Secrets revealed

Chapter 17

*Mckenzie POV*

When I had woken I was cold, my skin had goosebumps which was strange because I had been hot all night

As I open my eyes I see the reason why, I'm alone. The cover we had though the night was on the floor and Harry was no where to be seen.

I slowly sat up from the couch and entered the kitchen to see Zac and Emily eating some breakfast, 'where's Han and Harry?' I ask my voice sore from shouting yesterday

'Han has gone to the shops, and Harry I don't know he was gone when I came out his morning, has he not texted you?'
I reach for my phone from my bag which I had placed on the counter last night, opening it to see no voicemails, no missed calls and no texts

'No, look I got to get to work, call me if you need anything' they nod and we say our goodbyes

I didn't understand why Harry had left. Did I say something? Did I do something wrong? I couldn't think of what I could have possibly done to cause him to leave without leaving a note or messaging me

It stung that after last night he would just leave, not even check how I am this morning. But I guess that isn't what he does. Although it doesn't stop the pain I feel

I reach my apartment and I quickly get dressed, slipping on my white dress and heels before grabbing my things and leaving my apartment

When I finally reach work everyone stops and stares, their mouth wide and I know it's because of the black bruise and cut across my face

As I reach my office I turn to face my still gaping employees 'if you all worked as much as you stared, a lot more would be done'

They all snap their attention back to the screen and I slam my office door shut, I was shaking from what had happened yesterday, the anger of how my father dared to lay a hand on me again

I reach for my phone quickly calling Harry, but I'm sent to voice mail

'Hello Harry, I hope everything is okay?! I was worried this morning when you wasn't there... Er yeah just give me a call at some point so I know your alright. Speak soon. Bye'

I hang up and proceed to do the work I was currently putting off, I hadn't realised how much I didn't want to be here today. It was killing me to be here, I know I could leave when ever I wanted but I had take the last few days off and I desperately needed to catch up

'Miss Keating?'
'What?'
'Are you okay?' I look up to see Meredith stood in front of me
'I am fine Meredith, are you?'

'Er no. I need to go to the hospital my brother he er he's had an accident'
'Meredith stop talking, just go. You shouldn't have even asked. Go be with your brother' she smiles and quickly runs from the room as I slump back into my seat

It was roughly 8pm and I had realised that I was still here and at that time until my phone rung, I was tired and I couldn't put up with anyone else today

I had just gotten off the phone to my father trying to apologise and then threaten me. It had lasted all of 10 minutes before I had said that if he calls any of us again or comes near us I will go to the police. Can safely say he was quiet after that

'Hello' I breath into the phone, it's silent so I repeat my self
'Miss Keating'
'Yes?'
'I am very sorry to inform you but your father has had an accident... He died on impact with another car'

'Why are you calling me?'
'Er you were the last person he spoke with'
'Yes because he was threatening me, call my mother. She will handle this'
'Er okay Miss Keating I am very sorry'

I hang up and instantly walk to to cabinet full of alcohol, taking the bottle out and quickly drinking from it, not caring what happened either way

Once I finished the whole bottle of vodka, I had grown tired so grabbing my keys and things I left my office and the building, putting the alarm on and locking it somehow

The drive back was full of near hits with other drivers and it was very fast. Because within 10 minutes I was home

Walking quietly towards my apartment, I struggle to find my keys and it ends with me dropping my bag with his full contents spilling to the floor

I drop to my knees and carefully begin to pick my things up when I see another hand help, I look up and I am greeted with a smile before a look of concern crosses his face

'Kenzie?' He breaths out and reaches for my face cupping my cheek as he examines my bruised cheek
'Why did you leave?'
'I er I had work'

I huff as I stand and walk into my apartment 'liar' he looks at me as I grab another bottle from the cupboard 'you left because you didn't want me to wake up with you there. You left because it's not what you wanted to be doing. Although we had done it before'

'Kenz-' he tried but I cut him off
'Look I don't even care. What are you doing here Harry?'
'Came to see you, I was worried'
'Why?'

'I don't know, I wanted to see how you were after last night, are you okay? Why are you drinking so much? Oh god did you drive home drunk?'
'Im fine just a big old fucking bruise across my face. I'm drinking because I'm not sure really, I did drive and nearly crashed but I'm okay'

'Fuck sake, Mckenzie are you stupid to drive home in this state you could have died. Why didn't you call me?'
'Because you didn't answer and I'm not dead but wanna know who is?'

'Im sorry I didn't answer... Who's dead Kenz?' He sighs as he looks at me, my eyes water but I swallow it back down

'My father' I speak as I down the bottle of alcohol