*** I kept the tiara on my dressing table and went through the pictures we took together. The pictures were really cute, I don't understand why things are a little complicated. I sighed tiredly and went to Simon's room. I took the clean bedsheet he claimed needs cleaning and made to leave when I saw him enter and lock the door behind him. My heart rate picked as I stared at him "I see my cousin is really into you." He circled around me. I stood still, afraid to move. "I'm going to tell Donald, I'll tell him" His eyes turned dark and gleamed wickedly. "Who would he believe? His maid who's stranger or his uncle by blood? I hadn't thought of it that way, he's right. Donald wouldn't believe me. I made a dash for the door and opened it quickly, making my escape. I can't stand another minute in the room, I was suffocating. One week and fifteen rapes after, I sneaked out of my room and visited a club for the first time in my life under the disguise of a thug.

Courtney I squared my shoulders and lifted my head "I need a gun" He laughed, the others following suite. I removed my hoodie letting my hair loose. He knows I'm a lady besides my hair is itching. I moved closer to his table and used my palm to hit the table. "See this mark in my neck?" I tilted my neck to side for him to see. "It's the result of rape." He clenched his fist immediately, the laugh died on his lips. I was angry now, how could they laugh at me. "In one week, he has raped me fifteen times. I don't want to feel helpless like I once did. This man kept me in a dark room since I was eight years old. I finally escaped when I was twenty" I couldn't stop the angry tears that streamed down my face " I thought I was free from the man that brutally killed my parents in front of a eight year old me. I was disgusted at myself for years, I don't want to feel useless again. I want to kill the bastard and put an end to all this, I want to avenge my pare

*** "Can't believe she didn't tell me anything from the onset." "Don't let her know I told you please, she might run away the "Sure Uncle, you can trust me" I stood up and left his room disappointed. Courtney I was so happy the most feared Drug Lord in the state was helping me, that I walked in through the front door instead of my room window, smiling happily. "Where are you coming from?" Donald asked, looking at me with an expression I thought would never been directed at me, anger and disgust. "Can't you answer?" Simon glowered at me. "None of your business" I replied calmly and went to my room. They're not going to kill my joy. What's with Donald anyway? I fell back on the bed, looking at the ceiling. I had done away with my disguise before I entered. I heard a knock on my door and sat up quickly "come in" I shouted to the person. "Can you quit glaring at me? What did I do this time to get you angry?" Donald has been standing on the door fram

Donald " One day, she told me she was pregnant, I begged her not to abort the baby, she killed my baby without an ounce of regret. She pleaded for you not to know anything too" Uncle voice kept resounding in my head as I made my way angrily time the drawing. Why I'm angry, I don't know but I have he right to be angry. It's a righteous anger. How could she? They even had the guts to have sex in my house under my roof! I brought out my phone and clicked on mum's number. She had always been my confider before I started hating her. I locked the phone and took out my drawing pen and board instead. Courtney is Nora! She's Uncle Simon's girlfriend, she's a liar. I started drawing, I looked at what I drew, it was Courtney. I removed the paper and tore it angrily. I replaced the paper, I got the same result again. Anytime I tried drawing, I draw Courtney with or without thinking about her. I stopped trying to draw and gave up. I slid down the wall with a heavy

Courtney It's over a week I met Div and almost a week I started receiving flowers which brightens my day. The flowers made me feel loved, knowing there's someone out there sending them to me. I started resisting Simon everytime he came to me, then he started bringing weapons as a means of threat. I still didn't find the heart to point a gun at him. One time, a text had entered my phone from Div. I wasn't surprised he got my number. 💬You don't want to do this, you aren't wicked leave it for me. He's not worthy.💬 I left his message on seen, afraid to let anyone die because of me. If Simon detects anything, I'm sure at least one of the gang members will be dead. Also, Simon has been trying to kill Donald at every chance he gets but I'm always one step ahead of him to stop his plan. I laid on the bed, trying really hard to sleep. Donald has been avoiding me like I'm some sort of plague. I understand him, he wants to believe his uncle and at the same time he