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She was probably too old for him at the age of sixteen, and he wanted to get rid of her but keep one of the babies as I thought about a divorce.
John couldn’t have that, right? A child predator without the perfect family to take the heat off him.
I sat there for what seemed like hours and then gathered all the evidence ready to go to the nearest police station to turn him in when I stopped abruptly, thinking about Grayson.
His best friend Grayson who accompanied him on the trips, who was about to become the chief for his achievements.
Slowly I put everything back in place, cleaned up, and left the basement as if I had never been in there, and then rushed into the shower, scrubbing myself so hard, my skin started to bleed, not that I gave a shit.
I couldn’t stand the thought of him touching me over the years, the sick monster who deserved nothing but punishment for his deeds.
So it brings me to now.
I’m sitting on the couch waiting for my daughter to come, the living and breathing result of her mother’s agony and her father’s sickness.
A living and breathing representation of what was done to Gloria.
A child he gave to me because he clearly didn’t give a fuck about the boy. She was a price he paid to stay married to me and occupy me enough so I wouldn’t question his whereabouts.
I have no one but myself to blame. This is how God’s punishing me because instead of seeing the girl’s plea for help…I added to it by taking away her baby and participating in my husband’s plan.
No wonder she was terrified to see me.
I can’t go to the police because Grayson might destroy all the evidence. I can’t say anything to John because he controls all our finances and has the power to take Isla from me, or worse…prove me mental and lock me up in some institution.
I have no idea what to do except protect my child from these monsters.
I block away the thoughts that he’s away once again. What if there is another child out there who suffers because of him and…
I can’t think about it. Otherwise, I will die or freeze, leaving my Isla.
No matter the truth, she is my baby, and I love her with all my heart. Now I owe it not only to her but also Gloria to make sure Isla stays away from all these horrors.
We’re attending a wedding, one of John’s cousins is getting married. It will happen in a few weeks.
Enough time to come up with a reasonable plan to escape and find a solution. Even living in a cult is better at this point than staying here.
Just a few more weeks.
I can pretend for a few more weeks, right?
Isla
“Let me go!” I shout as Octavius takes us upstairs to another VIP room, identical to the one I’d been in before, and shuts the door behind us. The club’s music mutes instantly, leaving us in silence.
He finally places me on the floor, and I back off to the window while groaning inwardly at how humiliating this whole experience is.
The entire club stared at us in shock, and his friends snickered, the dicks!
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” My jaw about hits the floor at his question. He runs his fingers through his hair, and the muscles on his arm flex, bringing attention to his powerful form, and my insides clench, making me wince.
Just great, I still want the man, and if that’s not pathetic, I don’t know what is.
He’s so painfully handsome that it should be forbidden. The fact that he looks so hot while planning to fuck someone else tonight makes me angry, jealous, and insane at the same time.
Taking a deep breath, I will myself to calm down and focus on what’s important. I’ll deal with my stupid emotions later.
Preferably at home with a big bowl of ice cream as I shoot darts at Octavius’s picture.
