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Beneath The Scars Chapter 14
Suddenly I heard the sound of footsteps rapidly coming close the door . It was inserted into the lock turned and the door flung open bringing in the cold chilly air outside . The scar face man had entered the room . I noticed he limped .He scanned the room with his wicked looking eyes . He came to me and handed over a bag containing some clothing , packed meals and drinking water . I guess he noticed from my torn clothing the ordeal I had gone through . He smiled and started moving towards me with that glint in his eyes when suddenly he had a call on his cell phone. He seemed agitated after receiving the call . He rushed close the door and locked it from outside. I could hear the screeching of his car as he moved out at a very fast pace . I wondered what had disturbed him. I had a premonition that my situation was going to get worse . I needed to find a way to get out of this place fast . I needed to get access to the locked cabinet . I instinctively had a feeling that somehow these ca
Beneath The Scars Chapter 15
I slowly lowered myself onto the floor with my hands covering my head and wept . In desperation I once more went towards the cabinet and inserted the key and tried once more . This time the key turned in the lock and the cabinet doors swang open . I couldn't believe it . The rapists pistol was sitting on the first shelf .Other items like syringe ,some kinds of chemicals and a knife were also in the cabinet. Suddenly I heard movement outside . I reached for the pistol , locked the cabinet and rushed back to the bed . I flung the pistol under the pillow . I turned towards the door and realized the door was open and the rapist was staring at me with an angry and suspicious look on his face. "what were you up to?" he screamed in his shrill voice at me. He noticed the handle of the silver pistol protruding from under the pillow and quickly reached for a knife hidden in his socks . He rushed at me with the knife in his hands . I stepped backwards, reached for the gun under the pillow
Beneath The Scars Chapter 16
After narrating this story the Catholic father assured me that whatever sin I had confessed to have been forgiven by God as a result of my confession . He also assured me that since I had killed in self-defense there was no need to fear God's punishment in hell. He also made me understand that there was no need to continue having the feeling of guilt, shame and self blame because of what had happened to me in the past . He encouraged me to refrain from mistrusting people as a result of my experiences in the past . He assured me that just as there were evil people in this world there were also very good people around to make the world a better place . As we went back towards the car for our journey back home he came out to see us off. He pulled Josy aside. I heard him in undertones quietly thanking my therapist for her good work and efforts she was making to atone for her sins . I was not meant to hear and I seemed a bit surprised.
Beneath The Scars Chapter 17
I was due to leave the clinic in a weeks time . My condition is improving rapidly Josy seems a bit worried of late. She seems to have a lot on her mind. I hope it's not because of the thought that I'll be leaving here soon . She occasionally came to sit by my side . She would sit silently by my side fidgeting . She seemed detached and worried . This isn't the Josy I had grown to depend on . She seemed subdued. One day she made a remark that unsettled me " Riley will you ever be able to forgive the murderer of your mother " she asked. I jerked up right ,stared at her with an injured look on my face and retorted " Certainly not . This man took away from me the light of my life. I will never ever forgive him. He took away from me the only thing that made life meaningful to me . I want him dead " Josy looked at me silently for a while and slowly asked " What if he is a changed man who has done everything possible to give back the society what he took from it . I looked into Josy's
Beneath The Scars Chapter 18
When I got home nothing had changed. My room still had the black and pink theme I left two years ago . With my pictures hanging on the wall near my bed and my painting and poems stuck on the other side of the room. The room felt different. I felt like something had changed . All these colours were giving me a different vibe. It felt dull and lifeless. I went near my art wall and used the tip of my fingers to brush over the words. I sat on my bed thinking of everything that had happened in these two years. From the part where I was kidnapped to where I was raped and how I met Josy. Life is really funny,the older you keep getting the more you see things in a different way. It has a funny way of teaching us. One thing life has thought me is to love the people who saw me in my misery,when I was invisible to everyone . Those that stuck by my side encouraging me. Life has also thought me that to pluck a rose there are two outcomes, to either get hurt or to pluck it with ease if you are l
Beneath The Scars Chapter 19
I thought of what Josy wrote all night and I realized that forgiveness is really the only way to move forward . I walked into my step father's room and watched the man I had longed for love from for years . There were so many tubes attached to his body and despite that he stretched his arms to welcome me for a hug ." I missed you little fairy." He said with pain laced in his every word. " I missed you too papa." I said ." Dear, I know along the line I have made some mistakes and I'm sorry for that . I look at you and I see the passage of time . My little fairy with a paint brush is now the woman I look at with pride. You are a big girl now and you understand much about life and death. Papa has to leave this world because God needs him. From now on you must be strong enough to look after mummy and your elder brother. I love you and will always do . Please work hard in your studies and do well in your exams. Your mom and brother will continue to teach you when you make a mistake but tha
Beneath The Scars Chapter 20
Months have passed by quickly and so has time . During these five months I have stayed with my adopted family, I have had the best time of my life and created so many memories. My adopted dad came home two months ago because he insisted he wanted to have a feel of home before he passed on . Mum was upset with him because she did not want to lose him or see him die at home . She claimed it will be very painful and that the memory would haunt her for life but seeing how happy papa was she gradually accepted the situation .I was in my room writing down a poem I intended to give to Papa when I heard a loud scream . With the speed of light I descended the flight of stairs to come face-to-face with mum staring at Daddy's closed eyes with her eyes brimming with tears as she stroked his hair to wake him up . He looked too peaceful and quiet his skin looked pale . Mom begged for me to wake papa she continuously said " Riley , your dad doesn't want to wake up . He's mad at me for not bringi
Beneath The Scars Chapter 21
After dad's funeral I decided it was time I continued my studies. During my childhood I wanted to be one of the best doctors and even now that dream still remains . I decided I did not want to continue staying here , because it brought back so many bad memories . Although I had forgiven all those who hurt me the memories were still there . Every where I went held a memory. Today I have decided to discuss with my mom my decision to leave the country to study abroad . I knew it would be tough for her. She might think I'm leaving because of her but honestly I wanted to be away for sometime, to heal ,to start my life again, to pick up from where I left off and to do that I needed to leave here where it all began.I walked into my adopted mom's room and sat beside her ." Mom I will like to speak to you about something. Well the thing is I was to be in the university two years ago but because of certain circumstances I was unable to . I remember dad telling me to do well in my exams and to
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