Chapter 4 :- Victoria Faith Wild (P.O.V)

"Okay. I will come." How can I say no to her when whatever she is saying is true; lately I haven't been to her house and had the cookies that her mum makes cause my parents are home early to make my life miserable.

We will see what happens. Okay?

Yes. I said a little unsure because we both know what will happen. For now, we will enjoy the moment I have with people who love me.

After school, I and Jess reached her home. The moment I entered the door I was tackled down by TEACUP. He is the cutest dog I have ever seen in my life. He is so adorable and he also has the whitest fur I have ever seen. He was continuously licking my face and was conveying that he had missed me. I laughed and said, "Okay Teacup, I missed you too; and sorry I couldn't visit you." I then picked him up and made my way inside her home or should I say inside a freaking mansion. I like her house because you get a homely feeling; unlike my house. It's pretty big; It's shaped like a rectangle. I then saw Mrs. Campbell coming towards us.

"Hello, Veronica. How are you darling? The last you visited was months ago. What happened?" Mrs. Campbell asked me.

"Hello, Mrs. Campbell. I am fine mam. Sorry for not visiting. It's just we all have been busy with assignments, lectures, and homework; so couldn't meet you."

"Mum; we both are going to my room. Please send some snacks. Okay?" said Jess.

"Yaa. I will send the snacks and Veronica. I have made your favorite cookies specially for you."

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Campbell."

We made our way towards the second floor where Jess's room is. The whole second floor is fully occupied with her room. The middle of the room is occupied with a large bed. To the right of the entrance is the closet and to the left is her luxurious bathroom. Her room is closed in light pink, unlike the whole house within the chiffon white color.

"What do you think Vi, how will Kell's date go?" Jess asked the moment we lay on the bed staring at the ceiling.

"Don't know, But I just pray that it goes well."

"Yaa. But you know how Thomas is; his main motive is to somehow get in the pants of girls."

"You shouldn't judge him with so much. It is not his fault all those girls practically shove their boobs and asses at him; he will react to that; and the girls know what they are getting into. I have never seen any girl interested in to know him; or why he is playboy. They too want to have sex. So if you want to talk bad; then talk bad for both the parties and not only one party. Okay? " I replied

"Yes; you are right and sorry for judging him So, only you are left single person in our group who has never been on a date. Should I set you up on a date with one of the boys at school?" Jess asked, wiggling her eyebrows cutely at me.

"No way. I am happy being single." I replied to her by pushing her away.

"Oh; c'mon Vi, it will be fun."

"Nope, not gonna happen."

"Buss-killer." She said and pouted.

We laughed at our silliness and spent the rest of the afternoon laughing, doing homework and gossiping.

By the time it was 6 in the evening I reached home and I knew what was coming. The moment I closed the door behind me. My dad shouted, "WHERE WERE YOU SLUT?" If one day he won't be able to talk I won't be shocked as every time he talks to me he is shouting at the top of his lungs. I didn't get time to react because he kicked me in the stomach which caused me to fly back towards one of the walls on the right. He then took a good amount of my hair and pulled me up and said, "What did I tell you. After school, you have to be home immediately right?"

I feared and said, "I am sorry. Next time I will return on time. I promise." He then started punching me on my face continuously and said, "If next time you are late. You will see what I am capable of doing. Now go and make dinner for me. Your mother will be coming home at any minute; any then iron our clothes for tomorrow. Do you get it?"

"Yes" I replied and started getting up, but my moments were slow due to intense pain in my jaw and ribs. After making dinner and ironing their clothes; I took the leftover food from lunch. Yes, leftover lunch I don't get fresh dinner or lunch; it's one of my punishments, and I reached my bedroom to eat and rest. I then took the first-aid kit from the bathroom and started applying ointment on the ribs and my jaw. Shit! It hurts like bitch. I threw the cotton in the dustbin and changed into my cute panda short pajama and t-shirt.

I am just fed up with all of this. I just want to finish my high school and apply to the American University School of Communication for a scholarship and get away from this torture, from my parents, from Nashville, from all the bad memories and live a peaceful life. With that thought, I drifted in dreamless sleep. Little did I know that my world was about to change.