93: THE SCAR

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I looked at how Davids was, concentrated on Makena's words. I don't know if she has opened her ears very well or she is just listening and letting them go through the other side. I don't know what has come over her when she moved to this pace but I hope she won't fuck up her life the same way she fucked it up while we were in New York!

I am not against her playing games with bitches, or fucking whatever person she wants. I am just trying to make sure she doesn't be too good to fuck whoever she wants and they fuck her back. 

They say once bitten, twice shy, that saying doesn't work with my younger sister here. She doesn't remember where she came from. How a grown-ass bitch fucked her up, drained her bank account and right now she also wants that to happen again.

This time around, our mother will just cut her into halves and hang her body on the doorsteps to illustrate to the whole neighbourhood the type of fool she raised.

Last time was no joke, Davids was never given her pocket money, she worked for mum and dad for free without pay. She was grounded from going to any parties, hiking, no friends. Life was hell for her at fifteen, she always wished to disappear from the face of the earth.

Every time she messed a little, mum would just remind her of how stupid and pathetic she is. Her father was growling every second she failed to meet her deadlines. 

She was forced to step out of school for a year and she never liked it. 

Mostly she would try and escape to my room and try to hide but mama and papa always knew where to find her. At night she could cry herself to sleep.

Mum was hurt, she would cry at the pain that her daughter was going through but she didn't want Davids to see that she sympathized with her. 

But every time Davids showed her face in front of mom, she would abuse her and call her names.

Removing her from school was Dad's idea. They wanted her to feel how hard it is for someone to earn money and then waste it on things that are not useful. She spent all her time in Dad's office and wash utensils when she came back from her job.

As much as she apologized, her apology was not accepted. 

Davids went through pain every day. She started blaming mum and dad for neglecting her and making her work every day. She became distant and I wasn't around most of the time because mum had connected me with Gucci Manager and I was doing my modelling.

She decided to take matters into her own hands and wanted to commit suicide. She had everything planned. A rope tied on the ceiling, a letter addressed to mum and dad blaming them for her death.

No one was home, she was all alone because our parents had decided to take a little weekend trip to the Maldives while Ann was off to enjoy her life after doing her good work throughout the year. 

I never wanted to come home that weekend, but since the fashion week had just ended, I decided to come and share some of my clothes with Davids since she loved masculinity.

Imagine the scene that I encountered when I arrived in the mansion. Davids was dangling and her legs were fighting against themselves to be free. Her hands were driving blood because she had tried cutting himself using a razor blade that I saw on the bed. She was dripping like a half-dead hen.

 she was crying but her voice couldn't be heard because the rope was already choking her neck and her voice was coming out of her mouth like a faint whistle.

Fear gripped me. I didn't know how to help, I started screaming and shouting. The security guards were at their quarters because they had nothing to watch around. Only the one at the gar but he couldn't hear me screaming.

Davids was dangling and I knew any minute her wi d pipe will be blocked and her face will turn pale while her legs were still. With my shaky hands, I looked for something to help her. 

My head wasn't thinking g straight. It never thinks when am angered or in fear. The only thing that it could think of was the razor blades that was on the bed. I picked be two of them and using the stool that David's had knocked over, I started cutting.

I know am stupid, I could have placed the stool under Davids's feet and it would have been easy removing her from the rope. But that was not in my brain.

I tried as quickly as possible to cut the rope, when the last bit remained, it pulled Davids down but easily, her face caught the chandelier in her room and cut through her face in a zig-zag manner. Whenever she touches it she is always sad and feels stupid for what she did I herself. 

Thanks to that chandelier, she regained consciousness immediately and was crying and shouting because of the pain that was on her face.

I called the security and they helped me take him to the hospital where she got some treatment.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to, it's painful I don't want to Brian, it's so lonely in there, no one is with you and there is too much darkness," she was crying after getting some treatment.  She regretted her decision and swore never t try it again.

I could explain that t our parents, I let her explain it herself. Sue learnt her lesson and asked forgiveness from her parent. Her parents only forgave her after the year ended and she had finished all the work that she was given to do.

Today, finding the receipts and seeing all the money she had spent on a girl whom sue doesn't even like leave alone love makes me think she hasn't learned her lesson.

I was irked to remind her of the chandelier and her face but I couldn't tell her that. I used the idea of Makena to insert some little sense into her head.

Poor Makena, her dreams if you g to the big city crushed kike that and she lives to regret falling for a trickster.

"Davids, I don't know if she loves you or if she has changed? I doubt that because she is still walking with the bug mouths friends of hers who follows her like a dog and wants to tag along in every ride. Just take care of yourself I don't want you to end up regretting something you could have avoided in your life," murmured Makena while munching her fries before taking a sip of a shake.

I wanted to feel sorry for her, but that is not my speciality, am not good at feeling sorry for people.

"So what course are you taking?" I asked her to try and remove the tension that was built in this place.

"Organic Science and Bio agriculture," she said while smiling.

I told you I can't feel sorry, look at her smiling about her course, it looks like something that she has wanted to do in her life.

"Really?" Asked Davids with happiness in her voice.

I looked at her and I knew she wanted to be friends with Makena or she has been thinking of some business idea to do with farming that she wants to venture into.

And here I thought that Makena would threaten her and give her a horrific experience with Natalia which will end with Davids swearing not to associate herself with Natalia bit it jas all backfired on me.

I watched as they talk happily about different types of farming, different breeds of cows and the best method for developing a greenhouse. 

"When did Davids learn about agriculture to be able to know all this?" I thought to myself. Don't tell me she wants to be a farmer and die in this pathetic place.

I already hated this place even though My family thinks it's cool. They feel like being near an ocean, big lands and quietness is the best thing. I prefer noisy places not some quite gardening places.

Davids is a friendly person, for the short time that they have talked, she knows that She is the only child, she loves skating and hates sushi. Plus she lives adventure and hiking.

As much as I want to add another person to our lust for hiking I don't know anything about her.

For Davids, it's like they have known each other for quite some time. They exchanged numbers and I saw them wink.

"Christ sake, Are all stud this way?" I asked myself while focusing in my food before stealing Davids shake.

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