Chapter 3
1088 Words
Eve's Pov:
I don't know how I reach home. Nor do I know how many times I fell down stumbling while coming home. I just know that the ache in my chest just won't go away. It's too much to take.
I open the door with shaking hands and get inside.
Everything is blurry as I stumble inside. My legs feel like jelly as I walk inside unsteadily.
A few voice comes to my ears as I make my way to the living room.
"Eve?" Mom asks, getting up from the sofa.
"Mommy?" I say leaning my body against the small door frame. Why does my body feel so heavy?
"Oh, my dear child, where were you? It's so late now. I was worried about you." Mom says, coming towards me and caressing my hair.
My heart overwhelms with a heavy feeling as she affectionately pats my hair. Growing up with their complete ignorance and coldness, even this act seems like a luxury to me.
I look at her through my heavy eyelids, and my eyes start to burn, seeing her worried face.
Tears fill my eyes, and I let out a sob hugging her.
"Mommyyy!" I say, swaying slightly as I hug her.
However, the hug doesn't last and her warmth is snatched from me soon.
"Eve!" She breaks the hug forcefully and drags me inside the living room.
I almost stumble and fall as she drags me.
Suddenly, I open my heavy eyes and see dirty rough shoes.
Who the hell is wearing shoes inside the house? I work so hard to clean the house every day!
I look up and see a large bulky man. His face is full of scars and moustache. His eyes are looking at me with something that makes my skin crawl.
Lust.
Being a girl, I am quite familiar with this look, and every time, it makes me disgusted.
I try to sober up a little and glare at him. However, he smirks and looks at me from head to toe. Behind him are three men who are also looking at me mockingly.
I feel so naked and uncomfortable under their gaze.
They are wearing jackets and chains around their neck like some local goons. And the wicked looks on their faces can't give away more of their malicious intentions. A shiver goes through me because of their gaze, and I start to sober up a little.
I move behind mom to hide from their malicious eyes.
"Mom, what are these ugly people doing in our house?" I ask gripping her dress in my fingers.
"What the hell did you say b***h!" That man who was looking at me says coming forward looks offended. His nose is scrunched up in anger.
Oh, and he is bald too.
Tskkk, what a comical person.
Before I can say anything, a hard hand meets my cheeks. Already struggling to stand straight on my feet from being drunk, I fall straight down on the ground from the impact.
My ears ring for a few seconds, and it takes me some time to actually understand what the hell just happened .
"You b***h! How dare you call others ugly with that witch like face of yours?!" Dad roars, kicking my back. I fall on the hardwood again.
It hurts!
"Enough, don't harm that body. After all, it's going to bring us money." A wicked voice says, and I blink a few times before looking up.
My body freezes as that man's words register. What did he mean by that?
"What?" I ask, looking up at those strangers.
Those man snicker and laugh. "Little girl, you see your parents here took money from us last year. It's been a whole year, but they still couldn't give us back our money."
I get up clumsily while hissing in pain and look at my father, who is looking at me with hatred and rage, and then at my mother, who is looking away guilty.
I frown looking at them. An ominous feeling is rising in my chest.
"And what has that got to do with me?" I ask, stepping back from them involuntarily.
"What does it got to do with you? Huh! Of course, it has everything to do with you. Your parents are selling you to us to repay their debt." That man says, and my whole world comes crashing.
My body freezes as I look at that man wide eyed.
"M - mom what the hell is he saying!?" I ask my mom, who is looking anywhere but at me.
"Why are you asking your mother? Didn't he tell you already?" Dad says, glaring at me.
"I am your daughter." I say, not believing that they would stoop this low.
Yes, they might have never cared for me, loved me, shown me affection, or behaved well with me, but still, I AM THEIR DAUGHTER, FOR GOD's SAKE!
"Exactly! Now be a good daughter and please them with your body to repay our debt!" Dad says, clutching my arm and shoving me in that man's arms.
I stumble, falling into that man's chest straight. I try to get out of his clutch but before that other mans come and tie my hand behind my back .
"N - no! Leave me alone! What the hell are you guys doing? Leave me!" I say, trying to get out of their clutches.
My heart is drumming in my chest as I look at my parents, who are looking at me coldly as if looking at a stranger.
"Mom, dad! Tell them to free me! How can you guys do this to me? I am your daughter for god's sake!" I say crying.
"Shut up, before I smack you hard enough to make you pass out!" The bald man says gripping my hair.
"Eve, don't resist. Be good and go with them. It's not that bad. You are our daughter after all. You should do this much for us." Mom says looking at me as if she looking at a stranger .
My eyes get teary as I look at her cold face, and suddenly, she smiles.
I groan in pain as that man grips my hair tightly and pulls it.
"No! M - mom! Mom, save me!" I try to call her but suddenly a cloth covers my mouth and nose.
My eyes are filled with tears as I look at my parents, who look completely unbothered with what's happening in front of them.
And then everything turns black.
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