My life is so messed up.
My family hates me. Can you believe that? I was a disgrace to them, an embarrassment to them because I had no Wolf, and as well having a baby. After, I was r***d by an unknown man when I went to the club to search for my father and now my family can't wait to get rid of me.
My father was an alcoholic and a chronic gambler yet I was the useless one.
Beep !!! Beep !! Beep !!
My alarm woke me up, I was supposed to wake up early to clean and prepare breakfast for the family before going to school.
I get up and make my way towards Zoey’s room, she's my daughter and my strength even though I had her most painfully, I just couldn't stop loving her.
"Zoey baby please wake up," I said, tapping her slightly she didn't answer but adjusted herself properly.
" WHAT THE f**k ARE YOU DOING? DISTURBING THE PEACE OF THIS HOUSE WITH YOUR STUPID ASS KID”
"I heard my 'father' yell coming towards my daughter's room. I was frightened I didn't want him to hurt my 3-year-old Zoey. As I wanted to turn and leave Zoey's room, he entered.
“s**t” I muttered. “Why is it so hard for you to wake this stupid girl up? He asked angrily but I didn't reply. He bent down and started dragging little Zoey out of her bed.
“Daddy!” I barked at him. “She's still a baby, you can't pull her up harshly”.
The next thing I saw was him raising his hand. It was normal, he was going to hit me again but I quickly shifted and it landed on my face.
I felt this harsh tingling feeling on my face, it was a Slap!!
"Mommy! " I hear Zoey yell almost in tears. All the noise woke her up. It hurt me so much that she had to Witness this harsh treatment at a very young age.
"It's okay baby, mummy is alright just go to the bathroom and pee okay?” I had to distract her.
As soon as Zoey entered the bathroom
Boom!! He punched me. “ How dare you challenge me? Do you want to die?
He kicked me in the stomach. I fell to the ground and I started coughing out blood.
“If I come back again and see you here I’ll skin you alive”. He kicked me one last time and left.
I was still on the floor wincing in pain when Zoey walked up to me “Mummy” are you okay? Why are you on the floor?” sounding so innocent.
I smiled weakly “Yes, baby. I answered in a sweet low tone trying my best not to show how hurting I was.
"Mummy you are crying?," she said looking at me, I guess my pretence was not working. Then she started crying trying to drag me up. I had to manage and get up despite how much pain I was in. I didn't want her to worry. She means the world to me.
"Let's go make breakfast and prepare for school okay?" I said in a motherly voice and she nodded.
I bent down and carried her
“Ouch, ouch”. My stomach was hurting. “Sorry mummy, I can walk”. She said, looking at me with worry.
“Thank you baby” I caressed her cheek, helped her arms and we walked into the kitchen together.
We made pancakes and tea. I served everyone, including my evil older sister, who made it her duty to frustrate me. My selfish younger brother doesn't care for anyone else but him. My mother has the same character as my brother, and my mean wicked father.
As soon as I finished serving them, I fed Zoey and then took her to the bathroom and bathed her.
I prepared her for school, and we left for school. We were a little late when I got there, I had no money to take Uber and my father wouldn't allow me to use his car so we trekked.
“Zoey, baby. Be a good girl okay? And pay attention to Miss Bianca”, her class teacher.
“Yes, mummy”. I kissed her and walked out of the school compound.
The moment I entered our compound, I saw a car driving out, he stopped and wined down. “Hello beautiful, " he called, smiling.
I wanted to know who he was. “Hello, I Greeted. Do I know you?” I asked.
He ignored my question, “Do you live here? He questioned. I nodded “Yes, Mr. Williams is my father”. I replied.
He nodded and smiled then turned his head to look at a dark guy sitting in the driver’s seat.
As I wanted to leave, he barked “Where do you think you're going? Don't you have respect?”
“Excuse me? Who do you think you are? I don't even know you and to the best of my knowledge I have responded to all your questions”.
Just as when I was talking, my father came out and gave me a loud slap. “How dare you disrespect Mr Alexander? Do you want me to kill you?”.
I got confused. “Dad, what did I do…? Another slap landed on my face again.
While I was in pain rubbing my cheek from the hot slaps I just received, Mr Whatever, started laughing. Praising my father.
“You did well Williams' ' The nerve he had called my father by his name. No form of respect whatsoever.
“Who is he? And what kind of business does my dad have with this kind of person? I thought to myself.
He is hot, I can't tell about his height but he's damn handsome and rich. His car and what he was wearing were screaming money and class.
I think he’s the hottest man I've ever seen.
Now, stand well and greet Mr. Alexander Albertson” my father commanded.
Clasping my cheek, I bent a little “Hello, Mr Alexander” I greeted, faking a smile.
“There she goes," He said, smiling. "Good girl, what's your name?” He asked, looking at me weirdly from head to toe. Then I caught a glimpse of my father’s face giving me that look that said 'You better smile’.
I looked at the guy. "My name is Yvonne," I said, trembling. Then, he lifted his huge hand, brought my hands close to his lips, and kissed it.
It was very disgusting, I wanted to puke but my father would kill me. By the time he dropped my hands, he looked at my face.
"Alexander Albertson," He said smiling and he turned to face my father.
"I like her, and I want her since you can't pay back my money," He said. I was confused, “what's happening? And who do you want? I asked, looking at my father and Mr. Alexander.
“Dad, what is happening?” I questioned, but he ignored me. With a smile on his lips, he said “If that will take care of my debts”.
I was shocked. Please say no, please say no, I pleaded with tight closed eyes.
"You can have her, she's all yours." My father said smiling as if he won a trophy.
"I’ll be back tomorrow for my property, and to get all the paperwork, so get her ready”.
He shook hands with my father and drove off. I stood there motionless, “What just happened? Was I just sold out like a property without proper bargaining?”.
“Dad, tell me you're joking? Hahaha!!!
“Tomorrow will tell”. He said, and went back inside.