Chapter 1

Mia POV "Mother, mother, Am back"I called as I entered the house carrying an heavy polythene bag filled with clothes. I dropped it down close to the washing machine. Argh, that was quite heavy. "Why were you screaming like that? You wanna bring down My Husband house?"I heard her asked behind me and I turned to her directly. "So, sorry about that mom."I pleaded knowing the kind of person she is, she isn't gonna end there. "Who's your Mom? I've asked you severally not to call me your Mom. Go get your Mom from her grave!"she yelled angrily. I felt like crying immediately but, already used to her words, I held it in. She Always Does This At Every Given Opportunity but, I seems Not to be getting use to her hurtful words especially when it's connected to my Mom. "Just don't stand there Staring At me like am some T.V or Something. Did you get all the dirty clothes from My customers?"she asked glancing at the Poly bag Which I had placed on the floor earlier. "Yes I did, Ma" I replied faintly, so downcasted. "Are you sure? These are way too small To Come from Them all. I know all my customers clothes won't result to such small quantity." She uttered packing out the clothes And placing them on the floor. "That's All they gave me. I guess They don't have much of unclean clothes Today." I muttered Hoping she doesn't lash out on me. "I do know you're a lazy kid Just as your mom.you could throw some away on your way coming and come lie to my face. You're No Different from your son called mother. Your mother were as lazy and annoying just as you. Your face which I'm seeing everyday is enough to spoil my day. I just hope you could go join your mom at where ever she is And leave my husband's house for I and my daughter to live happily." She gritted out spitefully. How can she be this cruel to wish me death? she doesn't even hide the fact that she hates me with all the fiber in her body. She hates me, My dad hates me and her daughter isn't no different from her. I just don't know what I've done to deserve such hatred from everyone which I'm supposed to call my family. I took in my lower lips trying not to say a word that would result to another insult from her. She could pull out my hair if a word should slip off my mouth. "Now, pack them and go wash at the back" she ordered pushing them with her legs towards me. What! "Bu..t, there's a washing machine here" I stuttered alittle stretching my hands towards the Washing machine. "Are you trying to tell me what to do? Huh?" She asked and slapped Me across My cheek. "Arrgh" I shrieked, as it feels like my cheek is about to peel off due to the excruciating pains. Seems like the demons in her as fully taken control over her now. When the demon hasn't taken over, She sometimes lets me wash with the Watching machine. I guess today isn't much of a good day for me. "Next time, you don't question my orders. Now pack them and make sure you are done within 1hour." She yelled behind me as I packed the clothes crying profusely. I've never known peace in this house,ever since I lost my Mom. My stepmom had been on my neck trying to make my stay in my own father's house, hell. Though, my dad doesn't have money but, he got married to my mom and my stepmom. While my mom was still alive, they've always been quarrels between the both wives. Even though my mom was his first wife, he'd always taken the witch side over her. Never for once has he supported Neither I or my Mom. My stepmom gave birth to a daughter who am older with just a year. She's just a lazy brat at 20. My stepmom turned me into a slave to her and her daughter and my father doesn't say a word about it. He sometimes do beat me up for his beloveth wife and daughter. Am just 21 and I've gone through a lot in the hands of the people I called my own family. Rukky POV "Mom, where's that bi*ch?" I asked the moment I walked into her (Linda) room. "What's the problem, dear?" She asked concerned On seeing how angered her daughter look. "Look at this, she has ruined my new gown with a iron" I cried out stomping my foot on the floor angrily. "What? How dare that girl?" She yelled "Come with me." She ordered already out off the room with the gown in her hands. I beamed inwardly as I walked triumphantly behind her to the back yard where we saw her washing. "Mia, how dare you ruin my daughter's new gown?" Mom yelled and pulled hard on her ear which made her cried out in pains. "I didn't, I didn't, please it hurts" she shrieked loudly and I couldn't help but laughed mockingly. "You'd leave this house now, and go look for money to buy me a new one." I uttered staring disgustingly at her. "You heard what my daughter said so, get out now." My mom ordered and I felt butterflies dancing inside my Belly. "Please mom, I didn't do it and I have no money to buy a new one." She pleaded and I rolled my eyes. "Will you get out, bi*ch" I yelled and pulled her hard holding onto her stinking top and with mom assistant, we throw her out and bang the door shut. "What nonsense! She isn't getting into this house without my new gown." I uttered and mom agreed with a nod of her head. "But, what are we gonna tell Dad?" I inquired with a smirk feeling on top of the world. "Leave that to me, I'd handle that"mom assured and I smiled in victory.