Pleasuring the Maid novel Chapter 34

What! My parents both asked at the same time, looking at the three of us. That is until Ava held out the hyper realistic mask and the photo.

I swear mum gasped, her face turning pale as if she had seen a ghost. Dad hang his head in shame running his hands on his hair repeatedly.

They both looked at Ava with pleading faces. As if feeling their eyes on her...she looked up at my mum for the first time since she stepped feet in the hotel room.

'Is it true? ' Ava questioned, throwing the two items at my mother.

My mum blundered uncertainly with her words, eyes shifting in all directions. I had never seen my mum shot of words, she always had words to say no matter what.

'It's time Ren, they deserve to know the truth. ' Dad squeezed he shoulders.

'Okay, follow me. ' She shamefully muttered.

'No, I want the answers here and now. ' Ava maintained her stand.

'Please Ava, you said you wanted answers. Come with us. ' Mum begged.

She stood, taking my hand and Bryson's. ' please don't leave me. ' I was happy that she finally acknowledged us. She wanted to be with us through this, no way we would let her deal with it alone.

We piled into my parents SUV and in no time we were parked at the Nairobi Women's hospital.

'What exactly are we doing here? ' I questioned.

Were the answers in this hospital, this made no sense. I was filled with uncertainty and doubts.

'You'll see. ' That's all dad said making his way to the entrance.

Once we rode the elevator, we stood in front  a metallic door and judging by Ava's reaction, this is where she had been.

Mum didn't give us time to think before she pushed the door open. In one single glance, there on a hospital bed, lay woman who was very much awake.

She looked so much like Ava, even when her face appeared to be bruised, the similarity was just too much, only that she was older.

'Auntie Eve? ' Ava ran to her, pulling her into a hug.

'Mum, call me mum. ' Her aunt smiled at her. That's when I realised what was happening.

'Honey, that is not your aunt. She is your mum Ava, your real mum. ' Mum spoke. To say Ava was shocked would be an understatement. 

She slowly stood straight, lifting her hand to cover her mouth. Her eyes widened in a fraction, taking in the words.

The shock turned into anger and her face showed it all and it became all familiar to me once again.

'How could you? you were exploring the world out there knowing so well that I was all alone? What kind of a mother are you? You even abandoned me at the age of 4 to a fake mum. ' She then turned to mum, fire in her eyes.

'And you, you fucking lied to me for all those years, she used you( referring to her real mum ) to lie to me. What I don't understand is why?. ' She was now crying, finally she was showing some emotions.

'I've lived for one year mourning, missing you. And to think that you weren't even..' She couldn't even get the words out, she just broke into sobs .

Bryson pulled her in his arms, hugging her like her life depended on it. He rubbed her back soothingly, trying his best to calm her down.

'Ladies, now is the time. ' Dad addressed mum and Eve. Telling us to sit down for what was about to be told.

'All that we've done over the years was for your protection Ava. I couldn't lose you honey, your life was in danger since the day you were born. I protected you for 4 good years, but when I realised I couldn't do it anymore, I decided to do something.

Ava it was all my plan for Renata to put on that hyper realistic mask. I wanted so much for you to see her for who she really was, I wanted so much to spend time with you, raise you up and make good memories with you, but I couldn't.

Renata told you that she gave birth to you at the age of 18 right? Well she wasn't lying only that she meant me.

Your father was a very bad person Ava, I didn't know that until you were born. When I got pregnant with you, he had made it pretty clear that he didn't want us or the responsibilities that came along with your birth.

I couldn't abort you honey, believe me it never crossed my mind even once. So I stayed with my parents till you were two years old and that's when the problem started.

Growing up, my dad used to tell me stories about a well known and feared  Mafia leader. His name was Alpha Moreti, the man was a devil Ava. He killed people for fun, he enjoyed it all.

He was extremely powerful, with countless connections allover the world. He only had one child , a boy named Mathew Kenyatta Moreti.

Mathew was my age mate according to my father and no body really knew him. His father kept him hidden from people, training him to take over once he was of age.