CHAPTER 1
Fiona's Pov
"Where's this bitch of a child"? "Fiona"!!!
I quickly left the floor i was scrubbing and ran to the sitting room.
"I'm right here" I said and immediately bowed my head before she would say anything else.
"Where the hell were you? Didn't you hear me calling you"?
"I'm sorry, I was scrubbing the floor".
"Don't tell me you haven't made lunch yet"
"I asked Caroline to help me out, there was alot of chores to be done and i couldn't even attend lectures today ". I replied hurriedly.
"Who cares if you attended lectures or not? And why the hell would you ask my daughter to cook for you in the first place "?
"Mrs Valerie, I didn't ask her to cook for me, I just asked her to help with lunch".
The next thing i felt was a hard slap across my face, I had seen it coming, I mean this wasn't the first time something like this would happen. I looked up and saw Dad at the entrance. Tears welled up in my eyes as she hurriedly went to him.
"Oh honey, Fiona is being rude to me, I was asking her why she told Caroline to cook for her when she knew my poor baby was sick and she started yelling at me".
I watched as Dad looked at me with some kind of angered expression, as usual he believes her.
" Fiona, how many times do i have to tell you to have some respect for my wife? Whether you like it or not she's now your mother. Is this a way to treat your mother"?
"She can never be my mother, she doesn't even have the qualities of being a mother. Why do you always side with her? Can't you see the way she's treating me"?
"Enough Fiona"!!!
"You promised mom that you'd always love me and take care of me, but I'm a slave in my own father's house"!!
"Hey, don't try to manipulate my husband, what you did was wrong and you expect me not to caution you? Go to your room"
I just watched as Dad expression fell, she was manipulating him and turning him against his own daughter.
"You heard her Fiona, go to your room".
I immediately left and slammed my bedroom door, flinging myself on the bed as i cried. Why did you have to go mom? Death should have taken me along with you!! Dad doesn't even love me or care anymore, everyone's rejected me. I sobbed the more as all the old memories with mom flooded my head.
"Fiona!!! Wake up you....filthy thing"
My head suddenly felt heavy as i slowly opened my eyes. I must have slept off while sobbing.
"Dad asked me to call you...bitch"
I looked up and saw the spoilt brat busy with her phone chewing some gum. Like mother like daughter. She hissed and went away seeing that i was awake.
I went to the bathroom and washed my face before heading downstairs. Everyone was already seated eating already.
"What took you so long? Come sit, your mom has made us dinner, the least you could do is to eat and thank her".
"I'm not hungry Dad".
"Well, i already served you already, don't let it go to waste. Get your butt here and eat"
Dad watched as Valerie and i stared at each other, I knew if i walk away I'd be in big trouble, once Dad goes out she'd beat the hell out of me but i was tired of all this shit!
"Well, don't just stand there young lady come eat". Valerie added.
"Don't act all nice Valerie, you and i know how bad you treat me when my dad isn't at home. You can continue fooling him but I've had enough ".
"Fiona, can you just stop"!!! Dad yelled.
"No Dad!!! I won't, I don't even know who you are anymore. I don't even want to call you Dad, I wish mom was here instead".
I quickly ran upstairs shutting my door and began packing my stuff, I can't take this shit anymore and i wasn't going to take it no more. I raised my mattress up taking the cash under and hid it in my pants. I placed my bag inside the wardrobe and sat like nothing happened. Dad suddenly walked into my room looking around like he suspected something.
"Fiona, I don't know what have gotten into you that you've decided to behave this way, I mean it's been six years since your mom passed away and we can't change the past. This should be the last time you talk to Valerie rudely. Understood "?
"Trust me Dad, it's the last time" I replied not looking up.
"As punishment, I'll have to lock you in your room, think about what you did and first thing tomorrow morning, you'll apologise"
"Dad, I'm no longer a child"
"I'm sorry but you gave me no choice". He said and locked the door.
Panic set in as i frantically scanned the room for an escape route, just then my eyes darted to the windows. I quietly took my bags and gently tossed it out the window before climbing out.