Note : this chapter contains scenes of violence 😊
     After the program I cried seriously not because I am sad or angry but what the man preached struck a sensitive part of me , I want to feel beautiful and loved  ,  I want to  make it a part of my every day life to make sure i make myself happy even in my unhappy times although I know  it won't be easy, I'm tired of always feeling unworthy .
   Walking down the road of the program leading us home i walked side by side with jidenna as we conversed totally lost in what the others were saying .
    " I guess people put their insecurities on others that's why ? " I replied to the question he had asked
" Yeah I guess " he replied
    " Is it easy though, being the son of the pastor " i asked , to be honest i always wondered what it'll be like to be the child of a pastor
  " You have no idea "  he said sighing
" Many people look up to you and have this expectation from you , expecting you to be perfect, uncorruptible and it's really difficult especially..." He's voice broke out and I noticed how his demeanor changed, this must really be a sensitive topic to him , i decided to change the topic randomly.
" Hmmm , ice cream or cake "
" Huh " he asked probably shocked at the change of subject, I truly know what it feels like not wanting to talk about how you feel , just like when my mummy is always trying to make me talk about my feelings even when I don't want to talk about it .
  " If you were to throw a birthday party which would you rather be gifted , ice cream or cake ? " i asked  offering a small smile
" Well , I guess cake " he replied
" Well I would prefer ice cream" I counterd.  " Why would you rather ice cream ? , it's a birthday party" he rhetorically asked laughing .
  " I would always love ice cream no matter the situation" I replied laughing back .
Suddenly it was as though a bulb struck as the others noticed us laughing
" What's making you guys laugh so much " Jazmine piqued, curiosity in her eyes , as the remaining two looked in our direction
" Ice cream or cake "
" It's depends on the situation though " jazmine replied thinking
" Like in a birthday situation" jidenna replied her
" Then cake it is " Jazmine said
" Yeah definitely cake, why would I choose ice cream in a birthday party" Rejoice replied,
Gasping I placed my hands playfully on my chest . " I chose Ice cream"
Rejoice mouth formed an oh as she shrugged not willing to change her answer
" I go with ice cream" Moses stated linking hands with me to show his support, " but it's a birthday p..." Jazmine started...
Squatted on the bathroom door Heritage winced in pain as the spirit came in contact with the blood on his belly using he's other free hand he grabbed the bandage from the sink groaning in pain as he bandaged his belly , he was not supposed to cry , not again, he is supposed to be used to the pain but nothing could make him used to this pain .
Walking into his room and squatting on the bedside he carried his phone from the bed as he dialed his mom's number, she picked after two rings
" Hello heritage" her voice was low probably worried as to why I called her by 1 in the morning
" Mom... H..e , dad's at it again" he  stuttered a little bit
   " What happened" her voice was very low than before barely above a whisper.
   " He texted me today..be..fore I went to school not to go anywhere and be home and then he..." He cried out as my voice broke, knowing fully well my mum knew the rest, it wasn't the first time he would do this and he is  afraid it  is not the last . He knew fully well this was going to happen when he texted him earlier but I guess he wanted to give it a benefit of doubt plus he  couldn't defile my father , If he  didn't obey him it would have been far worse .
" Baby can you hear me " my mum spoke
" Yes I can "   " okay I want you to get out of the place before he gets back . come to my house " she instructed
  " I can't , he locked me in my room.." and he couldn't complete the call as as heritage heard the locks to his room click , his heart raced as he swallowed in fear .
" Baby , baby can you, whose there..." But he couldn't reply as his dad flung the phone from his  hand . He watched as it crashed on the floor , Looking up he saw him angrily staring at him . He could feel  the alcohol stench from his mouth as he raised him  up close to him  .
  " So you reported to you mama shey , you can't even be a man " he laughed in  mockery as he flung him , heritage crawled backwards further more into the wall he winced as he's father brought out a whip ...
A/N at least we know why heritage couldn't make it to the teens program 😭😞😭.
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