Chapter 7
#Lily’s POV#
The next morning after doing my regular morning routine, I got a call from Abi’s teacher telling me to come immediately. I was puzzled, what could the be happening? I already took her to school two hours ago.
“Why so soon? the school isn’t closed yet, is it?”I asked.
“No, it’s not. I just need you to come immediately. You’ll get to know the reason when you arrive ma’am”
“Sure then. I’ll be there in ten. I hope it’s worth it”
“Yes it is. Thanks for honouring my summon Mrs. Magnus” The teacher said, I ended call and grabbed my purse ready to set out for Abi’s school.
I got to the school, the teacher directed me to the headteacher’s office. Abi was there standing with guilt on her face, as soon as I saw the silly expression on her face, I knew I was in for it big time. Betty was standing beside Abi.
“Good day Mrs. Magnus” the head teacher said as she pointed at the chair warmly gesturing to me to sit. I sat.
“Good day Ma’am. I got a call, why so urgent?” I asked.
“We’re sorry for summoning you out of the blue. We know it was uncalled for but so it is was to us also, please forgive our manners. We just got to know something you also need to know as the mother of Abi”
“Okay go on”
“I see you’re in a fragile condition, so you shouldn’t panic about what we’re about to tell you”
“Sure. I won’t”I said before taking deep breathes.
“Well, here it goes…. Your daughter was found mol£st!ng Betty in the bathroom. She had never done that, I think it’s just an attitude she recently came up with”
“What?! No, no, no!!”I denied as I shook my head vigorously.
The head teacher chuckled for a bit before she continued, “she also told her teacher ‘fvck you’ and blurted out some illicit words”she paused for a while giving me a chance to speak but I couldn’t say anything as all my strength was being sucked up as I tried not to cry, it took every fibre of self control in me not to burst out crying. She resumed, “I know it’s difficult for you to admit, that’s why we kept the footage for you”
I finally found the strength to speak, “show me then! I need evidence! Prove it!! If I find out it’s a lie, trust me I’ll make you all suffer for false accusation!!”
She smiled at my courage, “be calm Mrs. Magnus”she said before giving me her MacBook to me.
I watched the footage closely. The head teacher wasn’t lying to me. I couldn’t still believe so I watched further. My daughter was a l£sb!an at the tender age of 5!!! I couldn’t take it anymore, this heartbreak was just too much for me to handle. Why does it have to be me going through all these challenges. Yes, I heard life comes in phases, the smooth phase and the challenging phase but why was mine filled with only challenging phase. Even my childhood was a mess with no parents.
I lived with my grandma who died when I was just 14 so I had to live on the streets till an orphanage found me and looked after me, though there was a lady in charge of the kids, she would always bully me and make me do the chores they pay her for, she would starve me and beat me up at the yard in the middle of the night and if I made any sound or attempt crying aloud to wake anyone, she would even beat me more. I lived there for 3 years till a sweet couple adopted me. I was excited about escaping from the hands of the cruel lady not knowing I got myself into another trouble; my supposed new father was a monst£r, he would mol£st me every chance he had, especially when his wife wasn’t home, he would strip me n@k£d and r#p£ me brutally, he was the jerk that took my v!rg!n!ty. It got to some point, my pelvis almost shifted from its place. I endured for another 3 years until I found Leo who was all caring and loving until we got married, he completely changed into something else. I thought he was just in a bad mood for some years, not until it became worse. He wasn’t there when I was in the maternity ward struggling for my life and Liam’s. I hoped he would change but I only realised it was over when he blamed me for giving birth to a girl when I gave birth to Abi.
Who do I tell all that?
Who cares about me enough to listen to my story or should I say vulnerability?
Who gives a damn about Lily?
Who loves Lily? Not even my first child, Rory. Not even my husband. Even Liam doesn’t, it’s all pretence. Abi’s way too young to give a fvck about Momma!
Who do I explain all these to?
Who would be willing to be my shoulder to cry on? Only the pillows.
Who!!! I don’t even have a single friend then who!!
Tears glimmers in my eyes and streamed upon my eyelids before pouring down uncontrollably. I couldn’t take it anymore but giving up was not an option, suicide was invalid for the sake of me kids.
Oh Lily, what kids? Is it the kids who don’t give a damn about you?!!….
