Uncle Donald's picture is up in the media.
Note: things are about to get FeIsTy💥
~TILDA~
He's back....
He's back....
He's back...
He's back....
I kept chanting like a mantra as I stepped into the house.
You would always be mine..MINE!
Those words made me halt abruptly in my steps as my eyes zeroed in on him. Uncle Donald!
My worst NigHtMarE!!!!
“awww! See my baby girl” he cooed as he stood up from the single couch in our sitting room to hug me, his hands resting dangerously close to my butt and I stiffed then he let go and “now so grown” he whispered and winked as I felt cold chills run through my body
“Good day mum and dad” I greeted as I turned to climb the stairs
“wont you greet your uncle” mum queried as she furrowed her brows in anger.
I turned back and was about greeting when that man said....
“don't worry we know how to warm up to ourselves...after all she's my little baby, and I'm sure she misses me so much ”
We know how to warm up to ourselves.....
I practically ran through the stairs as I could finally breath...I was still hearing Mateo and Davida exchanging their pleasantries with him.
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We were seated around the dining table and that man was next to me, I wore a biker shorts and a long sleeved red and white pattern top with a flare on the sleeve.
“so we would be travelling to Seychelles by tomorrow and I want you guys to take care of yourselves ” dad said as he looked at us through his thick rimmed glasses
“I'm sure they are happy their uncle is here to take good care of them” mum added as she laughed heartily in contrast to what I was feeling inside.
............scared.
devastated.........
........... sad.
He's NOT my uncle!! Actually he's not related to us at all.....
So apparently mum and dad served together when they were corper's and Donald here was like a best friend to them who actually liked mum then but never let her knew and probably still did.....
Your mum is so beautiful, and not only on the outside... He once said, but I didn't understand what he meant so I left it.
......so after serving they lost touch with him but after a while they found him in a conference they went to and then he started living with us for a while saying he couldn't get a decent house he liked and off course mum and dad couldn't say no.
“mum? Dad?” twelve year old tilda said as she sat in the middle of her parents playing 'whot' game on her phone
“yes my dear?” her mum said peering down at her with a small smile playing on her lips
“uncle D...Donald h..he...he touched.....” little Matilda said as she bowed her head
“what did he do? You know you can tell us anything.....especially daddy” her dad said as he turned fully to her
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