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20|𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬?

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Chioma Norah Ejiofor

C H I O M A

".....everything and everyone was just so fucked up!..."

If I said Victoria slapped me some minutes ago then, I didn't know how to put a name to what father had just done, as his rough backhand vehemently stroked brutally against my cheeks one at a time.

I lost my balance and staggered back a little at his sudden action, as I was taken aback a bit by what he'd just done but soon regained composure after resting on the handrail behind me.

As my shaky hand gradually felt both side of my face, I shivered immediately my fingers came in contact with both cheeks.

I could feel the swell with his finger imprints, and the thought of how I'd look before a mirror made my eyes to well up with tears.

And then, it came..........

One drop turned to two and then three turned to four, as the rest were left to course down my slapped cheeks, with my blurry eyes downcast and mesmerized by the shiny white tiles, as I found it too intriguing to even look up and face him and the witch.

Father rarely hit me, I mean, he did on some occasions but it was really rare.

I could recall the last time he used his belt to teach me "a life worth remembering lesson" he'd said, when I had done absolutely nothing wrong, like now.

The cause of that terrible torture I had to go through, was still this same Victoria and even now, she seemed to be the very reason the man I once saw as a true 'father', raised his hand to hit me, just because of her.

I didn't want to cry so I wouldn't appear vulnerable before them, but my stupid emotions as usual got the best of me because my tears kept on increasing by each passing second, as I couldn't still bear the thought of my so called father, hitting me once again because of this bitch!

I finally looked up and with that small gesture alone, my moist eyes instantly killed Victoria in different ways one could never imagine, my hate for her multiplied into fire as I wished she'd just miraculously choke and die at that instant.

I am more than a hundred percent sure she planned all this, I had indeed been outsmarted by this gold digger bitch.

"Apologize."

I hated that dominance, the power weighed on every letter father infused into that one word with his icy tone, sent series of cold shivers down my spine.