Chapter 2 2

Hailey's POV.

"How dare you talk to mother that way?" Brenda yelled as she pushed past me after slapping my face.

"Why?" I asked as I held my bruised cheeks with tears trickling down my face.

"Why did you do that?" I sobbed.

"Why is she yelling anyways?" Brenda asked Mother.

"I don't know." My mother shrugged.

"What do you mean you don't know?" I cried.

"You signed me off to be a sex slave!" I screamed in pain.

They both paused, took one good look at me and went back to what they were doing.

I was stunned by their lack of reaction.

"I was sexually violated." I whispered but they heard it anyways.

"So you had sex, what's the big deal?" Brenda shrugged and Mother nodded in agreement.

"I don't understand why you were keeping it anyways." She added.

"Always acting like a saint." Brenda hissed.

"Wh-" I stuttered unable to form words.

"If that's what you need to do to help our family, shouldn't you gladly do that?" Brenda spat at me.

"How can this help our family?"

"Doing something so evil, how can I possibly be happy?" I cried.

"Do you deserve any happiness?" She said in a half yell.

"Do you think you deserve to be happy"She asked again, not giving me the opportunity to defend myself.

"Mother!" I called, ignoring Brenda's cruel words.

"Shut up!, you useless rotten dented girl!, all you need to do is try not to wound up pregnant with a bastard." She ranted, sounding frustrated that I had distracted her from her tv show.

As she yelled, my head felt fuzzy and hazy due to all that has happened so far.

"You live here for free, eat my food and yet you can't do this little act,if it's for livelihood, it doesn't make you a whore!" She continued to yell and I was fear stricken, unable to speak.

I was crying the whole time she spoke and my voice was inaudible.

"Always acting innocent and yet you're a snake." She mumbled and finally stopped.

"Get out from my sight!" She snapped.

"Are you deaf?" She yelled and I nodded in response and made to leave.

However, as I stood in the corner of the living room, I realised that there was no way I could get through to these people.

My mother continued to munch on her churros and Brenda was actively working with her phone.

They didn't care about my feelings.

All of these things didn't matter to them.

There was no point of me standing here and explaining my misfortune.

I need to leave.

I took one look at them and walked out of the living room, going to my room immediately.

Why did I want them to love me so desperately?

Why was I always seeking validation from people who wouldn't hesitate to throw me under the bus when push comes to shove?

I need to get out of here.

I looked around my room, grabbing any bag I could find.

I placed a few clothes and some basic necessities like my toothbrush and some body wash into the bag as well.

I can't go back to club M.

I need to escape, for my sake.

I've always dreamed of finding love and settling down with one person who would treat me right. If I leave now, I still have a better chance at that happening but if I stay, I might not get a second chance.

Holding my bag in my arms, I stepped out of my room and into the living room.

Neither Brenda nor my mother looked up from what they were doing and I was grateful for that.

Its time they sort out their problems themselves.

I'm done helping them.

Unfortunately, my escape was shortlived because as soon as I stepped out of the house, I was confronted by a group of men.

I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me that they were from club M, I could see the club's insignia on their shirt already.

However, I still chose to play dumb.

"Excuse me." I mumbled and tried to walk pass them but one of them dragged me back.

"Where do you think you're going?" The one who dragged me back scoffed.

"Who are you and what do you want from me?" I tried to sound bold but my voice failed me and I trembled in fear.

"Let's save the pleasantries for later, you have to come with us." Another person said.

"No!" My refusal was so firm even I couldn't believe myself.

"No?" He scoffed.

"Hailey Orlando, do you want us to do this the hard way or the easy way?" He asked as his eyes bore into mine.

"I.... L-let m-me go" i stuttered, still trying to put up a front despite the fact that I knew that there was no way to escape from this.

"The hard way it is then." He smirked.

The last thing I remember was getting smacked across my neck before I blacked out.