Joan’s povStill fixed on the image on the screen, my thoughts disorganised. At that moment, it didn’t look like a passed video, which only confirmed mom was in that condition; maybe it was framed up and he just wanted to ruin my day.U dailed mom's number, but it went straight to voice messages; it was declined. My first thoughts were that she must have been pissed; that was the only reason she would decline it so fast, but the reason wasn’t convincing enough.There wasn’t a way I would be comfortable here if he kept on pressuring me into sleeping with him; it was way better being at home than being here. Somehow, he had succeeded in making my decisions sour.‘Thirty minutes to think and arrive at the location; a minute late would incur a penalty’ he sent again. My heart squeezed to the anger and fraud that loomed over me. It was definitely going to be the last time. I can't, I can't!I will tell everyone about how he makes me do things. I will go to the police, and they will take h

Joan’s POV They finally left me alone after so much pressuring, and I had already made up my mind as well, I was going to tell mom about everything so she would know it’s not my fault, then if it’s the last thing I get to do, then so be it, but I would rather die than have him come here and have his way with me.I went inside the house, with my little purse and few clothes, a passport and my courage tucked deep within my heart I set out to leave the house.“Where are you going?” Maisy asked, “Home”“Why?”“Don’t want to talk about it, in case Fred comes back here looking for me, tell him I went back home and I didn’t tell anyone about it” with that I left them then boarded a ride to the airport.The flight back home was mostly filled with thoughts of me finally confronting my demons, and as the hours ticked by everything weighed in my chest, I was going to do it, I won’t stop no matter what happens, I had to consider going to the police station first but I would rather tell mom befo

Fredericks POV That prick of a father, I knew there was something off with the way he drew her those naked pictures. I just didn’t think of him stooping so low to actually touch Joan.She was crying already as she spoke, my body was fidgeting with anger and tumult. I hated him so much that I wished I could punch his face down to the floor and match him beneath my foot, but it was all in my head.Just there,flicking every switch of resistance I had.My hair acted like a threat to my sanity making my pull on it hard till I felt the lingering pain in my scalp.“Why didn’t you tell me all this while, while wait now”“Because he threatened our lives, he threatened moms life too her made her sick and threatened to kill her and you too.I couldn't tell her anything” Her knees were on the floor now as she wept even more, hearing everything she had just said it was making me wonder how all happened. When and why?Dad was never like this. I never saw him around any woman till he started follow

Joan’s POV We didn’t waste much time, to get to the hospital, and from the looks of it, they were totally expecting us to arrive with the proof and as we dropped the chip and it was reviewed we were certain jones Will be captured and as I walked out of the station I felt like a new lady.I came out smiling, weird fact how everything looked different, and I believed I could fly at that moment, what would life be if I wasn’t pinned down and fucked by my step father.‘Better’ the voices in my head said.I couldn’t agree more.I was finally free and now I knew for sure that he would be captured and taken to custody for assult and several life threat of my mother, I saved the messages he sent to me in school silly how I wanted to delete it before now, I wanted to clear the memories of him but now I was so happy I didn’t.“So you don’t have to fear anymore, I will go back to the hospital and with a fractal of my inheritance I can get her a new heart we will pack out of the house here and r

Fredericks POV“So there you have it; are you happy now? I was placed in that cell because of my mother, who is now a fucking mom to aa three-year-ol boy.” The pain hits hard again; she had her own family; maybe she was happy there; she should be happy there; that’s why she chose to ignore the fact that I existed.I still fought back tears because that was all I could do at that moment, and for the rest of the day, Joan didn’t bother asking me any other questions; we simply left in utter silence.I didn’t know what her name was; Dad didn’t tell me her name, and that one time was the only time I got to see her picture, so maybe I had mistaken her for someone else. That should be the truth.‘I didn’t see my mother. If she were really my mother, she wouldn’t run the second time.The front door bell rang, but I didn’t feel motivated to move; whoever it was should move back to where they were coming from. I wasn’t prepared to see anyone now, but this prick somehow had the nerve to ring con