You're bleeding

A week had passed and there was no sign of mom or Fox either. I went to school, hang out with Mabel and gossiped with the maids but still, I felt like something was missing.

My girls had no clue of what happened that night at Maxine's club. I never brought myself to let them know that I had my first orgasm. There was no use of telling them because it was all overated, like nothing ever happened between Fox and I. All those smiles, sneaky glances and teasing was all a lie. It took me some time to fathom everything and accept the truth that it was just a spark, a spark that didn't yield into flames like I had expected it to be.

It was a Saturday and the maids were on a leave. I struggled to get up but I had to, my tummy was grumbling so loud. I had only eaten a hamburger the night before and I was starving to death.

Cleaning my face, I slipped into a large T-shirt and went downstairs to the kitchen. I fixed coffee and pancakes. Eating alone sulked but what choice did I have, I simply had no plans for the day. Mabel had gone on a vacation with her new boyfriend. At least, she got someone who was never ashamed of PDA. He treated her right and I was envious of her.

After that salubrious breakfast, I cleaned the kitchen and dusted the living room while swinging my body right left to one of Imagine Dragons' song 'bad liar'. It reflected on Fox's damn and lame games. He was bad at lying.

When I was done cleaning, I changed into my sexy bikini ready for swimming. It was one way I always thought of when I wanted to keep things off my mind. In that little time, I had learnt to float, Mabel had helped me out. Friendship goals, I'd say. I did breaststroke first then submerged on the cold water.

Sometimes it felt peaceful without mom in the house. I was perhaps happy that she wasn't around but a little worried though. She'd leave home but be back after two to three days. She had never been away from home for two weeks. It was so strange. I hoped she was alright even though she never thought of even calling to say she was okay wherever she was.

Having had enough water moments, I came up and sat on the slabs and let the hot sun dry me up. Suddenly, I was being pushed into the water and when I came up, Fox was jumping into the water over me. He came up again, his hands around my waist.

"How are you here? Don't fuck touch me!" I sighed and swam back to the edge. He followed me and grabbed my arms forcefully. I tried to escape from his firm grip but I remembered how strong his stamina was. We were in the water and he looked hot. All the resentment I felt inside faded away and desire took over. I leaned in and kissed him hard as if I was loathed to do so. I wrapped my arms around his neck, I was in control for a second before he started domineering the kiss.

He devoured my lips like he had been deprived of food for centuries. His kisses were hot and I melted. Just as we were having fun, I heard my name being yelled. I groaned against his mouth and when I turned around, my mom was standing on the slabs.

"You little whore!" She screamed.

We got out of the water dripping wet and as we got closer, I could tell that I was done for. She suddenly pulled me into the sunroom. "You brat, what were you thinking screwing my man...when the cat is away the mice decides to play huh?" She held my hair in her arms and Fox came forward to defend me.

"You! Don't even think of coming closer or else I'll stab you." That's when I realized she was holding a knife. Compared to what she was doing in the privacy of her bedroom, my display of affection was like a child's play.

"Mom, it's not that serious." I rolled my eyes and out of nowhere she hit me across the temple. I hissed and Fox was getting impatient. He was for sure devising away to take the knife away from mom. I never thought my mom would go that far to use a knife on her own daughter. Was she that heartless?

I touched my temple, and I felt a sting right by my hairline. I pulled my hand back, seeing a tinge of blood. I looked down at her hand and saw her wearing her wedding ring again, which explained the cut on my forehead now.

"I can't do this anymore." I walked past her, she grabbed my wet bikini, yanking me down to the floor.

"You're nothing but an ugly whore, Azora. I know you two slept together!" She took a vase from the side table and pulled the flowers out of it, dumping the water over my face. I choked on the water as I tried to get up and she slapped me again. I yelled out as she began dragging me across the floor by my shirt. "Let me go, mom!"

Fox took that opportunity to throw the knife into the pool and prepared himself to attack her and defend me.

"Let go of her!" Fox pushed mom and she went sprawling down on the floor.

"Shut up!" She screamed back, pulling harder, she dragged me into the kitchen and came down on me. She gripped the necklace I got for my 10th birthday, ripping it off from my neck. Tears streamed from my face and I suddenly heard a loud bang, it was Fox hitting my mother using a flower vase. She fell on the floor unconscious.

"What did you do? Is she dead?" I panicked as I knelt down to check on her. There was still a pulse on her wrist. She had just passed out.

"I didn't hit her that much, she'll probably wake up in no time." He assured me and immediately, I heard her groan in pain as she tried to wake up. She was aggravated and provoked by us that she took the kitchen knife and went for Fox.

"Hey! Watch out!" I warned Fox as he tried to retreat from her. Right before I was out of her reach, she gripped my hair, pulling with all her might. How clever she was, using Fox as a distraction to finally get me. I screamed out and she let go, but not without some still in her clutch. She wiggled out of my grip and stormed off, pushing Fox to against the wall.

"Get the fuck out of my house!" She yelped at him as he ran over to me. "Azora, are you okay?" His hands hovered over my head not touching me, but I felt the warmth of his skin.

My whole head was throbbing and the steady flow of tears hindered me from seeing clearly.

"What are you still doing here, you good for nothing moron!" I could feel Fox shifting away as something sharp pierced my stomach. Mom stabbed me with the kitchen knife when Fox got away. The knife was meant to hurt him but I protected him.

"Azora! You're bleeding." I could hear echoes of the worried Fox as I began drifting away. I was losing so much blood, my vision blurred and I lost consciousness.