103: ROTTEN FLESH
The room became silent, everyone looked at Natalia with their eyes almost popping out of their sockets. No breathing, no moving no fidgeting, just eyes on Natalia.
Natalia dropped her head down, fumbling with her fingers picking her nose and rubbing the nape of her neck.
"Hon, where did you get all this?" Asked my mother in a shocked voice.
Everyone left Natalia and now looked at my father.
I remember he talked about the security cameras. Were they that advanced? Did he install them before we moved here?
"From the CCTV camera, she thought she could lie to me about anything? No, the Cameras can configure who you are, they access if you are one of the members registered here, if you are not, the information is passed along. When Andrew was not around, he passed me the information and I just chilled to wait and see what this girl here is going to say."
"Wow, at least you've saved us sometimes instead of questioning her here which could have turned unfruitful," said Brian.
"Well, I don't think that's all, why don't we give our little Miriam Wither some platform to tell us her little story!" Urged my dad as he looked at Miriam with his mean eyes.
"Is there more than just a name?" Asked my mother.
"Darling, there is more than just name, but I don't want to be the storyteller because we have our storyteller here," pointed my dad at Miriam.
Wait, should I use Natalia or Miriam?
"What would you like to call her?" Asked Brian in a wicked voice.
"Stop it, dude!" I slapped him on his shoulders.
"Atta girl, it's your time," mocked Brian while he placed his petite ass on the sofa.
Natalia sniffed and wiped her tears. She lifted her bowed head and didn't look at anyone, she started at the wall.
"You are right, my real name is Miriam wither!" I am thirty-five years old."
"What?" Choruses everyone inside the room.
But Brian couldn't be missed with his swearing, " Holy Crap? What The FUCK!"
I was getting confused with this. At first, it was the name, secondly, it's now the age. What else, an alien or some fucking time traveller?
We both went on to hear her little story. She wiped her tears and went on looking at the wall.
"I came to this town when I was twenty. I lost my parents. My mother and father were both killed by some people whom I don't know. Later, I was given out to a foster home. My parents in the foster home didn't love me much, my stepdad used me to satisfy his needs while my step mum beat me up anytime that he wants. When I went to report them, they said that I was tough headed and I didn't want to do anything that I was asked to do. I had no confidant to believe in me. They believed my foster parents.
I was exchanged to another house but I didn't like it much there, though it was better to stay there than to be a homeless being.
I met this guy online, he was sweet and caring. He wanted to know how I was doing and could even send me money when I asked him to. One day he asked me to meet him. Imagine my surprise when I met him. He was much older than he was in the pictures. I don't care about that, all I cared about was that he was a good person who cares about my well being.
We talked and he offered me a good deal. He told me that there is an organization that needs girls like me and will help them. I agreed.
When the day of escaping came, I sneaked when my foster parents were sleeping. He escorted me to some unknown place because my head was placed inside a black sac and I couldn't see the direction.
When I got to the place, it was a big comfy building. It was painted all white and the rooms had a colour of pink and blue. I was not surprised because I thought that the colours were a way to make both genders comfortable and happy.
Inside the building, there were many kids of different ages. They wore uniform like clothes and they all looked happy to be there. We showed it to my room, it was a studio-like apartment which was expensively furnished. A television was mounted on the wall, I had a closet full of clothes and shoes and I had a big bead with cotton sheets.
I thanked my lucky stars for making me go there. Our fold was well cooked and they were brought to us in our rooms or sometimes we went down to the hall to pick our food. The routine went on for a week.
After the week, our good was only served inside our rooms. We were not allowed to mingle with other people inside the building. The rooms had no windows and our light system was controlled. There was a time for opening the lights and sometimes es light would remain close throughout the day that means you were to stay inside the room and get accustomed to the darkness.
We stayed for a month and didn't know what wAs happening. I didn't know anyone inside the building so I had no one to ask. The servers who brought us food just used the opening at the door to pass us food. It was hard to know who to trust.
One day my door was opened and I was ushered out to a certain room. Something was injected inside me and I passed out. When I woke up, I was given a mirror to look at myself.
I was younger than my previous face. Some features on my face were added and some adjusted. For example, my fingers, to be fat and the nails were short but now look at the perfect. Everything was plastic surgery inside there.
As much as I was excited about my face, I was afraid that the prize that comes with this is going to be expensive.
After satisfying myself with the new person in the mirror, a file was dropped on the desk and inside was a family that I was going to be with.
In that family, I was going to be the house help, then I will be collecting all the information around the house. I realised that the family was rich and expensive.
After my first job, the other assignment kept coming as says go by. I enjoyed it because I used to get a lot of money.
Once you were done with one assignment, the plastic surgery was done and you came out with a jew face. That was the best part, but the worst part was where they could remove a certain feature you loved and replace it with another one.
I side to have a good ass but after completing my second assignment, it was reduced to this, you see this, it looks like a chicken's but. They said that it was important because they were giving me a very special assignment that will make them rich.
I was angry about their idea and thought they could have asked me first.
Zin one of the hand men inside told me that I can sit have my ass but after the assignment. The assignment was based in Dubai. At first, I was hesitant about Dubai because people don't joke with serious business people there. But being in one business for quite some time, they told me that it's an American not Arab and I gave in.
Things worked well everything went well for the first month, but a few days before I complete my job, the American realised that I was lying to him and wanted to drain his bank account. He called the policemen on me but I managed to escape from tbs place. When I contacted my bosses they told me to save myself and they would compensate me.
That is the day I realized that they also don't give a dam about my well being. I side the money in my bank account to save myself. When I came back, Zin was the inky person who kept in touch. He offered me a place to stay and gave me food.
After some months, we realised that we won't survive if we didn't have enough money. That's when I suggested to Vin to change my identity so that the organization won't recognise me and I can start working again.
For m first solo work with Zin, we went to Canada. I had never been there before. For Canada, we were to wire money from the bank and wipe our traces. I worked in the bank as an IT. Side to keep a low key and maintain my geeky look every time. Our job went pretty well and we managed to wire sixty billion dollars from Canada.
We later flew back to the US and changed our identity again. I decided to call it to quit and used the money. Our previous organization didn't bother to look for us besides we had changed our identity.
After ten years of enjoying billion dollars, the cash was out. Zion and I didn't anything important with it. Except eating and drinking. Zin later came up with the idea of using going people to rob them of their money.
Makena was my first client. I robbed her of her college fee and left her dry. I am sorry I truly am. I know I denied that I didn't but I did and am sorry. Davids was supposed to be the next, but he looked tough and very strict when it comes to her cash. I could get it from her so easily the way I did with Makena.
Today coming here, my target was to access all your card. Your parents and your so that I can access your account and withdraw all the cash."
"Wait what?" Shouted my mother in an angry voice.
"Andrew quickly searches her, unless she has taken something from. this family or has some wire or gadget with her to help her access our bank card.
"All the precautions were taken, darling She has nothing," said my dad.
"And how did you know where we live?" Asked Brian.
"I stalked David's parent accounts. Davids doesn't post her locations but her parents place their locations when they post something on social media. It was hard though but I managed."
Christ. Are these the type of people going to attract. I thought when my ex cheated me I had learnt my lesson but look at me, the world is still giving me more lessons.
"I have you, I hate you bitch, I just want my money, you stole everything that I had. If it were not for you. I would be in the NYC university and not some local university you bitch," shouted Maken while pulling her titts.
"Oooh, NO!" Shouted Brian as he saw Makena pulling Natalia's tits.
My parents hadn't looked at them, because Makena had torn Natalia's top and pulled the nipples of Makena and she was holding a flesh in her hands.
"Make stop!" I shouted as I saw her pulling the other nipple.
"Noooo!" Shouted my mother running towards Natalia.
Uncle Drew and my dad separated their part. Makena was still holding the flesh of Natalia's breast in her hands and waving it like a flag.
Natalia was now crying endlessly as her breast was covered in some dark liquid-like.
"June, get the first aid kit from the bathroom," shouted my dad.
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