CHAPTER 6

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       The sound of a car pulling into our front yard woke me up the next morning. I opened my eyes to find myself in my room, how did I get here? I thought I'd slept in the living room downstairs last night. I pushed the thought aside, I needed to get downstairs. Whose car was here? Was it dad's? I was scared, but I had to find out.

    I rushed out of bed, hurrying out of the covers to make it downstairs fast enough. How could he be here already, it took almost 10 hours to travel from Scotland to the US. How was he here so early?

    My thoughts engulfed me as I ran downstairs, tripping on the stairs but gaining my balance immediately and moving forward. I got down just in time to hear the doorbell ring. Mom made her way to the door, already dressed and ready for the day. Her eyes landed on me, and she flashed me the warmest smile ever.

     "Good morning, sweetie" she said, still smiling as she walked to the door. How could she be so peachy? What stood behind that door could probably be our doom. My heart started beating faster as mom moved to the door, turning the handle and opening it.

    Diana and Damien immediately walked in, relief instantly flooded my system, so suddenly that I heaved a heavy sigh as I clutched my chest, trying to regulate my breathing again.

    "Hello, Mrs Sun" Diana greeted as she walked in, mom smiled at her and Damien, who nodded back. She, then left and went back into the kitchen.

    I looked towards Diana and Damien, what were they doing here? They couldn't be here, I didn't want them to be here, Damien especially. Even as he walked towards me, I could already see the sly smirk painted on his face. Asshole.

     "Good morning, Maddy". Diana said as she walked towards me, spreading her arms to invite me in for a hug. I accepted graciously.

     "Morning" I replied. My eyes went to Damien, he leaned against the wall and kept his signature smirk, not bothering to greet me, probably because he knew I wouldn't answer him.

      I looked towards Diana again. "And why is he here?" I asked, making my voice loud so the asshole could hear how very uncomfortable I felt with his presence.

    "Oh, my car broke down this morning. Again" she said, placing serious emphasis on the 'again', I chuckled. "And for some weird reason Damien agreed to be my chauffeur. I didn't bother to ask the reason though" she finished.

     She didn't need to ask, I already knew the answer. Damien would never miss a moment to taunt me, I was pretty sure about that. I just wish Diana had picked a different day to come here suddenly. Shit would get ugly in this house soon, and I didn't want either of them to be here when dad arrived.

    I looked towards the door, a strange shiver went down my spine, my mouth dried up and I could tell I was starting to sweat.

    "Um, Maddy, are you okay?" Diana asked, eyeing me curiously. Damien also stood from his nonchalant stance and looked me over, as if he actually cared.

     How was I going to explain to her, we had only just reunited yesterday, and now I had to find a way to kick her out of my house. The guilt was eating me up. If I didn't find a good excuse, Diana would get suspicious. My throat dried up as I tried to explain the situation.

     "Umm........I, uhh......I ". God, where was mom when you needed her. I was a terrible liar, mom could've found some excuse to make them leave, but I could never. I did not tell convincing lies. I hoped she hadn't decided to break the promise she made me yesterday. I could not handle all these problems alone. If dad showed up at this door right now and I was left by myself, he'd bundle me in a sack and ship me back to Europe. The fear was getting to me, again. I could feel my throat closing up, my heartbeat increasing to thrice the speed it was supposed to be, and my palms getting seriously sweaty.

      "Maddy, you're scaring me" Diana said, all humour in her expression gone. Damien walked closer. The thought of telling them the truth flashed through my mind, would it be so bad if I told them? I needed someone to support me right now, and I wasn't too sure mom was going to.

     I opened my mouth to speak, tears filling my eyes, and just then, mom ran back into the living room with an alarmed expression. I looked towards her, my heart already beating through the roof.

     It seemed liked the world had stopped when a loud bang suddenly sounded on the door. "Madeline, Lara. Open this door right now". It was my father's voice.

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    Shit is about to get real 🥺.
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