Stolen moments

Chapter 32(B)

I walk hurriedly out of the room feeling congested, I bit my lip trying to calm down as I folded my arms rubbing the two to create some warmth.

I don't know what he was trying to do but he needs to stop, he seriously needs to stop. Why is he bringing this up? In front of everyone?

I hear heavy footsteps as I inhaled a deep breath, what know?

"Leah?... "

"What do you want?" I turn around to face him as he stood in all his glory.

"I can explain myself" he brought out his hands as if to pacify me. I snicker with a nod.

"Okay.. Explain. Am all hears"

"It's not what you think it is" he moved closer while I step back.

"Don't come near me Hunter" he sighs nervously running his hand through his hair.

"Am sorry" he said quietly in a whisper, it was inaudible but I still heard.

"Why are you sorry?" I asked in confusion, he looks down for a while before looking up and answering.

"Am sorry for not being there... Am sorry for treating you badly and hurting you, am sorry for what happened_"

"Wait" I raised a hand to stop him "I have been willing to ask you this for a long time now but how did....how did you know what happened?" I stuttered.

His eyes widened a fraction before he looks away, i hear a sigh before he looks at me again as different expressions ran through his face.

"Someone sent a video_" I cut him off.

"Someone? A video?" I asked suspiciously while he only nodded.

"Yes, it was anonymous expect for some initials, we are still working on who sent it, the video was uhn" he clears his throat "it was pretty graphic... we saw what happened_"

"Wait... We?! How many people knows about this?"

"Only Mason, Alfredo and I" I nodded letting out a sigh of relief, it is a past that am not ready to talk about although it does bothers me that my elder brother and his friends knows about the crime that was done to me and they also have proof. "You don't want them knowing?" He asked.

"Yes I don't"

"Why?" I shrugged "they are bound to find out one way or another"

"I don't know Hunter, I just found out I came from a family with a name that is so big, i don't want to destroy that name with my past"

"When did you start caring about what other people think?"

"People change" I said with an eye roll.

"You went to the UK for a year, I tried contacting you but you won't pick your calls, you won't reply my messages" he complained bitterly.

"I was busy" I defended myself.

"Busy doing what? You could have called back when you saw my missed calls, you were ignoring it on purpose"

He said sounding hurt.

"A lot was going on that period"

"That doesn't mean you shouldn't pick my calls" he pestered which got me more annoyed.

"Look who is talking, you shouldn't be bothering considering you did the same thing years ago" I snapped at him as his face turns to that of guilt.

"I said am sorry... I was just worried and I wanted to know if you are okay. Did you know how crazy it was for me whenever Alfredo called you and you pick up once. Even Mason called you when I was present but picked his but you never picked mine.. It drove me crazy"