Chapter 001
Chicago 10:00pm
Lillian's POV
I heaved a sigh of relief as I finally serve the last customer. Today was hectic… scratch that everyday of my life always start with hectic works and usually end with a bad day or even worse,in summary my life is a total mess.
Finally I'm done with work, I cleared up the cafeteria and made to lock the shop when I feel a sharp pain from my stomach "Fuck how can I miss the date" Menstruation at it again .
Menstrual Cramps is always stock with me even as much as I hate it, It still lock around me every once in a month with I detest so much.
I guess it's my Aunty twin cause they are just synonymous…. Evil and Wicked .
I locked up the cafeteria and made to leave when I heard a voice … Not a voice … Voices. How worse can today get .
It's the voices of my Auntie Concubines.
Not only my Auntie is evil and wicked, she is also lazy and she's a whore.
In summary my Auntie is useless.
"Hy Kiddo" The shortest Amongst them said.
They are actually 3 , All looking drunk, old and ugly . I wonder how my Auntie cope with them , well that's her problem ….. they are all useless After-all. "Hy little girl " the second man called when I didn't answer the first man .
I made to leave ignoring their call but the third man decided to be unfortunate and drag me by cloth.
It happened so fast .. I took a deep breath in and out , Mumbled a fast prayer to myself and boom He his flying on the Air. I sent him a flying kick and runway away.
CHICAGO 10:40pm
Mary's POV( Lilian's Aunty)
I received a call from my customer and it was a report …. A report of Lilian, she beat up my customer and landed one of them in the hospital .
Lilian is nothing but useless . Since her parent died I decided to adopt her but she is nothing but a trouble maker.
Can't I just stay at home and rest while she bring money home Afterall not that her parent was useful when they were alive .
I'm just helping her cause she is an orphan.
Mary was still fuming with anger while waiting for Lilian when the door finally opens revealing Lilian .
Lillian's POV
I got to my Auntie's house and meet her at the door fuming with Anger as expected . One of her concubines must have called her and told her what happened and also spicing it up with big lies.
It's their normal routine.
I greeted her and made to leave when he suddenly pulled he back.
"You poor rat what did you do to my customer this time " she asked
"Your customer or your concubines" My inner voice said in my head but I dare not to say it out .
I still wonder why she Addresses her concubines as her customers…. Maybe she is not proud of herself, her Concubines or what she's doing .
Her Angry voice snapped me back from my thoughts " Poor rat I am talking to you" she said.
This time I gave her a boring look. Deep down I am boiling with anger. But I know better to keep quite .
"Auntie I'm sorry " I said instead.
Lillian You ungrateful bitch …. I feed you, cloth you and do everything for you. Since your loser parents decided to get themselves burnt with their properties…. I've been catering for you. Your only duty is to go and work at my cafeteria and bring money home but it's always a problem for you .
Mary brought out a whip and started using it on Lillian who just stood unfazed while the whip hit her hard.
Lillian's Room
When Mary was done lashing out on me she dismissed me but not without Assigning loads of work to me, It's usual tho.
I stare at the mirror looking at my once beautiful skin. I miss my parents.
Just 2 years ago life was rosy for me and my family until the saddest day of my life. Our house caught fire accidentally and my parent burnt down with the house.
Since them I've been stock with Mary.Working at her Cafeteria (where she sells coffee) while she stays at home sleeping with her concubines.
Mary vow never to work since I came to the house, she said I should be the one doing the whole work House chores, Bringing money home and all works in general. She said it's a means of paying her for Housing me .
My reflection on the Mirror stare back at me . Bruised covered my skin but it doesn't matter, what matters is leaving this house
Right from the very first day I step into this hellish house, I have decided to leave the house.
But Michigan city is not an easy place to survive When you are homeless.