Chapter Nine

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Fave

  I paused in the middle of the hallway. Froze actually. Trying to decipher between my detest or disgust. I maintained a poker face, the only give away of me feeling anything was my trembling hands that I had buried inside my pockets.

Bella.

  My father's mistress, leaned lazily across the door way of my father's room, levelling me with her taunting smile. She clutched the duvet to her naked body , her weave was dishevelled and all over the place. It didn't take much to put two and two together. Another strong wave of detest hit me again.

  For my father, for her.

  He didn't even have the decency to keep his dirty nuisance away from us. He just had to bring it to the house, he just had to rub it on my faces, on my mother's face. How my mother could still feel anything for this man was utterly beyond me.

" Hi Fave" she drawled as she blowed off imaginary dust from her acrylic nails. I levelled her with a bitter gaze. I had warned her not to call me that, that name was only reserved for loved ones and she wasn't any where near that category.

  The fact that she could even flaunt what she does with my father without shame unnerved me the more. I proceeded to continue down the hallway but then it was Bella's life's mission to constantly get under my skin. She was pushing it.

" Aren't you going to greet me?" She drawled. I turned and gave a nonchalant shrug.

"Aren't you going to stop sleeping with people's husband's?"

I saw her expression abruptly waver and I basked in the short satisfaction.
She levelled me with a glare. I had gotten to her. Good.

"Well. Your dad has good dick and good money, so why would I want to pass out on the offer?"

I struggled not to let my poker expression to let my poker face drop. She was pushing it, yes. But I was going to give her what she was looking for.

  " Must be nice, My father has a thing for taking in strays, he's quite generous you know. If you're lucky, he might just add you to the punching bag club". I almost smiled as I saw her face fall again, I want to hurt her just as she had hurt my mother.

" You think you're all that, don't you? If you get on my bad side. I could just get your father to arrange that mouth for you" she snapped.

I chuckled and grinned bitterly. I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of replying her any further.  I continued to head into my room but then she stopped me dead again.

"Be nice to me Fave. Who knows? I might be generous. I might keep your father's fist off your face for a while" she giggled. It was mocking and dripping hate.

I paused for a while. Trying to regulate my rage. I wasn't going to give her that satisfaction of letting her see she was getting to me.

"Well my mother is a really nice woman. She's doesn't mind you enjoying her left overs, we're very accommodating people Bella" 

  Without waiting for her reply, I headed into my room. Making sure the bang of the door resounded all over the house.  I was truly not beginning to give a flying fuck!

  Hi guys, short update I know but consider as us being back on track. Birthday was on Sunday. I feel grateful. Next chapter will be longer. Tell me what you think through the comments and don't forget to vote. By the way, that you for a 100+ reads. Ugh. I'm screaming!!. Love you 💕💞

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