My Life in a Cupboard

Fated Seduction

Natalie’s Pov

I closed my eyes as I shook my head and then when I opened them, it was gone. Could I have been hallucinating? I was really shivering and wished that something warm would come to overwhelm me, but wishes from me never got granted. The next day, my foster mother checked up on me and took me in as I was too weak to stand or do

anything. I was running down with a fever. “I do not know why you are this useless. You stayed under the rain for how many hours and now, you are shivering? I really don’t know what to do with

you anymore.” She complained as she came in with drugs to give me.

She sat on the bed and put a spoon of liquid drug in my mouth and I drank it, even if it was bitter. The next day, I was still shivering and my temperature did not go down at all. I hated this feeling but thankfully, my foster mother took me to the hospital, where I was treated.

“Hello, Natalie. I am Doctor Glen. You will be fine, all you just have to do is relax.” The doctor assured, giving me a bright smile.

I was put in a public ward, so there was a lady who would certainly be the same age as me. She looked at me and smiled, then asked me a question that I never expected to be asked.

“Was it maltreatment that brought you here?” She asked, looking at me inquisitively. “uhm.. i..i d..do not understand what you mean.” I stuttered as I blinked my eyes thrice.

“I asked. Is your being at the hospital, a result of maltreatment?” she asked again.

“You do not need to be ashamed to say that. I can tell from the aura around you and your mother. I was brought to the hospital because my aunt pushed me on the road and I was hit by a bike. She has been mal-treating me since I was young and I do not know how I have managed to hold up until now.” She said, with a slight smile on her face as she slept on her side, to face me. “I am sorry to hear that.” Then I sighed. “I was also maltreated. I have been in her care since I was

taken from the orphanage.” I revealed, lowering my eyes.“I hope that both our story will change.” She smiled whole heartedly and a doctor came to attend to them.

~

A few days later, I was better and stronger, so I was released and I went back home. Thinking that my foster mother would leave me to rest for a few more days, she surprised me by asking me to run an

errand for her.

“Mother, I still don’t feel energetic.” I lied, hoping she would change her mind.“As long as the doctor has discharged you, it means you are better now. Do not get on my nerves, Natalie.” She warned, without looking up at me. I didn’t want her to stand and do something harsh

to me, so I decided to go into my room to drop my things, but to my surprise, a loud slap landed on my back. It was my foster mother who stood up out of anger and did that. “Mother, why did you do that?” I asked, looking baffled.

“I told you I need to send you on an errand, but you are going in to the room? What effrontery is that?”She lashed out at me. “I..I wanted to drop my things first.” I replied, sounding scared.

“Cant you drop them here? If you took my needs seriously, that is the first thing you will do.” She shouted, looking at me disgustingly. I felt devastated as my bones went weak, hearing those words from her. I was back to square one.

~

Later that night, her boyfriend came over for a sleep over. I served pineapple juice to both of them and they were sipping it as they were watching TV. I noticed that he was staring at me seductively, but I

ignored it, because he couldn’t be lusting after me when he has my foster mother. I fell asleep when it was around midnight and I felt a

cold hand, sliding through my legs, like it was feeling my skin. I quickly jumped up when I realized it was reality, only to find out it was my foster mother’s boyfriend. I was shocked that he would try such and I blamed myself for not noticing his true color. I was about screaming when he covered my mouth, making me let out muffled screams as he tried to pin me down. He wanted to r**e me when

my foster mother was in the house. Luckily, I was fast enough to kick him hard and I ran off to my cupboard as I wasn’t certain of my foster mother’s protection. There was no way I could trust her for anything.

I locked myself in the cupboard as there was an inner lock there. I had a carpenter put it there when my foster mother wasn’t around as I knew there were times when she tortured me to the extent of losing my life. Hiding in the cupboard would be the best way to hide from her and make her anger subside. I could hear him grunting and then he left. A few minutes later, he came back with my foster mother and she started hitting the cupboard.

“Come out right now, you b**ch. So, you have been having your eyes on my boyfriend and decided to seduce him when I was asleep right?

What! He lied against me? How could he do such a thing? I was too scared to talk, so I kept mute as she continued talking. “You had the guts to seduce him while I am still around. Open up!” She shouted, banging the cupboard.

The way she hit the cupboard, startled me and I fell backwards and was even more startled that I kept falling.

“Ouch!”

I met myself in another world.