can't believe I didn't
pick it up before." I shake my head. Now it was obvious in the way she treated him, she would wake in the night to take care of him. She plays with
him. Of course he's her child and I realized too late. I looked at her to see that she was crying. Her tears don't fool me now.
"Please Alex, that's not me, I'd never abandon my child, that's not the kind of person I am. No matter how hard life was for me, I wouldn't never give
away a child whom, I produced so you have to understand and believe me when I say that Henrique isn't my child. Please believe me." Her repetition
of please made me want to reconsider but no, it was her. The detectives I've hired, has not found her yet and they were the best of the best. They
were looking for someone who doesn't exist.
"Kalliyah, stop lying to me." I shouted and got up from beside her. I held my fist in a ball., if she wasn't a woman,, I'd probably hurt her already but my
father taught me better. I stand up and went as far as I can from her. She started to cry louder.
Mistaken Identity
"What am I to do to make you believe that the woman in those pictures is not me? Goddamn, I don't have a child. Shit, I've never even have sex."
She stopped and started to pant. Out of all the lies she could tell that one was the worst. She never had sex, it takes sex to have a child. My anger
burst even more. I turn to my father who still haven't said a word as yet.
"Father, did you sleep with her," I said and pointed to Kalliyah.
My father held down his head in shame and then said a faint. "Yes,"
"No! Stop lying it wasn't me." Kalliyah shouted across the room.
My father lifted up his head and looked me in the eyes. "It was her son."
Kalliyah let out a bawl. I turn to her crying face. All I felt was hatred and pity for her. She ruined my parents' marriage and she ruined me.
"Get out of my house," I said to her.
"I said pack your things and get the hell out of my house. Out of my life and out of my parents' life. You are nothing but a gold-digging whore."
She sobbed, "But where will I stay? This is the only place I know here."
"I don't care where you go. Just get the hell out of my house before I throw you out."
"No, please. You can't do that." She stated.
"Oh really then watch me." I walked up to her and grabbed her by the wrist and started to drag her out my house. All she did, was cry and tell me to
stop.
"Please stop, you're hurting me." she cried but I ignored her. When I reached to the door of my house, I opened it and pushed her on the pavement.
"Wait her for your stuff," I said then slam the door in her face. She deserves it, she deserves everything hurtful things that she's getting now, she
played with my heart and ruin my parents marriage. I walked straight up to the stairs and went to her room. After packing all the things that belonged
to her I walked back down the stairs with the suitcases in my hands. I opened the door and fling her things out without even looking at her. I heard
she let out a scream, but I didn't look I just slam my door.
Reading History
Mistaken
Chapter 42 I'm not a golddigger
Shouldn't Have Kissed You
Chapter 51: Epilogue
Mistaken
Identity
Shouldn't
Have
Kissed
You