My baby!

CHAPTER 1

"Shut the fuck up man!"she said with a sad look on her face. "Like I ever mattered to you! She is dead because of you both!" she screamed as she wiped the tear coming for her eyes away.

"Give us another chance Lynn, please we will make it up to you. We love you so much, God loves you so much, we cant even bear to see you in pain", Michael, her father, said coming closer to her.

"Don't you ever fucking call me Lynn again! My name is not Rosealine any more, its Chantelle, and God doesnt love me neither do you or anyone! The only thing and person I loved was my Angel. She was my priced possession. Guess what, you also took her away from me!" she sniffed as the thought of her Angel came to my mind. It felt like a foreign pain every day. It felt new, like it never even happened.

"We are so sorry dear, we searched, we looked for you, we tried our best." Michael said with honesty in hes eyes, but that only made her hurt more.

"Well if you said you searched, then you didnt search enough! Afterall, the reputation of the church and the Jenkins family mattered a lot to you." she said as she dug her nails into her palm.

" I dont want to talk much right now dad. I dont even want to pour out my heart to you, I tried that five years ago but the outcome wasnt as expected. You hurt all the people I loved including me, so ill hurt you two. You and mum will surely reap the fruit of your labour." she said with a wicked smile as she continued.

"You see, those years you taught me to read the bible and pray, lets just say it was I learnt a lot. I know many chapters of the bible. Happy?" as she cocked her eyebrow, she continued. " Ofcourse not, how can you be happy, you expected much from your perfect daughter Rosealine. Fuck you dad! Fuck you mum! I am so happy I got to tell you all these things, now you will feel the pain and burden I carried after all those years. I will be late for work so I have to live. As you know your perfect daughter Rosaline is dead and Chantelle Witmore, the owner of DEX company, is alive and is ready to hurt and kill all those who come or came in her way. Good bye Mr and Mrs Jenkins." she said as she carried her bag and a folder of files inside and walked through door and bolted it behind her. She went to the car and sat down in the passenger seat.

"What are you waiting for crackhead, drive!" she said to her driver with irritation in her voice

"yes madam, I am sorry" he said as he turned the engine of the car on.

She looked out the window and tried her best to forget that her parents are still down there in the basement of her house. Memories of her Angel come to her mind. 'Its ok Rose, this is for her'. she said to herself.

She has always loved and cherished her name. All the nicknames that came out of it. When she was younger, she was daddy little rose flower, but when they did what they did, she found out that roses also had thorns on them and they have to be watered everyday to look pretty and stay strong, but by doing what they did, they made her remove the beautiful side of her leaving the prickly thorns behind.

Secretly, she still calls herself that name, but allows no one call her that name because it brings bad memories.

She brings out her phone and texts to Alejandro, her most trusted servent, to take food and a heater down to the basement for her ex-parents and go to the near by pharmacist and buy four inhalers for mum.

The taught of the inhalers made a tear go down her eye. She didnt even notice she was crying until she felt a drop of wetness reach her arm, then she wiped it away.

The car finally stopped in front of her company, and she stepped down and walked straight to her office, avoiding eye contacts from her workers.