Searching for Love, Found Wealth

(Kiera’s POV)

Mom said it was the fourth day from my rescue from Carlos Ramirez.

I was conscious to witness them get arrested and Martinez spread lies of their innocence.

It made me boil mad that they weren’t going behind bars with the Ramirez. But at least, the properties were handed over without additional threats.

I was grateful for that.

Hearing that Cara Adams was being sent to rehab for her ‘delusional state’ made me speechless.

I’m sure she’d be really deluded by the time she’d come out from there. The Martinez are just trying to cover their own tracks.

And somehow the Ramirez are letting them. There’s no way they don’t has proof of the Martinez being a joint company with them.

Well, the Ramirez should keep on hoping till things get to late. They’d be in that jail for a long time. I’d make sure of it.

“Time to enjoy peace for once” I whispered to mom who was laying besides me. She opened her eyes and gave me the brightest smile ever.

But tears were hiding beneath them. Was it cos she was worried or some misfortune found their way to us again?

It was the latter but mom made a fuss out of it.

My father can never have us back. And neither Gladys nor baby John. Mom had already legally adopted them.

How would he train them, he isn’t married again. They’d need a mom.

Baby John and Gladys were still kids.

“I don’t know why you are fretting mom. Dad would never have us back”.

Dad had really bad plans this time. And before I could be discharged from the hospital, they’re lawyers coming to talk with me.

“Sir, this can’t be handled outside court. My little siblings need my mom. And my parents had been divorced for eight years now!” I barked for the hundredth time to the lawyer.

He wasn’t just listening. Couldn’t he put himself in mom’s shoes or it’s all about the money.

Are these the cases were lawyers lie in court fighting their own gut feelings?

“Kiera, your father just wants to have you and your siblings back in his life. That’s what a father desires, for his famiky to be complete”.

I wonder if these were my dad’s words or the lawyer’s. If dad desired for us to be complete then he should never have divided us.

“He shouldn’t have left them in the first place!” Mom said as she came inside. She so spoke my mind out.

“Why’s he causing tantrum now! He’s just a lazy cheating man that feels he can oppress anyone!!” Mom barked.

I felt bad my dad was such a person. I felt wore that my mom had to suffer those and it kinda made her not to yearn for remarriage again.

I’d be selfish to not let her get loved but she’s unwilling.

The lawyer turned to her angrily.

“What! I asked why he’s causing a tantrum! You’re his lawyer tell him to shut the hell up” I needed my ears checked. Was my mom losing her cool?

“Mrs. Bob, look, I am having this normal conversation with Kiera. The law permits me. Let my client have his kids, then he’ll be calm” the lawyer revolted.

“Get out. The law say I own the kids. Their father isn’t financially stable enough to take care of them!” she shoved a letter from the court.

I bet the lawyer didn’t look at the case from a proper angle. I peeked in to see what the letter held.

The lawyer bowed slightly and left the door.

That adversity was avoided rather quickly or so I thought. My dad came crashing in later asking that I left with him.

“Is it because she’s going to be the owner if those wealth in five years time? You need her cos the wealth would come to her right?” Mom pushed dad away from me.

I glared at him. I never thought of his reason. I had begun to think he genuinely wanted his kids back, maybe to frustrate my mom.

Or because he really thought the Martinez would hurt us. But it was because I was the only descendant of my mom.

“You’re bad, Mr. John. I guess your children are nothing but cash bringers to you” I gritted my teeth.

The truth hurt. My dad of when I was seven years was gone. I greedy unworthy father stood before me.

“Whatever I need you for isn’t your business. You are my blood so are my child” he raised his voice at me.

“She’s my child as well. You didn’t want Gladys and John. You left them with me. And you can’t take Kiera cos she’s my blood!” Mom raved.

“And I don’t want anything to do with you. Neither the change of a childcare costs you send monthly” I added with a hiss.

He looked defeated but his shoulders were still pumped with pride, “So My children turn against me. Gladys doesn’t want to see her mother and you, you don’t want to live with your father?”.

“You stopped being my father the day you left my mom and I and never accepted us both back”.

I felt my head exploding from my too much screams. My headache pangs were coming again.

“And that mistake can’t be undone” Mom said with finality as she pointed at the door, urging him to use it.

With his shoulders now reflecting his defeat, he left the room with a small “bye”.

I felt like that will be the last bye I’d be hearing for a long while. I minded but I’d live without it and without the hope of it.

He’s out of lives. He made mistakes that marred my childhood confidence and mom’s opinion about herself.

She wasn’t the mistake. I wasn’t the problem. But he made us feel that way.

He had made a mistake. All he needed was to correct it but he let his ego have the better part of him.

“Have some more rest. We’d be discharged this evening” mom informed me rubbing her temples.

I laid on my bed slowly to lower the effect of the headaches.

I began sobbing silently. I had completely pushed my dad away. Now it was time to heal.