Facade

Chapter 6

Mia's pov

Tears were streaming down my face by the time the taxi pulled up at the front of my house. I paid the taxi driver and quickly exited the vehicle. I wiped the tears off my face with the back of my hands. There's no time to cry now Mia, I told myself. Time for action, cry later. I needed to leave here fast before Karen or anyone else returns. I opened the front door and entered into the house. Everything was exactly the way I left it. Good. It means no one is here yet. By the time Karen or Aiden recover from the shock I gave them and come after me, I'll be long gone. Immediately I ran up the stairs to my room. I knelt on the floor and pulled out a duffel bag and also my piggy bank from under the bed. All those times Karen took pity on me and gave me some money, I never spent them. I kept them in my piggy bank awaiting a rainy day. It seems that rainy day is today. No one knows about me saving money. Not even Karen. And right now, I'm thanking God I wasn't stupid enough to trust her. If she could have an affair with Aiden knowing how much I loved him, then she can do anything. I can't believe I trusted her. I stood up and threw open my wardrobe door. I brought out all my clothes and threw them on the bed. I sat on the bed and emptied the piggy bank. I counted the money and it was a total of six hundred dollars. Good, this should be enough to hold me for a few days. I kept the money in my jeans pocket. I began shoving the clothes into the duffel bag. When I was through, I zipped the bag shut hung it on my shoulder. I looked around my room one last time. I have so many memories here. Most of them were bad, but I had some good ones too. This is the first place Helen first abused me. This was the place I nursed my wounds. It was my little sanctuary. The only place I was free to do whatever I wanted. I have to admit, most of my good memories involve Karen. I was happy with her as my best friend. Until she betrayed me. No matter the memories I have here, it was never my home. It was always a house to me. Just a place to sleep at night.
With one final look at the room, I turned and hurried downstairs. I was about opening the front door when I heard a voice call out.
  "Mia!"
I turned around to see Davis, my foster father. The one who gave me so many bruises, The one who caused my nightmares, The one who loved to see me in pain. I gulped in fear. God please don't let him do anything to me. I was about opening my mouth to give an excuse when he ran to me and pulled me into a hug. I went stiff in his arms. That's odd. What game is he trying to play? He pulled away from me and I used that opportunity to look into his eyes, trying to understand his game. There was no malice there, just plain relief. Hmm this is serious.
"Thank God I found you mia" he breathed out. He looked genuinely worried and I began to wonder, when did he start to care? I took a step away from him and he noticed. I closed my eyes expecting the familiar blow but nothing came. I opened my eyes to see him watching me sadly. He looked remorseful. He shook his head and said softly.
"Mia I know I'm the last person to trust but for once listen to me"
I arched a brow at him, genuinely confused. Why will he ask for my permission before speaking? He seemed to be waiting for an answer so I replied hesitantly.
   "Okay"
He smiled at me. Okay this is getting too weird. Davis never smiles. His face suddenly turned serious and he gripped my shoulders with a tight grip. I held my breath and became tense. He noticed and reduced his grip to a soft yet firm hold.
"Mia, my wife Helen wants to sell you to an Egyptian drug lord. I've contacted your family" he said with a straight face. What's he talking about? He is my family. I didn't understand so I asked
"What family? And why will she sell me? What did I do?"
He scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"I mean your biological family." he replied irritated. I noticed he ignored my second question.
"I thought you said my family died in an car accident when I was younger" I reminded him softly. He shook me gently obviously annoyed.
"No they are alive. It's a long story. There's no time now. I'll tell you on the way" he replied and took my wrist in his hand and dragged me outside to a waiting taxi. He must have called him here earlier. He shoved me into the back seat and climbed in beside me. He told the driver an address and we were off. Where are we going? I thought. Everyone knows Davis is a drug dealer. Is he taking me to make some kind of drug deal? Or is he taking me to sell to a brothel like his wife wants to? Or is he trying to save me? But why will he betray his wife? If I remember correctly, he once told me he abused me to please his wife so why turn against her now? Well if he thinks I'll go without a fight, then he must be living in la la land. Summoning up courage, I asked him in my most babyish voice.
"Erm where are we going?"
He smiled at me then pulled me to a side hug. He hugged me softly before saying.
  "We are going to meet your brother. He's waiting for us"

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Helen's pov

Immediately the driver pulled up in front of my house, I jumped out and ran straight into the house. I pulled out my gun and flicked off the safety. I am going to get rid of that bad luck bitch today.
"Mia! Mia!" I yelled out but there was no reply. I ran up the stairs and into Mia's room. The wardrobe was open and it was empty. Shit. I've already called Karen and she said Mia wasn't with her. Shit! Where could she be? Wait a minute! I noticed Davis acting strange towards me. He was always making secret phone calls and was always leaving the house when he thought I was asleep. He no longer took my side and was always complaining about my behavior. He never had a problem with it before so why now? I became suspicious and asked one of the boys loyal to me to follow him one day. He came back and reported Davis meeting Damian Carlos and Eric Simpson. I'm not scared about Eric Simpson but Damian on the other hand is a force not to be messed with. He is a very powerful billionaire. Word has it he has contact with the mafia and the law enforcement. No one messes with him. Could it be Davis has Mia? He must have come to get her. That bastard. Why will he take Mia to meet Damian Carlos? What's Damian Carlos connection with Mia? Well if it's war he wants, then it's war he'll get. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed a number.
"Hello" the voice on the other end said.
"Find out everything you can about Damian Carlos" I ordered.

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