Chapter 0003

Sarah's POV

The thought of spending a night with a guy was enough to make me go abnormal, not to mention my nude pictures all over the internet.

Different thoughts crossed my mind, and my eyes brimmed with painful tears. I only planned to celebrate my boyfriend's birthday party, present him a gift, and probably spend the night with him. If the night was spent with my boyfriend, I wouldn't feel this bad, but I had a night with a rude man, who was annoying from our first encounter!

How would John react when he sees the pictures on the internet? The headline caption is enough to ruin my relationship!

However, it felt like forever as I walked to my father's house, I couldn't stop thinking about how he would react. Even if he was somehow out of trend and social media, it's certain Eloha would have exposed everything to him. Notwithstanding, I decided to open the door and face my fear.

And as expected, the moment I entered, I got trapped in a hot atmosphere.

"This is not a slut club, you can take your leave" Clara, my stepmother mocked as she entered.

My stepmother never liked me from the beginning, and now that something like this has happened, she will have the chance to abuse me the way she wants.

"Where have you been?" My father inquired, his voice laced with fury.

Before I could answer, my father lunged at me, his hand connecting with my face in a stinging slap. I stumbled backward as my cheek burned.

"How dare you bring this shame upon our family?" he shouted, his eyes filled with rage. "You are so shameless to the extent of bringing it to social media after sleeping around with a rich dick!"

I fought my tears back, as I felt so hurt by the accusation, and was more pained that my father couldn't even believe me in the slightest. Or probably would ask me for the truth.

"That's not it, Dad! It's not true! I suddenly got drunk and everything changed." I tried defending myself, but I couldn't finish my statement before receiving another slap on my cheeks. It was harder this time, and my lips burst in the process. "You, this shameless thing! Why did you drink when you have a low alcohol tolerance? Huh! It's obvious that you have been sleeping around with those rich men while pretending to be a fool."

"Dad, listen to me. It's not true!" I pleaded, without minding the mucus that rolled down from my nose to my mouth.

However, Clara interfered with an angry voice. Her eyes gleamed with a malicious glare. "Look at you, you little bitch," she sneered. "Your pictures are all over the internet. You've ruined us!"

Before I could defend myself again, Dad started beating me roughly. "You idiot! I thought you wouldn't be useless without a mother, so I nurtured you, hoping to sell you off to a rich man. However, you decided to ruin my plan instead! I will make sure I ruin you too."

For another moment in my presence, Dad acted like he wasn't my father and was maltreating me again, which Clara also enjoyed.

"Get out of my house! I don't want to see a slut bitch like you" Dad spat to my ears. As Clara joined in, her nails digging into my arms as she shoved me against the wall. "You're nothing but a disgrace. Get out of this house!"

With a heavy heart, I cried out, tears streaming down my face. "Please, I can explain. It's not what it looks like." I wanted to tell them the truth about everything that happened, but my pleas fell on deaf ears as my father grabbed me by the hair and dragged me towards the door.

"Get out! You're no longer welcome here." He stated as I was shoved out of the house, with the door slamming shut behind me. Having nowhere to go and no one to turn to, I stood there, shivering due to the morning cold, my body aching, and my heart shattering.

Then, John came to my mind as I thought everything would be fine if I proved myself to him. As our feelings were attached and John might give me a listening ear.

At that point, the last hope and courage in me is to explain things to John. So, I happily headed to his place without minding the wound on my body.

It took me quite a while to get to John's apartment, and I had no problem entering since I knew the passcode. But the moment I entered, I rushed into the kitchen to get cold water as my throat had dried up after walking a long distance to get here, and I needed something to relax my body.

"I guess he is still sleeping," I muttered as I didn’t see any trace of him in the sitting room. Then, I decided to check for him in his room, so I headed there with a calm mind and determination to explain everything. However, my ears were pierced by a strange sound as I got closer to his room.

Approaching the door, it became clear and real as the water in my mouth dripped from my lips, as the sound of the bed shaking broke my heart into pieces.

Taking the courage in me, I pushed the door open, and instantly, my mind became blank after seeing someone unexpected.

“Eloha!! What’s going on here?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. I was staring at my boyfriend and my stepsister on the same bed. Their clothes were helplessly scattered on the floor, showcasing they were fucking one another.

John turned, anger flashing in his eyes. “You’re asking me? You’re the one who’s been trending all over the internet!”

Eloha smirked, clearly enjoying the drama. “Oh! Come on, now, John. Don’t you think you deserve better than someone who gets caught in a scandal?” Her tone was far from warm and kind; she intends to make me shatter into a million pieces.

My heart sank. “That isn’t what happened! I was...”

“Save it,” John interrupted, his face a mask of disappointment. “I can’t believe I trusted you.”

“But, I…” Eloha interrupted my words.

"Save it, Sarah. He’s mine now, and there is nothing you can do about it," she said, her voice dripping with venomous laughter.

Listening to all of these, I stood there, frozen in disbelief, my mind reeling. Betrayed by my own family and now by the man I thought I could trust. The pain was unbearable, it was like a crushing weight that threatened to suffocate me.

"How can you do this to me, Eloha? I'm your sister, for goodness' sake!" I shouted, my eyes filled with tears, as my voice began to shake.

Eloha scoffed. "Said by someone who ruined the family's image and reputation. I'm even embarrassed to call you my sister. From now on, don't even think in your life that we are in the same category. It makes me nauseous to have a bitchy sister, get lost," She uttered as John grabbed her boobs right in front of me and Eloha began moaning.

"Yes, baby."

Being a witness to this, tears streamed down my face as I stumbled backward, away from the scene of this ultimate betrayal. I turned and fled, running blindly on the road, as my sobs began echoing in the night.

I had lost everything, and I had nowhere to go, so it’s better to end everything than to live on with this much scar in my heart. With that, I sobbed silently as I moved to an abandoned building far from John's place and my parents' house.

I walked far from them to avoid giving them trouble after I was gone, because even till this moment, I still care about them, and I can't bring myself to pray for any trouble for them. So, it’s better I end it all by dying as I have accepted this as my fate, and it is better I face my option now.

With that, I stood on the edge of the abandoned building, as the wind was whipping through my hair. And the city lights twinkled far and below, as a distant and indifferent spectacle. The pain was too much to bear for me, my family, my boyfriend, and my life were all gone, so I closed my eyes as I was ready to let go.

If I had known the joy of having a mother, it would have been a better thing and another reason for me to stay. But no one loves me, and now that the internet has also joined hands in hating me, the best way to end it all is death. I can't afford to be living my life in hiding just because of what isn't intentional. Painful tears left my eyes as I jumped. I shut her eyes, deeply knowing the landing part was death.

Suddenly, a strong hand gripped my arm, as it pulled me back from the brink. I gasped, stumbling backward, my eyes flying open in shock.

"What do you think you're doing?" A voice pierced behind me, laced with anger and disbelief.

I stared at him, tears streaming down my face. "Let me go," I whispered, her voice trembling.