On Her Knees

Beverly Hill frowned upon opening her eyes hours later.

Her head ached so much and even her bruises,impacted by her father,were left unattended to.

How many hours has she been unconscious?

"Well,well,well," came Mr Hill's voice.Beverly looked up.

"How do you feel,dearest daughter?" he smiled "Don't worry..your wounds will heal immediately you do as I say"

Beverly sighed.

She was in so much pain but didn't forget that her mother was nowhere there.

"Where's my mother?" she asked as she managed to get up from the bed.

Mr Hill gazed at himself in the mirror.Beverly noticed how neatly dressed up he looked.

"I asked where is my mother!" she screamed.

Mr Hill slowly turned to his daughter.

"Your mother is on her death bed" he said with a stern look on her face.

"What? What..what do you mean?" her breath hitched.

"What else do I mean?!" he laughed "Your mother is about to die" he said more plainly.

Beverly rushed towards him.

"No.. no..what have you done! Where is she!! Take me to her..you b