City Rulers

CHAPTER 30

I have been pacing in my room for the last 3 hours, I can't just round my finger about it, what kind of person am I. Am an horrible person, an horrible daughter. My father must be really pissed at me.

I can't stop playing the words mom told me.

Flashback

I look at mom and narrow my eyes at her. "Of course it matters, you were gone for 11 years mom. I was fucking 13 when you left. What's the fucking story, you went to jail?" I ask frustrated by the situation already.

"If it was prison I would have got to you earlier on." She says clamping her mouth with her hands.

"Then what happened?" I plead to her with my eyes.

"Promise me that you won't hate me after I tell you." She's holding my face and I lean in because I really missed my mom.

"Just tell me, then we'll see." I answer her making my face hard to tell her I just wanted this to get over with.

"That night I worked in late but I was really trying to get home early for your birthday," she smiles at the memory.

"My little girl was going to turn 13 a teenager. But I couldn't get early and I got out around 11.30 pm, I went and took the cake I ordered for you. It was your favourite, it was a little expensive and I had to save for it. After I picked the cake I went to the jewelry store that I got you that necklace." She says and I look down at the necklace, it was a silver necklace with my initial on it. I traced the initial of my name.

"Then what happened?" I asked as I look at her watery eyes.

"I don't know, after I picked the necklace and walked out of the jewelry store one thing am walking on the side walk and the next am loosing conscious and waking up in a pavement. When I woke up I had your necklace in my hands. The joy that I would still get it to you was beyond happinesses. Few days later I was up in a pole with my bra and thong. I was kidnapped and taken to a brothel.

For five years I lived without any contact from outside, I would cry every night to sleep thinking about you. Until five years ago I made a friend with one of the customers and asked him to look for you. After a few months they told me what you have achieved, I was so happy for you." She let's out a tearful giggle.

"I told all the girls there what you have achieved, and bragged about being your mother. Every other girl wanted to be around me. But eventually I got old and they let me out."

Rage, regret, pain, I feel contraction in my chest and I can't get the air in my lungs. Its not long that I hear a distance voice of my mother, my best guess am having a panic attack.

How could I be so stupid, am very powerful yet finding my mom was a problem to me. I spent half my life hating the woman who was kidnapped because of me. I want to die, somebody just kill me.

End of flashback.

A/N
What a twist right. I know.
We are having post election violence and my city is not safe. I still try to get to my phone though. *sniffles*

Love me