Chapter 33

C"Alexa?" A voice said behind me, I turned around and my eyes widened in surprise. I stood up immediately, and I could see Kurt's face contorted in confusion.

"Alexa, is it really you?" The person came closer to me, walking pass the bench, she stopped in front of me and stared at me as if contemplating whether she wanted to touch me or not.

"What do you want?" I asked sounding annoyed cause I never even expected to see her here.

"I know that you don't want to see me, well with after what happened years back," her attention turned to Kurt who was already standing next to me. "And who is this fine gentleman?"

"None of your business," I hissed, I grabbed Kurt's hand and dragged him towards the direction of the car.

"Alexa wait!" Kurt said yanking his hand from mine, causing me to turn around to look at him.

"Who the hell is she?" He questioned. I didn't answer my attention went to the grass that was underneath my shoes.

I felt Kurt hands underneath my chin as he lifted my face to look at him. "Alexa, who is she?" He asked once again.

"She's my mom," I mumbled softly.

"If she is your mom then why did you treat her that way?"

"She and my father sold me off years back."

"She what?" Kurt had a look of disbelief on his face.

"You heard me, my parents sold me off due to us being poor. Imagine being so poor and hungry that you had no choice but to sell your only daughter off." I took a step away from Kurt, I then turn around and headed towards the car, open the backdoor and got in.

Suddenly I wasn't happy anymore, suddenly I wasn't even in the mood to celebrate anything. The fact that she just came and wanted to invade my space ticked me off so badly.

Kurt came back inside the car some few minutes later. He gave instructions to the driver that we were heading home. I was grateful that he decided that we should go back home.

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I headed straight to my bedroom as soon as we got too back to the house. I removed my clothes and lay down on the bed naked, there was a knock on the door and in came Kurt–who on seeing me lying down naked, use his hands to  cover his eyes.

I rolled my eyes at him, wondering what he was suddenly being shy for when he literally saw me butt naked weeks ago.

I stood up from the bed and picked up a shirt that stopped at my knee and was two times my size.

"You can open your eyes now," I said after putting on the shirt, he removed his hands from his eyes and let out a small sigh of relief.

I went back to my former position on the bed, he came and sat right next to me, my eyes shifted to look at him

"So, what brings you here?"

"My curiosity about the complete story of what happened to you, is pretty much killing me," he said sounding quite honest.

My eyes went to the ceiling overhead, looking at the bulbs that were hanging below it. "Well like I told you, my parents were poor and hungry. They just decided to sell me off to some people that didn't mind having a young child of 12 years old under their care."

I let out a sigh. "But at the end of the day I didn't really care, I stopped caring about a lot of things and just accepted my fate in this cruel life that I was living."

"I didn't know that that type of thing happened to you."

I shrugged, he probably didn't need to feel sorry for me, I have learned that my life wasn't meant to be a bed of roses. It was always destined to be a bed of thorns, sharp and prickly that would pierce through your skin and leave wounds that would never heal.

"But, on your birth records they said that your parents died in a car accident then you were raised in an orphanage till Nightfall Pack took you away from that place."

"Well whoever wrote that crap most definitely was paid for to do so. Or they probably didn't know what happened to my parents." I said.

Then there was silence between the both of us, as we just lay next to each other, my hands having a mind of its own, reach for his own hand and held it.

I love the difference between our hands, I love how big his hands are. How whenever our hands touch they would completely cover mine.

I turn my head to look at him, and in that moment he also turned to look at me as well. We stared into each other's eyes with not even a single word being uttered between us.

I sat up on the bed, and turn towards his side and climbed on top of him with my knees of each side of his hips, his hands went to hold my waist.

I lean in and kissed him tenderly and softly, he kissed back. Our lips move in sync with each other, I grinded my crotch against his and he let out a soft moan.

I broke from the kiss and looked at him with a smile on my face, then we both heard the door open and we looked at who walked in.

It was a maid, who apologized for barging in with her cheeks flushing red in the process.

"What do you want?" Kurt asked.

"Um, sir Mr Clark wants to see you." She said and then walked away closing the door behind her.

We both got up and went downstairs to see Mr Clark. Who was a man that stood at a very tall height and had a small face with a moustache.

"Good day Mr Higgins." He greeted with his hand outstretched for Kurt to shake.

"Good day Mr Clark." He said shooking his hands.

"I wanted to speak to you concerning your father's inheritance."

"Oh, let's go somewhere private." I watched as they went back upstairs, my eyes following them till they disappeared from my sight.

I decided to head to the kitchen wanting to eat something nice.