THE MESSIAH'S REVENGE.

Chapter 17.

The minute I reach my room I throw myself on to my bed and then I lay on my stomach and I start to read.

Dear Munchie.
I trust that you are all grown up now and you are able to make the best decisions. Your father and I failed you and your aunt Quela and it is for that reason that we believe you should know the truth.
Your father was once very close with the Mercy brothers since childhood and they planned the whole empire together. Before I met your father I was best friends with your aunt Quela and we did everything together she used to have a secret relationship with Frank Mercy and I had one with Fredrick Mercy. My relationship with Fredrick ended the minute I met your father.
Years later Fredrick Mercy had Caleb and your aunt was still fooling around with Frank and that enraged your grandparents because they didn't think he would be the best suitor for her.
Quela was so enraged she moved away and months later we woke up and found you on our doorstep.

I pause for a moment, found me on the doorstep?

With a letter next to you and we kept the letter and we promised to show it to you one day. We did what your mother asked of us and we took you in as our own.
She had asked us to name you Millicent but your father didn't want to be reminded of her so we named you Layler. Quela disappeared and we declared her dead.
Your father was very bitter about what had happened and he declared war on the Mercy brothers unbeknown that the Mercy brothers were already planning on killing him and taking all that belongs to him.
That is when the war began. I wrote this letter because I know that my time to settle with the dust is near and if I cannot make it to see you turn 25 I would’ve at least found a way to tell you the truth. Please read the letter beneath this one.
With love:  The mother you have always known Alicia Messiah.

I tear the letter completely into pieces! What the actual fuck? What sort of offense or joke is this one!?
I take the second letter in hopes that it will reveal that this is a joke.

To my daughter.
I am writing this with a heavy heart, a broken heart and a heart that is failing to show motherly love for you. I made a mistake of disobeying my parents and I ran away with the one person they warned me against.
He gave me all the luxuries in life, the bling and the cash blinded me. I had a boyfriend Frank Mercy. My brother Blake adored him but my parents resented him for what reason I do not know and so I decided to run away with him but that didn't turn out proper for me since I was only 17 but able to make such rash decisions.
We moved to Canada where he bought us a house but it's more like he bought me the house because he was just never there. He was 24 at that time and he was always busy with work so I hardly saw him. I later found out that I was pregnant and I decided not to tell him because I had suspected that he was cheating and when the belly began to show he accused me of having another man's child in his house.
I explained to him why I never told him and he beat me up blue and black. He started bringing his mistresses to the house and he told them that I was his house help. When I was 8 months pregnant he locked me up in his room and he left me there for a week. The Garden boy found me and he helped me get out.
I moved to the streets because I feared coming back home and I also didn't have the resources to come back home. I gave birth to you and I named you Millicent because you will be strong for me and you. Child welfare later said that they would take you away from me as I wasn't fit enough to be a mother.
I ran back to Frank to ask for his help so that they would not take you away but instead he showed me his fiancé and they closed the door in my face. I broke into his house the following day and I took all the expensive things he used to buy for me and I sold them and bought plane tickets to return home.
I decided to leave you in my brother’s care because I wasn't in the right mind to be a mother to you. The pain your father caused me drove me to the edge and I knew that suicide was the only solution. I wrote this letter to explain to you how you came to be. I met a group of nuns from Africa Nigeria and I have decided to go back to Africa with them to restore my faith.
This letter is written to you, for you to look for me once you have read it because I know now at this age my brother has provided you with the resources to look for me.
I love you Millicent Messiah.
Yours faithfully: Your biological mother Quela Messiah.

So my "dead" aunt is my real mother and the person who killed my father is actually my father!
This means that the father of my child is actually my cousin and the twins are my cousins as well!

My "mother" is just my uncle's wife.
If it wasn't for Frank Mercy my life would have been great! My mother would be alive, my cousin, uncle and his wife. My uncle Luke and his family would be living with us!

I start to cry for the first time in ages, I am just so confused right now.
I run downstairs and I see that it's raining. I open the door and I get inside the F60 that is parked right next to the exit. I just want to get as far away from here as possible!

I step on it and I just drive to wherever, and I am well aware that I have exceeded all the speed limits and before I know it, I am driving in the middle of nowhere.