Is She Truly My Daughter?

"What am I going to do about this now? My Father won't let me leave. He's not even treating me like this daughter anymore. What have I done for him to deserve this?" Bewildered, Ciara questioned herself. She sought a solution but couldn't get one. 

She was desperate to go get the keys from Kelly certainly. After seeing that little display by Kelly, Ciara was forced to retract. 

 "He's just going to beat me to a pulp for the first time, and it's going to be one crazy hell of an experience," Ciara thought. 

In the process of finding a way out, Ciara thought of something new. She quickly recalled how Walters was able to escape through the back door without Kelly knowing about it.

"Yes, the back door. 

That's precisely what I am going to use.

Why didn't I think about this before? 

 My Dad won't even notice anything. Let's see who's smarter now," 

She giggled and praised herself for coming up with a solution almost immediately when it felt like all hope was lost. 

Ciara wasn't even bothered if her father was going to get mad at her for disobeying him. All that mattered to her was leaving the house. She knew for sure that Kelly would never raise his hands to hit her, regardless of how heated the situation got. 

Majestically, Ciara sneaked inside her room like a criminal about to steal from a gold store. 

No sound of footsteps were heard. It would be difficult to believe that someone just walked past the living room. 

As Ciara got to her room, she carefully went through the same back door that Walters had used the previous night to escape from her Father. She was hoping that it was gonna work out in her favor the same way it did for her Walters. 

Ciara felt a bit scared at first, despite how safe she was. It was her first time sneaking out of the house in such a manner, hence the tension that took over her soul. 

Ciara sweated profusely due to how hot the road to the back door was. It was also dark because no one ever used that route to leave the house. 

Ciara had even forgotten that a route like that existed in the house until Walters used it the previous night. 

Ciara was already imagining the stress of Walters trying to escape using the back door. 

On Ciara's final route to escape, she heard a knock on the door, forcing her to a halt. The sound of the knock made her somewhat uncomfortable. 

 At first, Ciara ignored the knock coming from her room because she didn't expect her Father to show up in her room after everything that happened between them over the past few minutes. 

A few minutes later, the knock came again; this time, it was accompanied by a voice from Kelly. 

"Please open the door. I am sorry for what happened. You can have the keys now. I've realized my mistake that I hurt you, and I am ready to make amends again," Kelly pleaded forgiveness wholeheartedly. His voice was so loud that Ciara heard it from where she was. 

The apology from Kelly was strange in the ears of Ciara. 

It also made her rather uncertain about her decision-making policy. It was hard for her to tell if Kelly meant what he said or if he was playing a fast one on her.

After thinking it through, Ciara decided that it was best for her to leave. "I can't stay back and let him continue fooling me. It's time for me to leave. When I return, we will discuss the apology,'

Ciara was willing to give her father a chance, but her mind wasn't. There was a part of her that felt like Kelly was lying. 

The moment Ciara stepped out of the neighborhood, she felt relieved. She felt as though she just escaped from the kidnapper's Den. 

"I am never going to attempt this mistake ever again. What the fuck was I thinking? Damn! That was the craziest thing I've ever done in my life." Ciara blamed herself. 

But after a second thought, Ciara was pleased to take that bold step because she didn't see Kelly releasing the house keys anytime. 

Approaching the Main road to board a cab heading to the address Walter gave her, a car from behind drove past Ciara. 

It came this close to knocking Ciara off the ground. Thankfully, the driver was able to control the steering wheel and directed it to a different side. 

Ciara was stunned. 

She widened her mouth in a fly-catching position. 

"How did that happen?" She asked herself. 

"How did I go from escaping from my Father to the point where I almost got knocked off by a car?" 

Meanwhile, the car that nearly had Ciara knocked off halted right in the middle of the road. It was reversing to where Ciara stood.

 She hadn't moved an inch from where she was. The shock of being knocked off was still messing with her head. 

The return of the vehicle was more inciting to Ciara than surviving a death scare. She finally found the opportunity to unleash the beast inside of her on the man who got her knocked down. 

As the car approached further, Ciara thought of what to do. She imagined herself destroying the windshield with stone. However, she was scared that the case might turn out against her. Secondly, she won't be able to afford the windshield should that happen 

For those reasons, Ciara decided to depend on her utterances to fight for her. She was already rehearsing the nasty things she was going to say to the driver when he finally arrived. 

The car finally pulled over in front of Ciara. But this time, it didn't hit her. With a move too fast, Ciara rushed to confront the driver when a familiar face stepped down from the car. 

Immediately, Ciara retreated to rethink her decision. Seeing the person made her weak to the extent that she felt like walking away.