𝗛𝗢𝗘𝗦 𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗧𝗢𝗢💦

Chapt 13

Chapter 13

Janay's pov

The way some people think that it was ok to walk on others disgusts me, how can they try to selfishly rule a persons life and live comfortably with their selves. Sharon was like the man in the first family that had first adopted me, I woke up one night to him rubbing down my legs and telling me he was going to set up a trust fund in my name if I allowed him to touch me on my private area. I was only thirteen at the time with pointed little titties and a protruding round ass, my parents death was still raw and I was still vexed with God for taking them up to heaven and leaving me. I told him no and crawled over to the corner of the bed.

The next day when it was lunch break at school, I went to the principal's office and ask for a phone call. They had asked who I wanted to call and I gave them the name of the adoption agency. A message had came to my class teacher at the time saying I should stay back after class and I was glad when I saw the lady from the adoption centre. Even though she was rough with us and shouted harshly after us at times, I felt better with her and I told her what had happened and how scared I was.

I thought she would have taken me back to the orphanage but she didn't and I was taken from my room to the basement in the middle of the night where I got beaten in my hands and told not to cry. The wife could only stand there and beg me to tell them if I had said anything to the adoption agency, because they had gotten a call and that's how I learned to lie through my pain.

Each time the wife begged him to stop hitting me, he made after her and cursed her saying all this was her fault. I did start to cry from the licks and I received even more, my hands were sore and I couldn't write the next day at school. When they call the adoption agency and two them came this time and questioned me, I did not answer them.

They took me back to the orphanage with them that evening and I didn't go back to that family, I was only asked the same questions several times by different peoples. I didn't talk or play with anyone when I got back to the orphanage, I did my chores then went to the library where I could get to cry in peace and read as many books as I find interesting. The librarian Ms. Bloomfield always brought me a glass of water and offered me chocolate chip cookies, the library was my happy place until I was adopted by Oliver and Sharon.

Oliver had been a great father, he taught us board games and played with us. He checks our homework every evening and told the maid to do so whenever he was away on his business trips. He was sure I would get admittance to the college of my choice because my grades was good, we had always talked about me going to college and what I wanted to be when I grow up. He had a company though I-

"Are you still planning on wheening her or can she get some titty?" Sharrie asked breaking me from my reverie.

"Give her formula," I told her.

"Alright then," she said and walk off to the kitchen with Ajanay in her arms.

I wish I was still on mid term break so I didn't have to attend class, not that I don't want to but with my full name and pictures even more over the internet and Sharon taken in a lawsuit I just felt naked. I felt bad and guilty for sleeping with Zahaire, he was afterall her man and she had all right to feel hurt and want to lash out but I never ask for any of this. What's going to happen when she finds out I have a child by him? I sighed as I try to pay attention to the maths problem being discussed.

As I prepared dinner that evening Sharrie told me that she had gotten a night job, I notice how subdued she had become ever since Sharon's unwelcome visit, It's my fault also I've been so unhappy about the happenings lately and have carved into myself like I normally did when things got tough.