My 21st Bday🖤

2-Wish to die before I try

Savannah's pov

The loud knocks on my door made me shiver as the list of things I'll go through started swirling in my mind. I took few steps towards the door and opened it instantly without taking much of his time.

"Finally you decide to bless me with your beautiful presence. Oh I missed you so much." He reeked of alcohol as usual and I just prayed this ends soon. He shut the door with a loud thud and pounced on me kissing my neck and lips agressively.

He continued his assault on me and I helplessly lay down on my mattress just waiting for my so called father to finish raping me. It all started when i turned 15 and since then he grabs every single chance he can.

When it started I used to thrash in his hold, try my best to escape, plead but because of that I got more punishments. A huge heap of clothes to iron, dishes to wash and house to clean that is always messed up. After a year and half i stopped fighting it and accepted my faith.

My mother played an even better role when i shared what's going on. She insulted me and reminded me that I deserved this all.

After few minutes of constant rough thrusts he eventually came and threw the protection away. I feel like puking everytime I go through this but I can't do anything, he will kill me before I even utter a word.

I pulled myself towards my bathroom and started washing myself thoroughly. I feel pathetic about my body, my destiny, I'm so deep in this shit that I wish to die before I even try escaping this worst nightmare of mine.

I don't remember when I slept or if I even sleep the whole night. A night full of flashbacks, terrifying incidents that broke me for years. I started getting ready for the day as usual. Everything was downhill always except my studies. I was expected to study and score best in mid school, high school and to select business studies in university. They just say it has a purpose and I'm expected to complete them.

I don't remember life till five years of age and after that whatever I remember is being in this house suffering everything and praying it all ends soon. I don't understand why I have to face this?, what went wrong?, was it my mistake?, or is there someone else behind it.

At some point of life when I turned eighteen I stopped thinking about the what ifs and started thinking about life away from all of this. A job to fulfill daily needs, a small apartment, a few friends and someone who loves me for what I am.

Started waiting for a man to have a happily ever after with. To have a small family of my own to love and cherish. I stopped my train of thoughts and started walking towards university after completing all the household chores and leaving food on the table.

As I reached, a girl stopped by and said, "Hey I am Eleanor, Rihanna told me to inform you she is ill so can't attend lectures. You please give her the notes once your classes are over. She will be waiting outside in her car." I now remember her, she is the sweet girl who helped me on the first day when I was looking for restroom.

I mumbled a small thank you and made a mental note to meet Reeh outside. The classes passed usually and I understood almost all of it. After leaving the gates I saw Reeh's car and joined her in. She looked perfectly fine so I asked her, "Reeh are you okay? Eleanor told me you are not feeling well today."

She grinned and said,"Happy birthday savyyyy, I was busy organising our day out today." I was not even surprised that I forgot my own birthday as it didn't matter that much. But I want to be happy for Reeh she is so excited and have planned something for me. I don't have anyone do that for me other than her for the past 5 years.

She headed towards a mall and bought me a pretty dress. I changed into that and we headed to food court. She ordered pizza, fries and milkshakes for takeaway and we hurried back to her house. She have a beautiful house and I enjoy every time I visit but I checked time every once in a while to reach home before everyone arrives.

Rihanna is the only person I feel free around so we made cupcakes together in her kitchen while swaying to the music. She loved cupcakes, brownies and all the desserts I have ever made. As I saw it was around 4 I hurriedly left her house. Her driver dropped me home and I practically ran to the door. I hate when neighbours inform my family members that I was dropped by someone.

My thoughts stopped midway when I saw an unknown figure standing in the middle of our small hall, clad in a dark gray suit with a stiff back and aura screaming powerful. I was scared to find out whether I'm to face a new problem or something I don't expect at all.