CHAPTER 13 HELPLESS

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Xiennah's POV

It was Saturday and we decided to do our power point presentation at Chole's house. I was fixing myself when my step father barged in my room drank as usual. His eyes looked red and he's not his usual self. Something definitely wrong the way he looked at me. It was pure malice and lust? He always hurt me but never sexually molested me. What if he took drugs which he never did before? I was suddenly felt afraid. I stepped back. "F-father... What are you doing here?" I asked softly. He just laughed. "You're so pretty my lovely daughter," he said biting his lip as he walked towards me. "Mom!" I tried shouting but he just laughed. "She's not here. It's just the two of us now," he said as he walked closer. "No, please..." I said softly. I tried to run in the opposite direction but he already trapped me since my room was small. He pushed me against the walls and tried to kiss me but I looked sideward causing him to kiss me on the cheeks instead. He slapped me hard which causes my nose to bleed. I stubbornly looked away while he forcefully tried to kiss me on my lips but I hit him at his head with my own head. He just hugged me tighter as he licked me on my face. I said that I will never ever cry but I hadn't kept my word. I cried in front of him as he tried to open my blouse. "No, please... Someone help me... Chole" I cried helplessly. He already torn my blouse but I tried very hard to cover my chest. I still have an inner garment and he also tried to remove it. I was hysterically shouting when someone punched him hard that he collapsed on the floor. I saw our neighbour, a police officer named Angelo who had just been employed as a permanent employee. He's with my crying mother behind him. My step father tried to stand but Mr. Angelo warned him that he'll shot him if ever he tried to fight back. He remained on the floor as fear was already evident on his face when he realized that the officer wasn't kidding. He handcuffed the man. My knee suddenly felt so weak that I should've collapsed also on the floor if not for my mother who was quick enough to hold me in place. I already stopped crying but I couldn't form any words, I'm still on shocked and in trauma. My mother aided me to sit on a couch as she hugged me tighter. I felt safe then. "I'm sorry Xiennah for being too coward to fight for you, for us" my mother wept. Though I understand whatever she was saying, I just stared at her. "Xiennah, don't worry. This time, I'll fight back. We'll make sure he'll be in prison in no time. No matter what it takes, I'll do everything to protect you because I love you, my child. I'm not a good mother for letting this kind of thing happened but I'll be a better one this time," she added as she hugged me tighter. I just nodded. The police interviewed me for what happened and I narrated everything. They delivered my step father to prison but I knew there'll still be a long way- more trials, that we need to attend to before he can finally be locked up in that damn prison.

It was already an hour later and my mother was in the kitchen cooking my favourite food- chicken curry, while I'm in my room resting. I need to sleep so that at least I can forget everything even for just a moment. I was about to daze off to sleep when I heard my phone beeping. I answered the call without looking at the caller's name. "Who's this?" I asked. "Xiennah, where are you? I'm waiting for you for over an hour already. I'm still here on our school, waiting for you. For damn sake woman! You're wasting my time! If you don't have any plan to do our task, at least tell me so that I can do it on my own. I don't need you anyway. You're just a hassle," he ranted over the phone. If only you knew, Chole. But still, I don't want to disappoint him so though I badly wanted to rest, I decided to go to him. "I'm sorry Chole, I overslept. I'm already on my way, so please wait for me," I said. "Better be quick. I hate it when someone makes me wait," he said coldly. "Yes, don't worry I'll..." He disconnected the phone before I could even finish what I have to say. I sighed. I have to understand him. He doesn't know anything so I couldn't blame him. I fixed myself as fast as I can. I wore a long sleeve to conceal my bruises. I was about to leave my room when my mother entered and she's frowning while looking at me. "Where will you be going young lady?" she asked eyebrow raised. "Mom, something came up and I badly need to go. So please, let me. I promise I'll be back before you knew it." She sighed defeated. "Okay, but promise me you'll take care of yourself." "I promise. Thanks mom. I love you!" I kissed her cheeks. Ironically, there's something good happened because of what my step father did to me awhile ago, my mother and I became closer. Yes it was a total blow off when literally we only became much more open with each other when my step father harassed me. Once, I was quite neglected by my own mother but she changed just now. If only I knew that harassing me will change her, will make us closer with each other, then I could've told my step father to molest me long before. But of course, I was just kidding. I don't want to experience such horror ever again in my life. I went to our school and I saw Chole leaning on his red sports car in front of our school's entrance gate. He was indeed handsome with his fine complexion and messy black hair. He wore a white shirt and a black short matched with his black sneakers. He wore black sunglasses too. I knew he was already so annoyed that he walked back in forth obviously too impatient to stay calm. He was about to go inside his car when I called him. "Chole!" "Where have you been woman?! I've been waiting here for ages and you already wasted a lot of my time!" he shouted. "I'm sorry, traffic?" I tried to lie but he just gets more pissed. "If you'll about to make an excuse, make sure that it sounds at least true. You're a terrible liar," he complained more. "Get in," he said as he opened the car door and I entered. He sat in the driver's seat and we drove to his house.  

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