Dirty daughter - S01 E12

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Dirty daughter - S01 E12

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12

Today was Sunday and the JHD would be in church today at least I’ll see Joseph, that’s the only motivation I have to go to church.

I sluggishly got up from be-d since mom wasn’t around, no one rang the bell for morning devotion, I strolled out of my room and it seems Kesha wasn’t around. Thank Goodness that b—h isn’t around. I went to the kitchen and told Kira to fix me breakfast.

“But ma, your dad said George should take us to church right now” Kira said with fear because she is scared of me.
“Do I look like someone re-ady for church?” I asked pointing to my pyjamas that I wore and rolled my eyes after. Jaden then c@m£ downstairs dressed in suit.

“Wow, is it time for prom?” I tea-sed and he chuckled.
“Ain’t you re-ady for church? I’m off JoJo” he laughed and bu-ttoned his suit.
“How do I look?” He asked with smiles.

“Like someone a truck just ran over” I rolled my eyes sipping the jui-ce.

“Well if you keep rolling your eyes, they might fall off soon” he scoffed and I sticked my ton-gue out and he did the same while Kira laughed lowly.
“I’m off, George would come pick you when you are re-ady!” Jaden dashed off with the speed of lightening. I guess he wants to impress Debbie, when will he get it into his thick skull that Debbie don’t care about him and may never will? Let me mind my business.

I had breakfast and proceeded to picking out an outfit to wear to church, George then c@m£ to pick Kira and I because I delayed Kira, I mean who would lock the house or wash the dishes I used, me? Definitely not!

We got to church very late, we met my father conducting his prayer, the one he normally conducts after preaching. After the prayer, the JHD was invited to come on the altar.

“Good morning my esteemed members of COSM, we the JHD are here to invite you to our crusade coming up very soon…” Kesha blabbe-d on. I didn’t pay attention to her words because I didn’t want to spoil my mood. But Ketchup i mean Kesha dropped a bomb at the end.

“…I’m Kesha H. Quay and would love you to come for the crusade” she ended as whispers turned into murmurs among the members of the church. Kesha just told everyone that she is a Quay now my father’s dirty secret was out, I was happy on one side but not so joyous because I could see the pain and shame in my father’s eyes but why do I care? He deserves it even worse but Kesha didn’t st©p there.

“Oh plea-se reduce your whispers, I have something important to say” she went on with her blabbing mouth. My dad was restless, he stood up wanting to st©p her but Ketchup wouldn’t just st©p talking.

I smile curve on my face but I wasn’t happy de-ep down.
“You guys wonder why MAMA isn’t here today, well I’m going to tell you guys why” she said pointing at the church projector as pictures of me in the club drinking and p@rtying appeared on the screen and the congregation shouted in disgust, I was ashamed and weak then Jessica’s pictures appeared next with her in the club and even her lying on the hospital be-d, then doctors report sprang up on the projector and I flin-ched. It was Jessica doctor’s report saying she can’t give birth anymore due to a damaged wo-mb.

“MAMA is at the hospital taking care of her 15 year old daughter who did ab-ortion and lost her wo-mb” Kesha added and a loud roar was heard from the members. Why is no one st©pping her? Why? My dad was a hundred percent ashamed. I’m sure he is wishing the earth could just swallow him up because the shame was just too much.

“Oh I almost forgot my amazing beautiful brother” she cli-cked her f!ngersand Jaden p@rty pictures appeared on screen too, even the ones of him smoking and taking cocaine.

“My work is done here!” Kesha exclaimed and dropped the mic and cat walked out of the building, my leg was weak, it was as if it was rooted to the ground. The church congregation kept on murmuring and didn’t st©p as my dad as-sistant and other church workers shook their head in shame. I couldn’t help it but ran out of the church, I entered the car and watched as members took their bag and left for home, the press arrived minutes later and collected the cl!pof what happened from the church technical unit.

My father entered his car and zoomed off, Jaden and Kira joined me in the car and George took us home. I watched the world throu-gh the window, it was obvious our lives was over, very over! Ketchup ruined our lives. We drove in silence and when we got home, dad car was parked in the compound and it was obvious mom was back in the house with Jessica, I’m sure the press haras-sed them in the hospital.

We got down and I met my mom crying in the sitting room while my dad paced to and fro on seeing us, he turned and st©pped.

“You see what your carelessness and stupidity caused?” He asked with anger and pain coursing throu-gh his veins.

“What the f–k are you talking about? My sp-erm didn’t bear that mistake” I talked back and a sl@p landed on my face as he pounced on me beating me vehemently, my mom dragged me off him and was crying and knelt down to beg my dad.
“Don’t beg this crazy old man!” I cried- yelled and t©uçhed my face as I could feel pain all over me.

“I hate you so f—–g much!” I ran upstairs and Jaden ran after me but i locked my door so he wouldn’t come in. I sobbe-d for hours as the pain my father inflicted on me was much and the so-re he bore in my heart would never heal. I la-id there for hours till a knock c@m£ on my door.

“Go away” I sobbe-d.
“Let me in plea-se” I heard Jessica’s voice. I wiped my tears and opened the door.
“Joanne…” I cut her short and hvgged her ti-ghtly sobbing on her shoulders.

“Oh my God Joanne, dad broke you” she scoffed and wiped my tears.

“I’m sorry, I know I should be the one comforting you” I pouted and cleaned my nose.
“No problem, I’ve made peace with myself” she smiled and patted my back.

“St©p crying, you look ugly when you cry” Jessica tea-sed and I laughed. We had a soul to soul conversation before she left.

“And Joanne I love you” she smiled.

“You do?” I flin-ched.
“What? Did I say something?” She tea-sed scratching her head dramatically and I smiled.

“I love you too Jess” I went back to laying down but this time I wasn’t crying, I was chatting with my girls, we planned on meeting in a club. I changed into another outfit after taking a long bath. I went downstairs and met my mom and dad sitting on the couch discussing. I didn’t mind them but just pas-sed them.

“Where do you think you are going to young lady?” My dad asked looking at me.

“I’m going out obviously” I rolled my eyes.

“Joanne, plea-se darling it’s late, don’t go anywhere” my mom said with a cracked voice, she must have been crying. What the f–k I’m saying, she has been crying.

“I would be back later” I hissed and left but I could still hear my father shouting for me not to go but I paid deaf ears and stepped out. I got to the club and met my girls on table 4 as they were smoking and drinking, I joined them and we were chatting then a c@m£ra flashed on my face.

“Cli-ck! Cli-ck!” c@m£ the c@m£ra. What the f–k? I saw Kesha behind the c@m£ra.

“Hello sister”
“How dare you?” I gr@bb£d her and yanked her hair pushing her to the floor. We got in a real fight with bottles flying in the air. I punched her face and mistakenly stuck a broken bottle into her n£¢k and blood gushed out. I was scared, very scared, what if she is dead? I feared for her life as she la-id lifeless on the floor and Gina who was the br@vest among us went close to her to check for pulse, by this time there was alre-ady commotion in the club.

“I can’t feel any pulse” Gina alerted and fear replaced the blood in my veins…