SCAR FROM THE PAST; HER MISTAKE

HURTFUL WORDS,HARSH REPRIMAND

Two days later, Beatrice was dumped at the front if her gate bleeding and unconscious.

" Oh my dear Beatrice!" Her mother gasped tearfully as she stared at her unconscious daughter.

She was then, taken to the hospital.

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" She was brutally raped." The doctor dropped the bombshell as he stared sadly at the couple.

" What?! But how come?" Victoria gasped loudly as she stared at the doctor like he has grown double horns on his head.

" How do you mean she was r***d? But how come?" Her husband asked and shook his head negatively and vigorously.

" This cannot happen. What happened to Beatrice? How come she got r***d?" Victoria asked and bursted into uncontrollably tears.

They both stared at the doctor, finding it hard to believe that their daughter was brutally r***d.

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" Mom?" Beatrice whimpered as her eyes flickered open and tears rolled down her cheeks freely.

" How did this happen to you Beatrice? How?" Her mother asked tearfully as she held Beatrice hands in hers.

" Can we not talk about this mom? Can we talk about it when I'm fully recovered?

Please?" Beatrice asked and sighed tiredly.

She withrew her hands from her mom's and wiped her tears.

" Okay."

Beatrice turned to the other side of the bed and slept off.

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" She would have to constantly see a therapist and I'll prescribe some drugs for her because she might tend to have psychological trauma.

And depression which sometimes leads most victims to suicide." The doctor expound sadly to Beatrice parents.

Beatrice mother shook her head sadly and wept bitterly.

Her husband crossed his arms akimbo and stared into space.

The couple nodded and thanked the doctor before walking out of the office.

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Beatrice was treated and was discharged two days after regaining conciousness.

She become so withdrawn and hardly talk to anybody not even her elder sister whom they are very close to each other.

" What?!! How could you Beatrice?" Beatrice father voiced out in anger as he stared at his daughter with bloodshot eyes.

She had just finished explaining what had happened to her to her parents and sister.

She was on her knees weeping profusely.

" You caused this on your self Beatrice. How could you have a male friend even as your best friend.

How could you do that behind our backs? After all the preachings and sermons about not having a close relationship with boys.

What the hell is wrong with you? What was going on in that brain of yours when you were friends with him?" Her mother yelled in anger.

" Mom?!" Ariana called pleadingly.

Her mother turned to look at her and glared venomously at her.

Ariana kept shut and bent

her head.

" What's happened now is gonna make you get suspended from church and I and your mother would be stripped off our position in the church." Her father thundered angrily as his every words were laced with anger.

" Besides Beatrice, how do you want us to believe that you were r***d when you were clearly the one who went over to his house.

Just stop lying that you were r***d and say you had s*x with him.

You're just too pretentious." Her mother smacked angrily.

" You've made us look like bad parents and that we haven't been trying hard enough to raise you up as a good and decent teenage girl." Her mother added with anger and pain laced in her voice.

She glared angrily at Beatrice and hissed angrily.

" What I'm I gonna tell the Reverend and what happens to my post in the church.

For Christ sake, I and your mother were just recently given posts in the church." Her dad whimpered as tears welled up in his eyes.

He tried his best not to spill out the tears so as not to make him feel weak.

But he was so embittered!

" You've failed us Beatrice and I'm......" Her mother's voice trailed off as Beatrice interrupted her sharply.

" Enough mom! You and mom talk like you don't trust me and know what I'm capable of doing.

You're cruel. You don't even think of the pain I'm going through but you're being selfish thinking only about yourselves and your damn posts in the church." She yelled in anger as tears rolled down her cheeks in fast current.

She just couldn't bear the rantings and insults from her parents.

She felt really hurt by their hurtful and harsh words.

A resounding and deafening slap landed heavily on her right cheeks.

Beatrice held her hurting and flushed cheeks in pain and wept more.

. Without thinking twice, her mother had hit her with the anger in her.

" For the first time mom, you hit me." Beatrice said and smiled sadly in between her tears.

She took a quick glance at her parents and stomped out of the sitting room crying.

She got to her room and slammed her door loudly and angrily.

She sat on the floor and rested her back on the door.

She curled up her knees and placed her chin on them, then wrapped her hands around her knees.

She bent her head in between her thighs and whimpered bitterly.

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Beatrice woke up with a serious and pounding headache.

She squinted her eyes opened and groaned in pain.

Her body was aching and she felt cold.

She fully opened her eyes and found out that she was lying on the floor.

She got up and stretched out her aching body and sighed dejectedly.

She walked to her bedside table and checked her clock.

The time was 7 : 05am.

She gasped loudly as she stared at the time.

She has been asleep for twelve hours and she even missed dinner.

Nobody had woken her up the previous day and she felt bad.

She wiped the tears that had uncontrollably run down her cheeks.

She felt so hurt as she thought of the previous day.

Her parents really hurt her feelings.

She walked to her dressing mirror and stared at herself.

Her face and her hair were in a mess and she looked awful.

She had dark circles around her eyes and dried tears on her cheeks.

Her eyes were red and puffy too.

Her hair was disheveled and it was in a mess.

She ran her hand through her hair and sighed dejectedly.

" My life sucks." She muttered sadly.

She peeled off her clothes and tied her towel around her body.

She walked into the bathroom and removed her towel and hanged it on the bathroom hanger.

She stepped on the shower and turned it on.

As the cold water met with her naked self, she cried under the shower.

She let out all her pain under the shower.

No one would hear her.....

She wept bitterly...

As she cried under the shower, she suddenly thought of the r**e incident.

She shuddered in fright as goosebumps broke out in her body.

She shook the thought aside and turned off the shower.

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She ransacked through her wardrobe for something comfy to wear.

She finally pulled out a pair of blue trouser and a black top.

She wore them and sat in her dressing chair.

She combed her hair and dried it with her hair dryer.

She took out her ribbon and tied her hair in a messy bun.

She arranged her wardrobe and tidied up her room.

When she was done, she walked to her door and locked it with the key.

She climbed onto her bed and brought out a book her therapist gave her from her drawer.

She flipped through the pages and continued from where she stopped.

* Against depression by

Peter .D. Kramer.*

The book has really been helpful to her and she was gradually trying to work towards it.

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" Beatrice! Mom said you should come downstairs for breakfast." Ariana knocked on her door.

" I'm not hungry. Just go away!" She yelled.

" Okay." Ariana shrugged and walked back to the dinning room.

She looked up at her wall clock and the time was 11: 00am on the dot.

She hissed loudly and focused on reading the book.

Ariana came up and knocked again.

Beatrice didn't answer but continue to read.

The knock became persistent and then, she stood up from her bed.

She opened her door and stared at her sister.

" Tell mom that I aren't hungry. Don't disturb me again.

You all should go to hell with your food!" She smacked and slammed the door at her face.

Ariana heaved sadly and walked back downstairs.

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When it was lunch time, Beatrice got up from her bed and walked out of the room.

She met her parents already seated and eating.

" Good afternoon dad, mom." She greeted forlornly and took her seat.

Her parents only snorted and continued eating.

She loosened the ribbon and made her hair fall down her shoulders.

She ruffled her hair and made it all over her face.

She bent her head and ate slowly.

She was afraid of meeting her parents angry eyes that were boring into hers.

" You better eat up so you can take your drugs and go see your therapist." Her mother's harsh tone sent shivers down her spine.

" Acting depressed and faking being r***d after having s*x with your dickhead boyfriend." Her mother added and hissed loudly.

She eyed Beatrice countless times before focusing back on her meal.

Tears poured out from her eyes at the hurtful words of her mother.

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After eating a little amount of her food, she thanked her parents and hurriedly ran to her room.

Her mother scoffed and hissed disgustfully.

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