The Rough Ride

"I've had a rough day, Ciara, so you better start talking now. You've got no idea what I've been through in the past few hours. I was supposed to come home and rest. But no, what did you do? You decided to rub my face in the mud." Kelly bemoaned.

"Dad, trust me

 You have got to believe what I say," 

Ciara made a move to touch Kelly. 

" Don't you dare touch me?

You are not going to force me to believe the shit you say. You are not going to look me in the eyes and lie to me, would you?" Kelly transferred all his aggression to Ciara. 

Kelly didn't sign up for any of the drama. He had wanted to surprise Ciara with the money George sent him. Kelly was the one that ended up being surprised. He wasn't only shocked, it also spoiled the good mood he had brought and replaced it with sadness. 

"How's your friend, George, doing? I do hope he's getting better. When is he going to be discharged from the hospital? I feel he's spending too much time there," Ciara asked. She tried to digress from the actual discourse and confuse Kelly but unfortunately for her, it wasn't working. 

Ciara had no idea that Kelly had come fully prepared for her as though he knew she was going to bring in a man home to have sex with. 

Kelly walked away without uttering a word. His sudden departure brought smiles to Ciara's face again as he held her chest and sighed. "Wow! It's good to see that he's finally gone. That was so close. I never thought I would be free from that shock," 

She proceeded to check the back door and confirm if Derek had left his hiding place. Fortunately for her, Derek was nowhere to be found. It could only mean one thing; he was gone for good. 

"Checking to see if your man is gone?

Don't worry, I guess he should be gone. 

I mean, he won't be stupid enough to still hang around after hearing my voice from his so-called hideout." A voice startled Ciara from close range and nearly ripped off her heart. 

She turned around and saw her father. He wasn't just alone. He had the clothes of Derek in his possession. 

At that point, Ciara knew her game was up. She was desperate to apologize immediately. She went with one knee on the ground. "I can explain, Dad. It's not what you think. You know I am not always like this. I've got morals. I am of good decent, and you know that,"

"What do you think I am thinking right now? Wait a minute, what were you even thinking? I doubt you're in your right senses right now. It wasn't enough for Waters to break up with you, he still had the guts to show up in our home to have sex with you? What have you done to yourself, Ciara? What were you thinking? Have you suddenly lost your mind?" Kelly ranted. 

Out of frustration, he threw Walter's clothes at Ciara. She managed to dodge them. 

The statement from Kelly was more shocking to Ciara than her pathetic. 

"How did he manage to discover that the man I had sex with was Walters? Did he see Walters escaping?" Ciara had thought. 

Right in her presence, she saw her whole life crumbling and couldn't do anything to save it. 

"I am sorry, Dad. 

It will never happen again. I didn't know what came over me." Ciara begged. Those were the only words she could utter In her defense. It took her a while to even pronounce them fluently after stuttering for a while. 

"You don't know what came over you. There you go. I've heard that line in movies. I want to assume you weren't drugged, were you?" Kelly interrogated Ciara. 

Nodding her head on both sides, Ciara responded. Her knees were still scrubbing the ground. Her face was buried in the ground. She was too scared to look at Kelly in the face due to what she did. 

"I am so disappointed In you, Ciara. I didn't expect this from you. Just a day away from home and you are already inviting men to have sex with you? What happens if I stay out for a few weeks, huh?' Kelly wept. His eyes were reddish, already soaked in tears. It was just a matter of time before they started dropping like rainfall.

He spent a couple of minutes glaring at Ciara without speaking. He was so pissed off that he couldn't find the right words to use. After countless stars, he got tired of standing and decided to walk away, leaving the door open. 

Kelly's exit was supposed to lighten Ciara's mood, but it didn't. Instead, It worsened. She blamed herself why she allowed herself to fall for such temptation. 

"The last time I checked, I wasn't drugged. So how did we end up having sex after several months of break up?" Ciara wondered. She wept like a pathetic widow to the point where she exhausted all the tears in her eyes. She tossed to the bed to rest her head and ended up falling asleep. 

Unlike Ciara, who managed to fall asleep, Kelly's mind was restless. He kept on pacing like a criminal who was about to be sentenced to life imprisonment. 

"What's happening to my home?" Was that question on Kelly's lips?

 As much as he wants to blame Ciara for not controlling herself and allowing Walters to capitalize on her weakness, Kelly, too, decides to attribute the whole drama to his absence. 

"If I was home, none of this would have happened. There's no way Ciara would invite that son of a bitch to my home, let alone have sex with him," Kelly vowed. 

"But what can I do now? 

The damage has been done and there's nothing I can do to change it. Too bad I didn't get to share the exciting news with her. What a night!" Kelly soliloquies and retired to his bed.