Clair talks like she's insane

Genevieve bearing with the pain of getting the disinfectant on the remaining cut off part of the pinky finger, there was mini tear in her eye, she muffled her tiny scream and proceed to her leg.

She took the cotton wool and dipped it in the alcohol Clair gave her, she rubbed them on the wounds on her leg, using the mirror on the wall to the room passage way, she wrapped some bandages on her neck, then does the same with her stomach, which took half of the whipping, she thought it would have healed a little, but it still looks fresh, or maybe the wounds opened.

Evie oblivious to the kind of look the man behind her was giving her, continued to apply her bandages while raising her gown up, having done what she could about the bandage, she dropped down her gown and went back to her sit, and was met with Mark's eyes on her, she didn't know when he came in, and since he never bothered her nor talk to her she didn't bother either.

Clair kept her pills on the table so Evie picked it up and with the same black liquid she took it, she felt cold inside, then realized she was receiving too much cold on her neck, she turned her head to the side and was met with Mark's weird like face, the expression on his face was weird, he was looking at her like he was–hungry.

"I was just helping you raise your hair since you were taking your pills, to make you comfortable" Mark blurted out.

Genevieve felt goosebumps creep up her spine, firstly, her hair wasn't long, it was before but not after Clair started cutting it, now it's short that it only reach the back of her head and a little to her neck but not entirely, so which hair was Mark saying he was raising? And secondly, she's been taking this pill Infront of Mark more like since the beginning she came here, and has he ever seen her raise her hair when taking her pills.

"Thanks, but it wasn't necessary" Genevieve said swatting his hands off her neck, he was beginning to rub his thumbs on her.

"Let papa touch you a little" he said.

Genevieve might be clueless about anything sexual because she's still young, but she's heard her second sister mention to Mimi enough times about a book she read and how the father SA his daughter, and enough toks with her sisters that she's read stories about this online.

Immediately fear gripped her, she was injured in the neck, and she didn't even know maybe if she shouts Clair will answer, the woman was unpredictable, and she wasn't about to give her young body to a fifty year old plus pedophile, claiming to be a father, she was really fed up.

But before Genevieve could react or make a plan on how to free herself and run off, Mark picked her small body up from the chair by the collar of her dress and slammed her hard on the dinning table, with her ass propped up for him.

The little girl whimpered from the force of the hit, and seeing the alcohol she used on her leg on the table, she used all her might to free her hand a little and took it, not bothering with where it landed she hit it hard on him, and lucky for her, she hit the bullseye, it smacked straight into his nose, and he screamed, having nothing or what to defend herself with, she let him catch her, immediately his hand on her collar, she twisted her body so it looks like he was holding her roughly, then yelled on the top of her lungs.

Clair who was washing the dishes heard the sound of the table being banged before but ignored it but when she heard the sound of Genevieve ear piercing scream, she ran out of the kitchen, and the scene that greeted her was of Genevieve crying, snorts in her nose, her face looks like she's in a whole lot of pain, even tho she was really in pain it wasn't to the extent of what she's making Clair see at that point. She made herself look like if Clair doesn't do anything at all, she'll die by the hands of her husband.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" Clair shouted angrily.

Genevieve didn't know who Clair was shouting at, but she Kept shut and didn't say anything.

"She was seducing me so I was putting her in her place, how can a seven year old have those outrageous thoughts, I was just disciplining her" Mark scoffed like he was acting nonchalant and also saying 'believe me'.

Genevieve couldn't believe her ears, she wanted to say something because if she doesn't eventually, everything will go wrong in the next second, but Clair beat her to it.

"Thank God you said, 'how could a seven year old have those outrageous thoughts ' and hear YOURSELF, the kid literally looks like she'll die if you don't release her in the next few seconds and she's seducing you?" Clair said not believing her ears.

Evie couldn't believe her ears either, she thought Clair would scold her, but reality is proving the opposite.

"How can you do that to a little kid, I might be shitty to the girl, because she's my daughter, and it's me teaching her some lessons, but I will never condone or allow my daughter's father to sleep with her, God forbid on my daughter's grave, that's bad" she said before pointing at Mark" Mark in the room, no food for the whole week, and you, in the basement, hanging for two days"while waiting for Mark to release Evie.

Genevieve would have heaved a sigh of relief if there wasn't so many things wrong with that sentence, everything Clair said was crap, her whole words got worst, and why was she grounded? That's what she will never know, and Clair said "I will never condone or allow my daughter's father to sleep with her, God forbid on my daughter's grave" it proves the woman was unstable, her words are just fucking useless and crappy, Clair talks like she's insane. Mark released his hold and her while sulking into the room, Genevieve felt nauseous, he looks down cause of what! She was the one who was supposed to be sulking, she almost got sexually assaulted and he looks like that! What the crap!!

She raised her head and was met with Clair's, Clair gave her a once over before her eyes rolled to the back of her head and stormed off into their room, following behind Mark.

Then she heard another round of shouting, she wasn't the least bit interested, so she went to the play room and took the pen and highlighters she saw there, then ducked into her basement, not before taking two large pieces of bread for the next two days of no outside.