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CHAPTER 7. MY TRUTH

My life wasn't always a mess. It was once like the ones told in fairy tales a king, a queen and their little princess... Me. My life was very simple and not complicated but I think we all know that nothing lasts forever. When I was 4 mum and dad came home and told me that there was a little creature growing inside mummy. I was terrified and scared but after dad explained everything I became sad. I didn't want to share my parents love. We were the perfect triangle
          Dad, mum and I.
            Perfect
Sekani was born and that's when things changed. I always knew dad wanted a boy as a first child but he never showed it....until sekani was born. Some would think he just stopped loving and caring for me and poured all the love and care on sekani but my dad didn't do that, he couldn't do that, he loved me too much,  instead he spent more time with me....training me to become the best. To be strong, to fight. Any time I felt weak and cried he would scold me and tell me that tears were for the weak. It didn't take much time before the tears just stopped coming....they seized just like that. He made me fight. He made a five year old fight. He taught me that this world was filled with physcos and to be honest I was happy making my daddy proud. He made a timid girl be as brave as I could ever be. When I was seven dad took me to a place all I can remember seeing were guns, knives, blood , blood, and more blood. I didn't even know where I was but it was terrifying. I wanted to get away from that place at all costs but I wanted to make my daddy proud. I wanted him to know I was brave. I soon  became a regular person there. Seeing bulky guys and tattoos and all other stuff. Dad made sure I didn't get too involved. What could a 7 year old girl do to help any ways. Dad had a good friend...martins. I guess he was my friend too, he was the only man dad allowed to get close to me. Oh there were ladies too. Hot  chick, big ass, honey and busty. I now realize that those weren't their real names. But I don't care, I never cared. Dad made me not to care...ever. I personally feel those girls weren't even their friends, they were simply their sex toys and nothing more. I would sit outside the room that dad would go in with any lady of his choice. I would sit outside and listen to the moans coming from the girls and I would wonder   'what are doing. Is dad beating her'  I was too little to understand anything. I got all my answers at dad's burial in a way I didn't want to figure it out. Maybe I always knew the truth but I didn't want to face it. I was too afraid to face it. We actually heard of dad's death on the news

A clash between two gangs was recorded to have happened last night, between the scorpions and the colony. The following passer bys were recorded dead after the event
Mark kings
Devin Robbins
Britney white
Evan dales
Stephanie la Rosa
Chris la Rosa
Emily la Rosa
Destiny brews

The following gang members were also recorded dead
Mark Montenegro
Benjamin brown
Sebastian pulma.....

At the mention of my father everything stopped moving.  It was like time stopped, not just for me but for my mum too. Sekani didn't understand, at least not yet. It hurt so much. I wanted to cry so badly but I couldn't. I couldn't cry no matter how much I wanted to, while mum poured her entire heart out. I just stood at the kitchen door watching mum. I couldn't move, I was frozen to the spot I was. It hurt so much but I just couldn't cry. I comforted myself with the fact that maybe I would cry at the burial when I see his body but we all know I didn't. I just stood there beside my mum and sekani In my beautiful black dress. This time sekani cried too. My five year old brother and my mum cried but I didn't. I was relieving every moment I spent with dad, not the ones we spent at home but the ones we spent at our secret place. Everything started coming back to me
*Gun short*
*Moans*
*Knife slash*
*Gun shots*
* "Kill him" *
*"Torture him"*
It all came back to me  dad wasn't making me brave alone, he was introducing me into his world, him teaching me to fight, to handle a gun. He wanted me to be like him. At age 10 I realized what growing up was and I didn't like it one bit.

A/N

Hey lovlies. I know you weren't expecting a chapter so soon but here you go 😁😁😁
I hope you like this chapter It is dedicated  to bob Manuel glory and okonkwo Daniella. I love you guys...thanks for your support  please remember to comment and vote.thank you. I forgot to ask,who likes Vincent. Who wants to meet Desmond????..
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