Chapter 3: Chapter 2
BELLA
"Are you done with packing? It's time to switch off the lights." My father's voice boomed out of his room.
He was demanding me to finish packing faster indirectly. I nodded my head but then remembered that he cannot see me. I knew he was waiting for me to shout back the answer but from my experience, I realized if I would raise my voice, I'll be taken to the basement and would be beaten with a variety of torturous machines and chains. I also can't keep mum without answering.
I recognized I had to answer him. So, I got up from the wooden floor and made my way to his room.
I knocked only once. Again from my experience, I have learned that I should never knock on his door more than one time. If I would, it'll be a death wish signed by me.
I kept my head bowed as he slowly opened his door. When the door was fully open I felt my hair tightly held in a fist before my head was yanked forcefully up. However, I kept my eyes glued to the floor. I didn't dare to look at him directly in his eyes.
"Look at me in my eyes when you are supposed to." As soon as he yelled those words calmly, I did as I was told.
What I saw made me shiver. I knew that look. I knew it way too well. His dark look.
His face was calm, but that was the calm before the storm. His eyes told me a different story. It was clouded with fury. His lips twitched upwards into a sadistic smile. I knew he was satisfied to see me scared of him.
"Do you know, when I went to your school...Okay, so what was I going to tell you?" He pretended as if he were thinking. "Answer me! What was I fucking going to tell you about?"
I opened my mouth to speak but closed it. I was afraid to open my mouth in his presence right now. I must have looked like a fish because of continuously opening and closing my mouth. I didn't know how to answer his question.
He lifted his other hand and slapped me hard across my face. If it wasn't for his hand still gripping my hair, I was sure, I must have flown across the hall because of the intensity of his slap. It stung very badly. A cry tried to escape my lips but I held it back.
"You need to answer- oh yeah." he facepalmed himself. "How would you know what was I going to tell you about. However, you should've known what I was going to talk about if you were a smart girl like how teachers described you today. If you were a talented person like how Miss Surfray told me, you would've thought right, yeah? They literally thought high about you, a useless eccentric bitch than my son, my golden boy."
Tears pooled in my eyes. He let go of me as if his job was done. I descended the stairs to lock all the bags that I have packed.
When I reached the bottom of the step, I let my tears lose. Things that were once neatly packed before were all scattered on the floor. I looked up and saw Lewis who had a mockery sadness plastered on his face.
"Belwhore, nice to see ya again. Why didn't you start packing?"
When he saw my tear struck face, He awed, mumbling something which sounded like 'a loser' under his breath before walking towards his room. I started collecting all the things again and arranged it accordingly in every bag.
The lights were turned off letting me know that it was my time to sleep. After packing the last bag, I got up and went back to my 'room'. I made sure to lock the door behind me before climbing on my bed.
I couldn't sleep properly since my mother died, Tia Alby. She died right in front of me because of overloads of strong grief and bereavement. I still remember how doctors told me that it was an accidental death due to overwhelming negative emotions that were bottled up in her mind for a long period of time. I was ten years old when she passed away. My mom and my father never loved each other. They just pretended around me to keep an atmosphere of love. I recalled the day I came to know that I was a mistake.
8 years back
"Momma! I don't wanna sleep! I wanna fly like a bird. Where are my wings mommy, gimme my wings." Nine years old me, requested her mom.
"Not now hun, your dad will come home. He will scold us for staying awake for a long time." My momma said, shaking her head.
However, I was a very adamant girl and I was going to prove it. I just wanted to convince my mommy to play with me for some time. I did what I thought would convince her. I made my cute puppy face.
"Pwease."
"Nuh-uh hun, I am not falling for that face." I pouted before I found myself bobbing my head, agreeing with her.
Momma tucked me in my bed. "I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble..." She started singing me lullaby with her melodic voice.
When finished, she placed a soft kiss on my forehead before rushing towards the front door as the bell rang.
The door swung open, I heard my dad's voice. As soon as my dad said something to my momma, I saw her running into the kitchen to see her bring all types of chips. I was jealous of my dad because momma shared her favourite potato chip packet. It showed that she seriously loved him a lot.
I started to drift into my own fairy world. When suddenly there was a cracking sound heard. I immediately jerked my eyes open.
That's when I saw mommy holding her head in her hand. Her expression mirrored that of pain I had seen in movies. Tears streamed freely from her eyes. I searched for what caused her to cry.
That's when I saw him.
The person who I saw to be my superman was standing on top of my mom's feet. The cracking sound continued to be heard. It was a very sickening sound. I got up on my two feet and started making my entry in the scene that was taking place.
"Dadda stop!" My shrill voice echoed.
"Bella-" my mom was cut by her own coughs "Go." she struggled to come out of my father's grip.
My father pulled away from my mother and faced towards me. "Well, well, well if it isn't my sweet Cinderella." He started walking towards me, I cowered away from him. "Aww! Is my baby doll afraid of me,? oh, Bella, I am your superman, isn't it? Did you change your mind now? Even superman harms people. Do you remember when I asked you why was he hurting the good ones? You answered me that he was hurting them because he had no control over himself. Well, now your superman lost his control, he can't act like the same dad anymore. You are not daddy's princess anymore. You are daddy's bitch. You are a mistake." He took deep breaths to calm himself down. "You. are. a mistake!"
"You-you a-ar-re a mo-mon-s--" I started sobbing very hard.
My mother was standing there silently watching me with pleading eyes, asking me to run away from him. But I couldn't as I was trapped between him and the wall.
"I am a what little bitch? A mon-...no you tell me. Who am I?" I just stood there; sobbing.
"Le-leave her alone you mother-" she looked at me then back at him." You motherpuker"
His face darkened. He held her with one hand around her neck and threw her across the room. He then brought me up in the same way. His eyes were the darkest shade of grey I had ever seen.
"Whore! You and I both know that we fucked to fulfil our own desires." He pointed at me. "Look how weak of a human she is. I can't even smell a bit of us ."
"She may be a weak human but she has a strong willpower. You jackass, you have always talked about power." My mother started coughing blood out.
I knew immediately what was going to happen next.
"Momma! I need you. Don't leave me with this monster. Take me with you!" I started screaming and thrashing around.
I was still in his hold. I screamed in his ears. He loosened his hold on me. I took it to my advantage, I turned my neck and bit his ear hard. He let go of me completely. I rushed towards my momma.
My mom started laughing. "Can't-can't even overpower a little girl I see!" My mother then turned towards my direction.
"Momma, Don't leave me, Take me with you. I'll come with you to meet Mr God. Don't leave me, I'll listen to whatever you say. I will give you my favourite Cinderella underwear. I'll give you anything which will make you stay here with me, I love you momma bear!"
"Sweetheart, I'll always be there with you, for you and near you. Always. Your momma is not leaving her baby girl alone. I'll never leave the side of my queen, I'll support her." She whispered the last line in my ear.
She turned back to see my 'father' who was concentrated on fixing his wound.
"Nathan! Injustice may give you power and success for now but soon love and truth will take over the reign again."
He started taking long strides towards us.
I hid my momma's body from his view with my little body.
"You monster! You already hurt my momma, I'll not allow you to harm her anymore." My 'dad' closed his ears as I started screaming with my shrill voice.
"Stop." He tried to come near me but I knew his ears were sensitive.
I continued screaming making him storm out of the house.
I turned to my momma and placed my hands on her cheeks. She kissed my palms. Light in her eyes slowly faded as she spoke her next few last words.
"My Queen, truthfulness must spread."
She pressed her chest with her palm tightly, Taking one last final breath.
"Momma!" I shouted as I saw her closing her eyes completely.
"Love must reign."
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