Fearful Feelings

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and dining hall gleamed with polished marble floors and glittering chandeliers, the air thick with the aroma of rich Italian cuisine. I usually do

almost colliding with each other as they made arran

y notorious drug trafficking gang, has shown likeness in my

e dishes Zack" I yell

r esteemed visitors arive before you begin to get dresse

honestly do not share in the excitement. I do not know what kind of parent would

she just has to pretend to be happy, and accept our par

denly we heard the gates been opened, and thes

e finally here" I w

p in Pamela's countenace. She

is introduction dinner? Can't I just run aw

re was another way out of this, but running away is not the solution. You know how crazy p

hat have I done to deserve this trea

with you every step of the way, I wa

airs, to get the evening started. As we approached the living room, I told Pam to return b

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essed impeccably in a tailored suit, he exuded power and confidence, his eyes ablaze with inte

ping his hand in a firm handshake. "Joseph, you always know how to mak

a shy smile of mine, I instantly wished for the ground to swallow me up. "Mr Bow

room droned on. Suddenly I zoned out and I could h

n't the daughter or family member of one of th

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ered like a leaf in the corner, were still fresh in my mind. I

tained with b

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he present by the loud

at my throat tightened and

d what my father is forcing my sister to do. It was as though the walls of the living room were closing up around me and I was going to

into him; my fut

new he was the one. It had to do with his smell; anytime he was near, I couldn't help but

eep baritone voice in

creaming for me to turn around and flee back to where I had come from, b

e said, bringing my

ting blue eyes looking down at my face. I was instantly than

n and you scared me." I said lamely, ex

ke that to our guests. Now come back here

st him, my breasts

t you hear me?

throat and all, fled past the foyer and into the kitchen. It was probably just my being ov

pped up in your room all day my sweet girl" m

me 'sweet girl' in a while and I just thought maybe it was because

nt to be alone." I told her, standing

tch in the kitchen that sometimes I thi

she always acted like she was some ordinary woman and married to a farmer. She always paid no mind to

d off matters that should have been of utmost concern. Matters like my papa's a

s attention to it, she had merely shrugged and ushered m

not to my hearing and I was angry at her for days until I realized it was her own w

ngry at you." She said, glancing in my direction befo

ays angry at me and so it wasn't a new thing. I wondered why

ig deal anymore. I am sure he is even angrier

alk? No wonder the

pulled again, Uhn? After w

de sure to tell everyone who cared to listen that I was ruined and soiled for life. What he failed to mention was that he had tortured and murdered the boy

call his screams and pleas for mercy as my p

ng my precious daug

the dissected mess that was once the boy. I was shivering by the time I got home and

d not speak for days and when I finally did... when my senses finall

urning to my room." I told her and walked away but n

en over a year, I thou

’s son or for how he is treating Pamela by forcing he

rything he has done and is doing, is to protect you and yo

into him again but this time I was able to stop m

ere." I told him, glancing up to his

d think you are running into me on purpose." H

s, this was one dangerous man, and some part of me is kinda