Bound By Greed

The Weight Of Survival

"Please don't Take me inside.. please.."I begged Stephanie as I struggle with her.

"You're an Ingrate, and you deserve whatever that is played before you. My sister warned you not to accept him,but you went ahead and do so. Just go ahead and die." She seeth and began dragging me screaming her Mom's Name.

I began fighting with Stephanie.

I don't want them to know that I came back.

I was scared and I don't have any other place to go to.

Please she shouldn't do this to me.

My stepmother ran out and saw me fighting her daughter.

I paused but Stephanie didn't withhold her hold on me.

My gown have shredded in some parts.

As I gulp in fear.

The woman ran to me in rage.

She dragged my disheveled hair and threw numerous slap on my face.

I cried as she bombarded slap on my face.

"You Beast, after all that we have done to you, you still have the right to run away, huh!. You have the right to fight my Daughter". She yelled and Began dragging me in.

"Mummy deal with her, kill her if you can". That was Stephanie voice.

As I was Manhandled inside.

My heart couldn't keep on beating fast.

I caredless about the slap.

But the Baby, inside of me.

"See the i***t here". My stepmom announced as she threw me harshly to Micheal.

I stumbled and fell flately on his feet.

I quickly rise up and back away from him.

He was just sitting quietly on the new sofa in my father's parlor as he look at me.

I couldn't even look up to him.

I was scared that I didn't even notice the new changes in my father's house.

My father walk up to me.

He grabbed my hair, and drag me up.

SLAP!!

That was a powerful slap that sent two of my tooth out of my Gum.

I screamed and held on my already red cheek.

Crying profusely.

"Can you imagine this ungrateful thing". He rasp and made to slap me again.

I quickly shield my aching cheek.

"I'm sorry". I mumbled whilst crying.

I looked like a Mess.

"Please forgive me. I.. I just don't wanna go back to him". I cried and sniffed in tears.

"You don't wanna do what?!."my Father yelled and scoff at the same time.

"You're going back with him wether you like it or not. Your presence in this house is over. We don't need you and neither do we miss you". My stepmother castigated and I shook my head in admist tears.

"Please.. save me. He's maltreating me. I will die if I ever go back to him." I begged with a hoarse voice.

"Please Daddy,". I crawled to his feet.

My father kicked my hands off his leg.

"Don't ever touch me with that dirty hands of yours". He growled.

I pleadingly look at my stepmother.

"Please save me". I whispered in tears.

Micheal was unusually quiet.

He just watch me, and every movement I made.

I didn't spare him a glance, I was just pleading with my father to Save me from him.

"Young Man, I am.so sorry for the stupidity of this Bastard I had as a child. Take her and do whatever you wanna do to.her"

"No. No daddy no". I screamed in terror.

Without any further thinking.

I bolt to the door, and was being chased by my stepmother.

I ran away towards the Gate, screaming for help.

My stepmother caught up with me.

She drag my hair and began hitting me.

Witch

Idiot

Bastard.

I will make sure you die as your stupid mother do.

She dragged me inside again.

And locked the entrance door.

I was now kneeling at Micheal's mercy.

"I will do anything... I will do anything you want, But please,don't let me go with him. ". I pleaded looking at their faces with hope.

"r****d me back my money,and I will leave Her". Micheal said after much silence.

I looked at him and quickly avert my gaze to my father,with sincere hope.

"No. You can take her she's all yours. Do to her whatever you wanna do. She's yours and yours to be". My father said and my hope crushed.

"Daddy". I called with a shaky voice.

"Please I will work for the Money".

"Don't mind her, she's only blaffing"..my stepmother Interrupted me with a death glare.

Micheal scoff and stood up.

I began shifting back in fear as he walk to the exit.

"I will come back in 3 days time for my.Money". That was all he said before he left.

My father chase after him.

And my stepmother.

She began cursing me.

"You see what you have caused?. This Bastard. You're just a kill joy. I wished you die the moment you were hospitalized. Very ungrateful of you. You want us to be living in the mud. Huh?!" She fummed.

I slowly shook my head.

"I will work for the Money". I mumbled.

"You will work for the money". She mimick.

"You wanna work for 10 Million in just 3 days. Answer me this Bastard." She yelled.

At that moment,my father stepped in.

He picked whatever he's hands laid on and began heating me.

"You're a goner, and I will.make sure.i deal.with you before he comes back".

I cried weakly as he hit me numerous object.

Now I have a huge mark and swell on my body.

My hand couldn't stop shielding my Belle.

I was devastated.

I only wanted to protect myself.

I only wanted a peace of mind.

My stepmother went so far that she picked scissors and began cutting my hair.

I just sat at no one mercy as she cut off all my hair, living me so tattered.

I whimpered as she snatch my bag from.me.

She threw everything on the floor.

And the only bundle of cash remaining fell on the floor.

No strength to take the cash.

I just sat lifeless,and watch my stepmom claimed the cash.

My eye was already heavy.

My breathing was slower.

So weak and hungry.

My Belle growled and the worms bite the living daylight out of my flesh.

I stood up and staggered to the backyard, where I planted my orange.

It was ripe already.

I sat at a corner and began peeling it, licking the Oranges like my life depends on it.

And of course my life truly depend on the Oranges.

And it's my only Savior whenever I'm being starved.

Some of you might be asking why I still had to come back to my father's house.

Why I still have to come back to the person that sold me off.

The truth is?.

I don't have any other place to go to.

Neither do I have any other place to sleep.

I onl took 2 half bundles of cash from Micheal's drawer.

I only wanted to escape from him.

I Know I can tolerate being in my father's house.

I can't be raped here, neither will I be sexed brutally.

I Know I can be starved.

But at least I have a fruit that gives me strength.

I licked close to 15 Oranges and gain a little strength.

I sniffed and cleaned my lips with my torn gown.

I stood up and Began staggering to my mom's Grave.

I paused and look at my appearance in the mirror.

I looked so tattered and disheveled.

Some hairs are still in my skull.

Why some were shredded down.

I look like a Mad Woman that escaped a physchiatric hospital.

Nevertheless,I still walked weakly to my mom grave.

Her grave had grasses on it.

I sat down and began peeling the grass off it.

I did all that with tears in my eye.

The cracks on her grave line was still visible and there.

I smiled weakly as I peel off the last grass.

I lay on her grave with many things on my mind.

"Mummy". I called and sniff.

"I wish you're here to console me. I wish you're her to protect me. I wish you're here to pay my back and tell me Baby,it's gonna be okay. I.. I wish.. I wish". I cried and choke on my words.

My lips quivering in fear.

"I wish you're here to save me from the Mess I was placed into. I wish you're here to help me out just for once. Mummy I'm scared. I'm scared to be here all alone. I wanna stay with you..I just want to die and be with you forever. No more troubles, no more pains, no more tears, No more people calling me a Bastard, No more Torture.". I whispered as my hand gently massage her grave.

I slowly chuckled on remembering something.

" A Baby, Mummy I'm carrying A baby. If my father ever hear of this one, he will mock me forever. Just like they wanted it to be, im now pregnant just like you're. They called your child a Bastard child. So will they do the same to Mine". I wipe my Tears and smile.

"But guess what, I don't think my baby will ever live just like I live. He or she might die on the way because of too much pressure. I can't just welcome a baby on this cruel some life of mine. I know my birth ruined your life. And you left me to an early grave. I'm so sorry. I apologise for it."I mumbled drowsily.

My eye slowly giving way for a sleep.

And I slept off,on my mom's Grave.

****

Splash!

I shivered as my eye flew open but was blinded by the sunlight.

"Is that how you're going to pay the 10million?. To stay in this useless grave crying for what?. For money to fall from above. Huh!?." Stephanie questioned.

I slowly shook my head and staggered up.

I wiped the water on my face and began leaving.

"Where are you going to, you prostitute!". She cursed.

"To look for Money. I want to look for Work so as to pay off the money". I mumbled and walked out of the compound.

I walked like a lost sheep.

Looking for any menial job so as to pay off .

At least,if I gather up to 10,000 it's okay for a start.

People were looking at me like I'm Mad woman.

I ignored their look, going to one farm or the other helping out with some work and gathering a little money.

People gossiped a lot about me.

But I smiled at them.

I branched to a restaurant and bought a little food for myself.

I went to a corner and ate in solid hunger.

People will think that I am a begger.

Cos of the way I eat in a rush.

My stomach growled welcoming the food.

At the end of the day, I gather only 5000.

It's a good start right?.

I know that I can't be able to pay 10million in just 3 days.

But 5000 for a start is okay.

I continued doing this till I came across A hotel.

The name of the hotel is BROWN SUGAR.

They employ girls that can be able to satisfy their customers.

And they pay a very huge amount.

Like for a round is 50k .

It's a hotel for rich men.

And all the girls working there look so classy.

I have gathered up to 10,000 for Micheal's Money.

And its still poor and small.

I needed at least a bigger amount.

Joining them won't be a crime.

Especially when I'm no longer a virgin.

Not like I have a husband or any body in mind.

I'm just going to work for my money.

But the main issue is my Baby.

How will it cope with constant s*x.

I can't just welcome a baby to my incomplete life.

I can't just suffer the child.

I know whatever I'm thinking is so bad.

I know I'm making a wrong decision.

But don't care about it.

I have to remove the baby.

I have to request for a work in that hotel.

I have to pay off Micheal so as to live a good life.

🌬️ Why not run away, and never come back to that House. You can still lounge there and be gathering your money. 🌬️

Depression is a disease.

I did as my subconscious said.

I ran away from home.

On the 3rd day.

I took my bag to the hotel and apply for the work.

Instead of being homeless.

At least, I need some money.

To take care of myself and...

I held my Belle.

I shouldn't abort my baby.

At least,I now have a work to do.

I'm sorry baby, but Mom got no other choice.