Beyond The Cracked Surface

Chapter 3

Vicky started strolling back home, but it seemed long and unfurled. She started regretting why she had met such people in the first place. They were nothing but a negative influence.

Her mum flashed in her memory, and she felt hurt that she had hidden so many things from her.

It started with a r**e by her biological father, to m**********n, and now making porn videos.

"What have you gotten into, Vickie"? She held her head with both hands, exhausted from her thoughts.

"What am I going to tell Mum when I get home"? She questioned regretfully.

"Oh!, this is past 6 pm"!

Mum and my granny will be damn worried.

"Lord, please help me," she prayed silently.

On getting home, Vicky felt relieved that mum wasn't home, nor was her granny worried as she imagined.

"Grandma, why isn't my mum back by this time"? She asked.

"She has a lot of running to do for the trip, and she mentioned earlier that she was going to book a flight". Granny replied slowly.

Okay, Grandma, I hope you weren't worried about me? Vicky asked anxiously.

"Honey, you must have had a busy day in school trying to bid your friends farewell, so I understand". Her grandma replied,

"Oh, grandma, you're so sweet", Vicky bent down to lay her head in her lap.

They had some time together, ate dinner as she waited for her mum to arrive, before going to bed.

Scrolling through the phone, the numerous notifications from her phone kept reminding her that she had to turn off its speaker.

Some of the notifications signaled that she had been added to a community of s*x workers in different spheres. One of the group's names indicated "The vampires".

The community was divided into student units, working class units, married units and master class units.

"I'm back" Mrs Natasha announced joyfully.

She approached everyone with hugs and kissed Vicky on the forehead. Vicky quickly dispersed her phone to a side pocket of her shorts and adjusted her hair into a small bun.

"Darling, I called you several times to check up on you, but you didn't pick up," her mum asked in remembrance.

"Oh, mummy, my phone was in silence all through the day, I'm sorry," Vicky quickly apologized.

Okay, darling, hope you've eaten?

"Yes, Mum," she replied jovially.

Alright, my pumpkin, go have some rest. By tomorrow morning, we will be leaving. I have to resume office in two days.

"Oh, that's true. " Vicky quickly gave consent.

Mrs. Natasha didn't seem too convinced about staying with her aging parents; the trauma it brings to her caught her off guard, and she longs for an independent life with her daughter.

Mum, what's the name of the company you will be working with? Vicky questioned.

"It's TTRS (Trust Technology Research Agency). It's a newly founded company that runs intercommunication operations in the States and across several globes. And I will be working as an accountant". Mrs. Natasha explained.

"Wow, I'm proud of you, Mum," Vicky stated excitedly and hugged her.

Watching her mum live happily these past days was nothing but peace to her soul.

Her heart longs for such peace in the same room with her dad and mum by her side, but she had to accept the fate of living in its delusion.

They arrived in New York earlier than Vicky expected, the city screaming luxury and glamour.

They checked into a hotel that night before going house hunting.

While they lay on the bed that night, Mrs Natasha was worried as she scrolled through her iPad screen.

Houses in the city were more expensive than she had envisioned.

"Mum, I feel we should go for something small and comfortable, since we are just two," Vicky advised.

"Darling, that's so thoughtful of you, but I want us to live the best of our lives here in Albany". Her mum replied.

She finally settled on a duplex building a few kilometers away from the company, A real estate G.R.A. fashioned. It was comfortable and affordable. She contacted the house owner and showed her interest.

After two days in the hotel, Vicky and her mom moved into their new home and settled down. The environment was serene, and the neighbors there had a good sense of humor.

While still moving their luggage, a young lady waved with a smile from the corridor of her apartment.

Vicky waved back, smiling sheepishly.

"People in this neighborhood are so nice and welcoming," she thought.

Mrs. Natasha had to resume work the next day, and Vicky was left alone.

As instructed by her mum, she began to research the colleges available in the city and wrote out her application.

She soon found an art college and signed up for its Foster Music School. As she kept on viewing the school environment, seeing the achievements they had made over the years, its best graduating students and classroom decor, a notification popped on her screen.

It was the vampire's community group. The numerous messages pissed her up to a stupor, but she thought about visiting.

One of which indicated a message from Jayden

"Hey babe, you were a hottie last time, I hope to see you soon and have a rock together," the message was attached with a tongue-twister emoji.

Vicky quickly deleted immediately; she already hated having anything to do with him.

She was done having anything to do with people who played with her emotions. "Men are just toys," she said to herself.

After watching a few clips from the channels, her orgasms started to stimulate, and she became energized. She wished she had something to sniff, but there were no drugs to try out.

She shrugged into the bathroom to take a warm bath, but was consumed in lust.

Pictorial scenes from her last s****l intercourse kept replaying in her head. She hurried out and picked a healthy cucumber her mum bought last night from the food stores, locked herself in for thirty minutes and m*********d to a certain level of satisfaction.

She laid down in distress and wondered how she had become so addicted to m**********g.

"What if Mum finds out"? A voice whispered

"Hum," she signed heavily.

"Victoria Eden, you are beginning to lay a dirty foundation for your life," the voice kept persisting.

"But, it wasn't my fault," her thoughts gave a response.

"You are tempted by your desires," the same voice whispered.

"Huh, leave me alone," Vicky shouted in tears.

The bright day was gradually going into its evening, and she changed into a thick, neat gown, dressed her hair and wore a light lip gloss and went into the refrigerator to pick up some snacks. The birds on a fig tree in the neighborhood sang sweetly, so she thought about stepping out for a stroll.

Cab drivers kept stopping by to drop off office workers who lived in the neighborhood. She enjoyed her view, biting off her snack from its snack pack.

Her phone beeped with a call from Eric, and she wondered why he would be calling her, but she didn't hesitate to pick it up.

"Hey Eric," she greeted

"Hey Vicky, how are you doing over there?" "We missed your ass," he spoke ditty.

"I'm good as expected," Vicky replied nonchalantly.

"But hey, you haven't uploaded any videos yet"? Eric sounds annoyed.

"Listen, Eric, I don't think I'm in for this whole job," Vicky replied.

"Shuuuu" Eric voiced Raid as he continued.

"You're part of us already and you've got this".

"I mean, there's nothing hard about this, you just got to sniff cocaine and burst with pleasure," he said.

"And you've got a perfect phone to capture what we want," he added.

Vicky hesitated in worried gestures before managing to speak.

"Okay, Eric, I will give it a try," she replied.

"But how much do I get in return"? She inquired quickly.

"Huge money, babe, huge money." Eric sounded convincing.

"Alright, alright, I got you, just give me time," Vicky concluded.

"Yeah, that's my babe," Eric replied jovially.

"Alright, I have to go," Vicky ended the call.

In a few minutes, Vicky thought of how she could meet with a s*x worker here in her new location and get into the business of making cool cash for herself.

She agreed to do more research on it later through their website on Google.

Vicky sat on the settee in the Venetian, scrolling through the vampire website to connect with a s*x worker and prepare a blind date for their collaboration, her eyes roused by the horn of a car at the gate of their residence.

The security approached to open it up, and it was a black Lexus looking all neat and polished. It was alarmed from a distance, made a U-turn till it stopped at the frontage of their apartment.

"Who could it be?" she imagined.

Mrs. Natasha stepped out, Vicky hurriedly reached out to go welcome her mum, and as she approached them, a male figure in a black suit stepped out, fuming with wealth, tall with broad shoulders and a strong jawline.

"Mr Francis, thank you for the lift." Mrs. Natasha kept smiling in appreciation.

"You saved me from those arrogant fraudsters who almost rubbed me out today." Mum continued

"No mention, Mrs Natasha." You are still new here in Albany.

"With time, you will get accustomed to our way of life," Mr. Francis replied.

"Vicky, meet my boss, Mr Francis," Mum introduced.

Vicky turned around to exchange greetings and appreciation for his kindness towards her mum.

With her hands stretched out in a handshake towards him, he couldn't stop gazing at her beautiful appearance.

"Mr Francis," Vicky tried to interrupt, swinging her hands a little.

"Oh, apologies. " He received her handshake, holding it so tightly.

"You look so beautiful like your mother," Mr. Francis complimented.

"Thank you," Vicky replied reluctantly.

"Thank you for my mum's job offer and the lift tonight," she added in her most composed manner.

" Nice meeting you, Vicky," he said in his thick voice.

"Oh, sorry, I mean you're welcome," he quickly corrected his reply.

Vicky could feel his attraction to her, but had already felt a bad omen for his personality at first sight.

"He could be some bossy womanizer deceiving women with their money". She perceived.

Vicky and her mum wave at his car and step inside.

"Mom, tell me about your day."?

"How was your first day at work"?

Vicky poured out numerous questions.

"Oh, Vicky, I'm so tired, I will tell you later," her mom replied shabbily.