38. Hugs and kisses

Lucy.

I should tell this to someone, someone has to know about it, but who was I going to tell? I couldn't tell my mother, tell my brother nor my friend, because those are the only people I have in my life. And given that their lives were under threat, I don't know what to do either.

I was supposed to protect them.

The incident yesterday with Mr. Frederick was still fresh in my mind. I could still feel his hands on my body, his hands grabbing my clit, his lips pressed against mine.

The roughness he was using on me. I felt disgusted. I was molested . He did that to me.

He touched me. That old man touched me with no remorse.

He said he would get back to me , when I kneed him in the balls. He said I was going to pay.

He used my family to threaten me with.

"Noo!"

I sat upright on my bed and moved to the headboard, where I dragged my knees together and buried my face into it, as tears ran down my cheeks.

What was I supposed to do at this moment?

Go to the police? But what would I t