HIS ADDICTION

CHAPTER ONE

    You stupid girl !

I jumped out of my bed and rolled underneath it that is if you can call the skeleton of a mattress and some broken pieces of wood a bed.

I already know who is coming and i don't need a whistle to inform me that Richard my "husband' is almost here.

He enters my attic bedroom with a bang on the door sending the door flying all the way across the room.

Yyyou stupid hhhoooe where are you hiding .

You know that i can kill you.

From the way he is talking i can already tell that he is very drunk, and he rarely gets drunk because he cannot get drunk with less than five bottles of beer .

I am not the most religious person but i know that when he is drunk i have to pray because i don't know if it will be my last time i am breathing.

Some people may ask why not run and let me tell you that it is not as easy as ABC. Richard is a well known business tycoon in the city and that makes him untouchable . He has loads and loads of money and he uses them to buy his way out of problems plus he is not afraid to kill ,i shudder every time i remember how he shot a man in between his eyes for not paying him his money i can tell you i was traumatized for more than a month .

As i am still remembering the past i am pulled out from under the bed where i was trying to seek refuge from the imposter that i call husband .I still can't believe that i am someones wife at the age of seventeen.

I am still lost in my thoughts when a heavy slap lands on my left cheek and soon after another one lands on the right cheek.A scream leaves my mouth as the impacts of the slaps are still fresh on my cheeks.

Stupid girl how can i be talking to you and you are day dreaming .

A punch lands on my jaw and before i know it kicks are being thrown my way . soon fresh tears roll down my face as i regret the day i was born and the day my parents decided to become inhuman and sell their daughter for five thousand dollars each which i am pretty sure is already over since they use drugs.

Richard leaves my room after making sure he has left me for the dead and orders me to go downstairs and serve his guests more drinks.

I coil myself on the floor for some few seconds to regain my breath and stop the sobs from leaving my mouth or else there will be a second beating .

I follow him down the stairs and start serving Richard and his guests their drinks and later go to bed when they are all already passed out on the floor .

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The next day i prepare breakfast for them and head to school before they wake up or else Richard won't allow me to go to school. But am so grateful to him that he has done something nice for me and let me go to school.

That is the least i could ask for .

I get to school and go to my favourite teacher and greet him , he is actually the only person that talks to me in this whole school and he is in his mid fifties . I am so grateful that at least one person in this world has taken his time to befriend and talk to me

He likes me like his grand daughter enough for him to give me a five dollar bill every single day of the school week for lunch but i keep all of it .

I think my next mission is more important than some food that i am going to poop at the end of the day. Richard always keeps on reminding me that on my eighteenth birth day he will be the first to take my virginity before letting his friends have their way with me and since i am finishing school when am still seventeen am happy that i will have approximately fie months before he decides to" consummate" our marriage .

But that does not mean that i can trust him to go back on his words since i literary live under the same roof with him.

Soon the end of the school day is almost over since i have a gym class before i break for that hell hole i call a home.

But let me make myself clear i cant run even to save my life and the gym teacher knows that but still makes me run every single day and not to forget that all the school bullies are in this class , and they like to pick on me .

I can already feel the headache coming my way from all the stress that i have pouring down on me.

Soon class started and guess what ? . The teacher thought it was a great idea for us to play dodge ball and i can already imagine how my body will be aching tonight since the bruises from yesterday are still fresh and i know for sure that at least three people are going to hit me with the balls "unintentionally".

I am already too tired with life but i know that everything happens for a reason and i will stay strong long enough to get out of this city.