Chapter 2 Homeless: Impossible Survival

HOMELESS: IMPOSSIBLE SURVIVAL

Amy woke up the next morning, only to find out that she was so tired, she felt serious pain in her lower limbs. She sat up on the bed to blink off the sleep from her eyes. Then she noticed she was in a strange room.

Where could this be, she thought, she felt a hot breeze on her side as she turned to check who was beside her. She saw a man whose face and body was covered with a blanket, she couldn't see his face.

Meanwhile, she hurriedly lifted the blanket, only to see blood and she was also naked. She then realized she had slept with the stranger as the memories of last night replayed a bit in her head.

She was so ashamed of herself, she hurriedly fled from the bed as she tried to grab her clothes that lay torn on the ground. She was in a hurry to get out of the room, so she quickly picked up a jacket, which belonged to the man. She wore her skirt, picked up her bag and her phone as she rushed out of the room, with great intensity not turning back as she left the hotel in great pain.

She came out of the hotel,her mind kept on pounding in her chest. It seemed like it was still early as the road was not that busy, she was quite relieved though because she was not comfortable with what she was wearing at the moment. It made her look as though she was clothless, the jacket swallowed her, her hair was a total mess up. She was indeed looking mad.

She quickly stopped a cab and gave him her direction. The way the cab man looked at her made her feel disgusted, though she knew why. Because assuming she saw someone dressed the way she was dressed, she would consider the person mad.

She entered the car, the pain in her became more intense when she remembered that she had caught her boyfriend and step-sister in bed, and this was the main reason she had drunk herself to stupor, for that reason she had a one night stand with an unknown stranger. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she tried to hold them when she remembered she was in a cab. Questions started flowing through her mind about how she got into the room.

"How did I get into the room with that stranger?" she queried herself, as she tried to recall what had happened the previous night.

She could only remember that someone came to her and called her name, but she didn't know who the person was. She also remembered that the person held her and took her to a room. Her eyes were so heavy that she couldn't see who it was but she knew it was a young lady. She also remember that she heard someone slammed the door and said something like "Enjoy being raped." She bit her lip and she tasted a metallic taste of blood.

"Madam, we are here." She heard the cab man saying as it brought her out of her thoughts.

She paid the cab man and strolled inside the estate, her eyes brought out the tears she had tried to hold. She felt her body trembling, she found it hard to believe that everything was turning against her. She felt the ground should open up and swallow her.

The shame and embarrassment was too much for her to handle.She was scared of what her family would say If they found out what had happened, so she quickly wiped her tears and hurried up to the main building, so she would not be seen by her step mother or step sis or her father she wasn't in the mood to answer questions of why she had not come back last night. Unknowingly for her, something hot was awaiting her.

As she opened the door of the sitting room, she was about to sneak inside but was welcomed with the faces of the three people she didn't want to see this morning, not now.

"Good morning Dad," She said with a shaking voice, her body was already trembling, her heart was pounding faster this time.

"Good morning M.,. ,

"Save your greetings to yourself, and tell me where the heck you are coming from?" Mr. Richard her father roared, his voice echoed in the living room.

"Why weren't you home last night?" He thundered, without letting her give an answer to the first question he asked earlier.

"IIIiiiiiiii......" She wanted to talk but she found herself stammering instead.

" You what?" He roared again, this time his voice as loud as thunder.

"I went to see a friend who..." before she could finish the lie she was about to used to cover herself up

"Daaaaaaaaaaaaash..A heavy slap rested on her cheek from her father

"Hahhhhhhhhhhhh,.. she screamed and fell on the couch on the sitting room, her hands on her cheek as tears ran down her eyes.

"How dare you want to lie to me? you cheap coward that goes around the city sleeping with different men!" He sneered, not minding his words.

The statement her father made exploded like a bomb in her head, she was still on the ground shivering like someone that was caught up by a heavy rain. Her father took the phone from his so-called deadly daughter, Cassy.

"Can you explain this to me?" He shouted as he showed her the picture Cassy had taken the previous night.

Amy raised her eyebrows to catch a glimpse of what her father was showing her. Her eyes were blinking so fast, her mouth opened agape, she acted surprised as If she was not sure of what she had seen. She quickly remembered that she heard a familiar voice calling her and had taken her into a room. She also remembered the flash of light as though the person took a picture of her and the stranger. She didn't see Cassy at the hotel that previous night so how did she get the picture..... " Does it means it was Cassy that set her up?" she was still lost in thought when her father thundered.

"Wow!

"Wow!

"Wow! so you are speechless now right? He said still holding the phone close to her eyes for her to explain.

"Daddy I am sure Cassy set me uuuup." She said crying out loud, narrowing her eyes to where her step sister stood.

She could see the happiness in her eyes, but she was trying to act as though she was innocent .Cassy looked at her with a sly smirk. She has no doubt that Cassy was the one that set her up even if she hadn't seen her in the hotel. Her instinct just told her so.

"Daddy don't listen to her, she is lying. I was at home all day yesterday. My friend sent me these pictures toda.....yy as she felt down and weeped.

"How dare you accuse my daughter of setting you up? Are you not ashamed of yourself? You want to cover up your nonsense behavior rather than accepting it ehhhh? She sounded angry as If she wasn't aware of her daughter's evil act.

"I have been nothing but nice to you and your daughter, I accepted you as my mother, I respected you, but all I received from both of you all these years are hatreds, wickedness. I work as a maid in my own father's house. I overlooked all this and tried to please you both but you both keep on striving hard to bring me down. I caught this shameless daughter of yours with my fiancee having sex. You both are nothing but betrayals, selfish, wicked, ungrateful bitchs."

She was standing in front of her step mother and sister with the level of anger in her. Her blood was boiling, her words were being rushed, tears were streaming down her cheeks non stop as she said these words.

"How dare you speak to your mother like that? I don't have any words to say to you, but from now on you cease to be my daughter, pack your things and get out of my house!" Her father looked straight into her eyes as he said this with no emotions of feeling that she was his daughter. He stormed out and ascended the stairs without glancing back.

"This is what we wanted for so long now." Her step sis and mother said almost exactly the same time as they laughed out loud.

"Honey please she is just a child, you can't just chase her out, for just this one mistake." Her step mother followed her father up the stairs as though she wasn't just the one that said that is just what she wanted just now.

Amy stood there speechless when her father uttered that statement, her brain was still trying to process the statement. Her step sis was just laughing at her, she saw her call someone but she couldn't hear what she was saying.

Since her mother died, her father had married this heartless mother of hers and he had changed drastically. He now hated her for no reason, she had lived with enemies for years. She got up to her room, picked up her bag, some of her clothes, her passport and everything that seemed necessary and left the house in despair. Swearing not to ever come back again.