Chapter. 3

The car stopped in front of the apartment, I stepped out after thanking him and walked upstairs. - the elevator was on the top floor and I just wanted to fall into a deep slumber.

I walked towards my flat and looked at the door which was open? did someone break into my house? no way.

Immediately I opened the door, Just to witness my parents standing there furious. - I am dead today.

"mom, dad" my voice came out slow, inaudible I guess. but they looked at me. "where the hell were you whole night?," my father's voice was loud, he was shouting. words disappeared from my mind, I couldn't utter a single word and Just stared at the ground. I really want to disappear right now.

"I am asking something," the loud voice made me flinched, gathering the courage I finally formed a sentence, "I- I was at my friend's house," I am way too scared of my father. well that's because of the traumatizing events I witnessed as a kid.

"friend? or a boyfriend who comes to pick you up regularly and drop you, even today too?" I stepped back as my dad came closer, please don't hit me, please.

"he wasn't my boyfriend," my voice was again slow and I felt his tight hand gripping my chin. "then who the hell was he?" every time I shouted my body shivered with fear. I just wanted this all to be a nightmare.

"My friend's brother," and just then I felt a sharp slap landing on my left cheek making me fall the floor, my hand immediately reached near my cheeks, it was burning and As I traced my thumb near my lips I felt wetness on it. bringing infront of my eyes I witnessed it was blood, My lips were bleeding. tears brimmed my eyes as I looked at him with hurt. I wasn't in pain, I was hurt. how can they not trust their own child? A child who never did something to make them feel ashamed.

"dad, I was at my friend's cousin's wedding, female friend actually. he was just her brother who used pick and drop me because they were concerned about my safety." the first time I showed this much guts in front him and explained everything. but instead of understanding me, he got more furious - well I was expecting that.

he kicked me in the stomach and I yelled in pain, and just then we heard the voice of Everett, "You Can't do that," Everett came in and my father's fist tightened.

"whoever the hell you are, stay out of my family matters. also who are you to tell me how I should treat this girl?" Of course my father won't stop just because someone will tell him to stop, he is stubborn and will surely beat me till I become unconscious.

Everett looked at me and made me stand, my stomach was hurting a lot. I held my stomach and Everett gave support to me. "get out of here," My father's voice echoed but Everett seems unaffected.

"sir, look I know she is your daughter but you can't do this to your daughter or anybody. and I surely am not anyone to step in your family businesses but I am a human who has humanity to save other suffering humans." He should just get out of here, No matter how much Everett tries to explain my father will not understand that at all.

"shut up," my father roared at Everett looked at me. "please, leave" I requested. I have no other options, it's not like his efforts will stop my father.

"I won't," Why is he being stubborn, can't he just listen to me. I felt my father's hand on my arms as he pulled me and pushed me on the floor. I held my elbow as I landed on the floor that way.

"Sir, if you don't stop I will call the police." Everett spoke but does that matter to my father? huh not at all. My father took off his belt and I closed my eyes to feel the pain of belt Landing on my body but that never happened.

I opened my eyes just to witness Everett Covering me from the front and the Belt landed on his back. "what the hell are you doing?" I almost shouted with tears coming out of my eyes.

"what are you doing? get out of here." My father's loud voice again filled the room and Everett stood up and turned towards my father.

"sir, Stop it or I will forget that you are older than me." Everett roared and I just looked at my father's face who glared at me.

"We are the one taking care of her and her expenses, we have raised her and spent so much money on her. then who are you to stop me?" my father questioned and Everett looked at me before speaking.

"every parent does that, you are not doing something special," Everett spoke, no one has talked this much in front of my father. and i could never.

"We are not even her parents," my mother shouted making me confused, I mean I hid it from them but that isn't such a big sin that they will stop accepting me as their own child.

"mom, I am sorry for not informing you. I did that because you guys never allowed me to attend any family functions or my friend's party. please don't say that." I broke down in tears and My mom walked towards me.

"shut up, If something happens who will take care of you. ask his family to adopt you." My mother said making me look at her trying my best to think that they were just angry and they love me. but their words were telling otherwise. I looked at Everett who was already looking at me.

"this guy? right, the society was complaining that he was coming to pick you up and drop you right? then ask him to marry you and take care of you. he is so worried about you so he should take care of you for the rest of your life." my father have gone mad, he is just saying anything. Everett looked at me and I just looked at the floor.

"also you can live however you want from now on we will not acknowledge you as our daughter, get that inside your head," how can my mom be so rude towards me. I am her child after all.

"mom? how can you say this to your own child?" I asked trying to stand up, Everett immediately held me helping me to stand.

"you are not even our child, so shut up." I couldn't believe my mother's words, and why would I? she was probably lying.

"yes you are not our child," disgust was visible on my father's face? what is wrong with them.

"You were the daughter of his big brother, we adopted you because his properties were in your name, and we got those properties after getting your sign that day, now what's the point of treating you well?" I couldn't believe my ears and stumbled back. but Everett held me tightly and I looked at my parents feeling dizzy. and soon everything became blank.