Chapter Fifty Five 'Troy'

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A/n
Oh my believe me guys I'm so sorry I've completely lost track of my life and didn't realise how much time had passed. Lately I wake up, go to uni, teach and then come home and sleep. I'm gonna try and do better for you guys 💜

Athena's POV
Don't just stand there Athena, do something! Anything!
Scream!
Shout!
Kill him!
My head and heart were screaming at me but instead I stood there, frozen in place as I stared at Aella's brother. This man had helped The Joker destroy my life! This man was the cause of my attempted suicide, he took so much from me and he was my saviours brother. Just when I thought things were looking up slightly he popped up in my life again in the worst way possible. The sight of him made me feel sick, I was so disgusted I'd rather Joker be here!
Anger surged through me, I wanted to snap his neck but seeing the proudness in Aella's face stopped me from acting on my feelings plus I was completely terrified.
What if he snuck into my room for round two?
Would he kill me this time?
Or would it tip me over the edge and cause me to finally commit suicide?
I was so lost and there was no escape, I was at the mercy of everyone in this house well prison.
Let's be honest I was never going to escape back into the normal world unless I submitted to Joker and that was not going to happen. He may have broke me but I wasn't going to lay down and roll over for the twisted cabbage monster.

"Athena this is my brother Troy, Troy this is Athena she will be staying with us a while" Aella grinned gesturing to me.
There was no need for introductions, the dirty rapist already knew me.
"Hello there Athena! It's nice to meet you" his smile matched Aella but this time goosebumps rose on my skin.
I watched in disgust as he brought his hand up and held it open in order to shake mine.
Was this guy on something?! There was no way I would ever touch any part of him again.
Instead of going along with his twisted act I gave him a blank look but made sure they both could see the fury swimming in my orbs.
"I've got your food" he carried out shaking the McDonald's bag with the same sick grin yet I remained stoic and unimpressed.

Faking an awkward cough Aella stared at me in wonder before turning towards her brother.
"Sorry Troy, Athena had been through a lot recently could we have some space please" Aella whispered patting his shoulder and taking the McDonald's bag from him.
"Yeah sure I'll see you later" Troy shook his head and turned from us, leaving the room in a huff.
He had no right to be mad at me, I was going to snap his jaw.
"How about we eat?" Aella sighed with a soft smile dropping the food on my bed.
"I'm sorry but I'd actually like some time alone please" I whispered giving her a pleading look.
"Ok I'll leave the food here and check on you later, have a nice rest girl" she replied not looking offended in the slightest instead she petted my cheek and began leaving the room.

"You might want to lock the door just in case ghost boy tries to get in" Aella advised pulling on my door.
"Or your brother" I muttered in disgust.
"Excuse me?" She frowned pausing for a moment.
"I said thank your brother you know for the food" I spoke placing a fake smile on my face.
There was no way I could tell this lovely woman her brother was a complete monster, it's not like she'd believe me anyway. He's her own flesh and blood, she loved him so much I could see it. As much as I hated him I couldn't bring myself to hurt her, she was the only person who had been nice to me.
"I will, goodnight Athena" She grinned bouncing on her toes before walking out my room.

Not wasting any time I sprinted towards my door and locked it. I couldn't take any more chance plus I needed break from this nightmare even if it was only for a few moments.
It was like my mind had sizzled out, I couldn't think straight and I had no idea what the hell I was going to do!
Why did I always find myself in these situations? Maybe I was being punished for destroying my sisters favourite doll as a child.
Who knew getting married could turn your life into such a mess?!
Letting out a sigh I dragged my aching body to my bed and slumped down, grabbing the food and pulling it into my lap. I was happily about to tuck in but I then remembered who had brought this into the house.
Knowing him I would rather find spit, cum of it could be poisoned. My stomach was in agony through hungry but putting my needs to one side I dropped the food into the bin beside my bed and turned away, burying my face into my pillow. It felt so nice to have this sort of 'luxury' again, it had been so long since I felt how great a real bed was, one were the springs didn't stab me and there were no spiders.

Thinking of everything that had happened to me over the last few years I let the tears flow freely. Normally when I was having a rough day my mom would come in my room and hold me until every last tear was dried up but now I had no one to hold me. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea if I did end it all, you know finally kill myself. I thought about it often more now than ever before. I mean seriously what purpose did my life have?
No one seemed to care except Aella but now I would have to distance myself away from her in order to keep her brother out my life as much as possible.
My eyes started to feel extremely heavy as I let my mind wonder and before I knew it I fell into a peaceful sleep.

Suddenly a loud banging jolted me from my slumber and ignoring the pain in my body I shot up in bed. Looking around frantically I searched for the noise. It was silent was a few seconds before the banging continued, it was my door!
My blood ran ice cold as my eyes popped out my head, I was scared really scared.

"GO AWAY!" I yelled squeezing my eyes shut and blocking my ears but I could still here them pounding on the wood.
"ATHENA OPEN THR DOOR RIGHT NOW!......I SAID OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!"
It was Joker!
And I thought I was scared before, now my body was trembling frantically as I began sobbing.
"GO AWAY! GO AWAY! GO AWAY!" I continued to scream but it wasn't working he continued to yell and bang on my door, determined to get in.
Maybe I really would die this time............

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