Chapter 9 The past five years

Chapter 9

Sam Pov

I can't help but ask the world. Why among so many people in the world why me? Why, out of so many people in the world, why am I the only one who has experienced this? With so many people in the world, why did all this happen to me? I kept asking that question in my mind, to myself and to the world, but I didn't get an answer.

It's been five years but it's still fresh to me. It's been five years but everything seems like yesterday. I will never forget what happened to me 5 years ago. Every time I fall asleep, every time I close my eyes, I remember nothing but the past five years. It was not easy for me. I want to forget but how? If every time I close my eyes I remember again.

I was raped!

I was raped again and thrown into the river. I was chased again and again before I was dumped. The difficulty. What happened was difficult for me. I will never ever forget.

I was in the hospital for three years due to trauma. I lived in the hospital for three years because of trauma. I was an idiot for three years, screaming every time I remembered what happened and lost myself. I stayed in the hospital for three years to recover. What I went through was not easy for me. Everything that happened to me in five years I will never forget.

I immediately wiped my tears when I heard the door to my room open and close. I kept looking at the veranda while feeling the cool breeze that greeted me. I didn't look at the person who entered because I knew who it was.

"You are crying again?." it said and leaned on me. He immediately put the nightgown on me. My eyes stayed on the rising buildings with various lights. I looked at the sky. It's nice to watch the stars shining in the sky.

I miss you Austen!

Next, my tears flowed when I remembered my son. I miss my son so much. How is that? I hope my mother doesn't neglect that. I hope they at least take care of my son. I remember my son every time I look at the stars. My tears began to flow. My heart aches when I remember my son.

I immediately felt someone's hug behind me. My tears flowed more and more. My child. I miss my son so much. I miss Austen so much. I miss you so much my son. My tears began to flow.

"stop crying, I'm here" she whispered

Zoe Celestine Vercase

Thank god I'm alive. I felt Aunt Zoe's hug on my back. He helped me, he saw me in the river, he was with me during my recovery. He spent all my hospital bills. He helped me with everything. I'm still lucky somehow.

"When do you want to go back to the Philippines?" it whispered to me causing me to stop. I will take my son. I will take austen and make people pay for what they did to me. They will pay and I will make sure they go to jail for life "as soon as possible" I said coldly while wiping my tears. wait for me austen, mommy will pick you up.

Sam Pov

After our conversation with Aunt Zoe, I fell asleep immediately even though it was difficult to sleep. My past kept bringing me back. I will never forget that incident. I also woke up the next day because of my noisy alarm clock. I got up and went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. Every time I see my body, I can't help but remember their rough hands holding me everywhere, their disgusting lips on my body.

I immediately went out of the bathroom and put on my beige tube midi dress which almost covered my body up to my knees. I put on my sunglasses and hat then I went out of my suite. I live in a hotel here in Paris owned by Aunt Zoe. Auntie has her own mansion here but I chose the hotel because I can see the shining stars and tall buildings here.

I immediately entered the Van and Migz exposed himself to me. I closed the door before I took my sunglasses and hat, thank god no one recognized me. migz is my assistant. We are going to a restaurant here in Paris to talk about my case and the good news that Yna, who is also Aunt's assistant, is saying

"how was ur sleer? Did u not cry?" Migz who is gay immediately opened up to me. He immediately ordered the driver to leave. I leaned on the backrest of the chair and looked at Migz

"it's okay." my short answer. Migz didn't say a word. I just looked out the window while thinking of my son. How is that? Is he 10 years old? Five of his birthdays I was gone. My tears were welling up but I didn't let them fall. It still hurts. It hurts so much.

We reached the restaurant immediately. I looked at it and saw a lot of people. I put my sunglasses and hat back on before I went out followed by Migz who was behind me.

"there's a lot of people here, good thing you wear ur sunglasses and my hat but a while ago it was crowded by your fans." he whispered as we entered the restaurant. A woman immediately greeted us.

"VIP room please." migz spoke. We were immediately ushered to the VIP room. The woman stared at me for a long time, causing me to look away and enter immediately.

Aunt Zoe immediately exposed herself to me and she was sitting on the wide sofa while looking at a magazine. I took off my sunglasses and hat before I kissed them and went straight to the same sofa. I leaned back and closed my eyes.

"I'm hungry, let's order food." I heard migz say. They are also from the Philippines who just came here to Paris for business and work.

"What?" I heard Migz say in shock, causing me to open my eyes and look at them with raised eyebrows when I saw that their eyes were on the magazine. I held out my hand to Migz because I wanted to see what was in the magazine. Aunt Zoe nodded and signaled to give it to me.

"your ex hushband is already engaged"

So?

I took the magazine Migz was holding and looked at it. I opened it and saw sofia and kiel holding hands while sitting on the couch. This is my interview, I didn't do anything wrong. They are both smiling. I opened it again and I was exposed to the picture of their hand with a ring and the picture of Sofia sitting on Kiel's lap.

I returned the magazine to them and leaned back on the backrest of my sofa where I was sitting. They watched me and waited for my reaction. I didn't show emotion.

"good to know, they suit each other by the way." I said calmly. Perfect match, both heartless. They shrugged and so did I. I don't know what's wrong with them. All I care about is getting my son and making my rapist accountable. I grinned secretly. After a while, the food they ordered also arrived at the same time as the arrival of detective Castro, who handled my case in the Philippines where I was raped. It came in right away and our eyes met right away. It was met by Aunt and then by Migz.

"goodmorning, i'm sorry i'm late" said the detective. Aunt just nodded and said it's fine. They sat down and the detective was on the same sofa as me. I watched it and couldn't hide the denial that he's hot and sexy. Just like Kiel. I shook my head when I remembered that man.

I looked away. Ever since my parents kicked me out, I've forgotten them too. I only have Austen left so I have to get my daughter. He is the only one left with me and I will not let them take my son away.

"how was the case detective" Aunt Zoe spoke immediately because she knew I was still affected by what happened to me. I almost want to blow my head off so I can forget.

"Still under observation, we didn't find any evidence. What they did was clean." aunt nodded. I kept looking at aunt. My grip on the edge of my sofa tightened as I remembered everything. Everything. I remembered again. That's an ugly feeling.

"how about you Ms. Vercase? Did u remember the face or did you see anything on thier body to prove it" I turned to Castro when he asked me. Ye's i am not perez anymore. I am now taking Aunt's last name.

"nothing, my eyes are closed so I can't see them but the voice. I recognize their voice." I dare say. I was stunned for a while. I can recognize their voices. The detective nodded.

"When you suspect something, don't hesitate to tell me" I nodded at the detective's answer. His phone rang causing him to stand up and answer the call. People here took a deep breath after that conversation with the detective.

I took a magazine again and the picture of my family, Kiel's family, sofia and kiel exposed me. They were all standing except sofia and kiel who were sitting on the sofa.

My heart ached because they didn't even consider my son as family. My grip on the magazine tightened because I couldn't imagine my son in pain.

To Be Continued..