WHO’S THE FATHER
CHAPTER 4
*IN THE EVENING*
MONICA’S POV
“I can’t believe you won’t come to my prom.” Bianca complained over the phone. It’s a group call of me, Bianca and Teddy.
Teddy ? I know, I’m sorry but my mom wants me to do my homework.
Monica ? Can’t you just copy ours tomorrow morning?
Teddy ? I wish I can but she wants me to do it myself, she says I’m too stupid for her liking.
Monica ? That’s harsh.
Bianca? She’s not wrong though.
Monica? Bianca…
Teddy? I gotta go, bye.
Monica? Bye.
Bianca? See ya.( Both hung up)
I went to my bathroom, took a cool and warm buddle bath in the bath tub. Came out and applied lotions on my flawless skin.
I wore a red strapless long mermaid prom dress, with red glittered heels and white faux fur shawl and some diamond ne-cklace, earrings and ring.
I fixed my hair in free curly with a diamond hair cli-p.
I took my white glittered purse and check the mirror. I look gorgeous.
I left my bedroom and headed down stairs to the living room. I smiled as I saw Mia coming down from the stairs.
She looks beautiful, wearing her navy blue mermaid dress and black heel sandals.
“You look amazing.” I complimented as she approached me.
“Thanks. You too.” She replied.
Both of us left the house and saw Justin standing in front of his Bugatti, waiting for us.
He’s so hot with w£t fringed hair, black suit with red and white rose flowers in his pocket.
I grinned happily as I hu-gged him “Hey baby. You’re looking good.”
“Hey sweetheart, you look so beautiful.” He said as he kssed me.
“Hey.” We heard Mia, smiling and waving at us “Aren’t you two so cute. Let’s go.”
We laughed as we entered the car, Justin and I are on the front seat. Mia was at the backseat.
Justin drove off.
White do I feel something that will ruin me will happen today? I don’t feel comfortable in this car but I don’t care. Stupid intuition.
We arrived at Bianca’s mansion.
We saw people in prom outfits coming with fancy cars. Like it’s actually school prom.
Three of us came out of the car, I entwined my hand with Justin and Mia and we walked into the house as people begin to admire us again.
The house is totally large, amazing and decorated beautifully. Some are having dancing, having fun, drinking and laughing, also taking pictures.
I saw Bianca laughing with some girls. She looks so good in her strapless long limestone yellow dots ball dress.
“Hey B!” I smiled as I approached her.
BIANCA’S POV
I smiled “Hey Monic.”Richie’s libr@ry.
“Stop calling me that!” She whined.
“Sorry, let’s just…” I stopped as I sighted Justin and Mia smiling at each other r©mantically.
What’s going on between them? I’ve been suspecting both of them. But Mia is Monica sister. They’re like Elsa and Anna.
Mia would never betray her sister.
“Bianca!” Monica snapped me out of my thoughts “Let’s just what?”
I fake smiled “Have fun.” I grinned sheepishly.
We both laughed as went to the dance floor and danced like there’s no tomorrow, drank non-alcoholic wine and sang on the stage. Songs like ‘Driver’s License by Olivia Rodrigo’ and ‘Freak The Freak Out by Victoria Justice’
MONICA’S POV
We had a lot of fun till it’s almost 12 in the midnight and I can’t find Mia and Justin anywhere. Maybe they’ve gone home.
I can have sleepover with Bianca this night. The both of us were sitting at the bar counter, drinking wine and laughing.
“…And the doctor had to treat my uncle in the toilet.” Bianca laughed and I laughed along.
“So hilarious, that’s why you don’t use your phone in the toilet.” I giggled.
“Yeah and don’t put your hand in there when it drops.” Bianca added.
I’m pressed, I nee-d to pee so bad, I’ve drank a lot of strawberry wine. “Babe, I nee-d to go to the bathroom.”
“Okay dear. You still remember where the bathroom is?” She asked.
“I’ll find something.” I replied as I stood up and went upstairs.
I entered the first bedroom I saw and went straight to the toilet. I did my business and washed my hands.
I came out of the toilet and the light was switched off all of a sudden.
I frowned “What the…?”
I heard some footsteps and they locked the door.
“Hello? Who’s there?” I asked.
“Shut up bch!” I heard an extremely de-ep voice and I became scared.
I can’t see anyone because everywhere’s very dark. I opened my purse and was looking for my phone but someone snatched it from me.
“Stay away from me!!” I cried and wanted to run away but a guy $trangIed my ne-ck ti-ghtly.
I noticed there’re four of them. Two are holding my hand, one wants rapping me and the last one was filming me on his phone.
“Let me go!”
“I’m sorry Monica, but I gotta do this.” The de-ep voice said.
“Let me go!” I yelled as I pvnched his ne-ck by luck.
He released me and I wanted to run but I couldn’t see anything. At least they can’t see too.
“Get her.” He ordered.
Two people grabbed my hand ti-ghtly.
“Let me go!!! What did you want?!!” I yelled.
How are they seeing me?
Two of them pvshed me to the b ed and pinned my hands over my head.
“Your sweet body, baby. You’re so sxy.” The guy said and went on top of me.
“I’ll scream!” I shouted.
I realized they were wearing gas mask which had night vision. No wonder they caught me easily.
“That’s a music to my ears and this room is soundproof.” Another de-ep voice holding my hand said.
I begin to shed tears “Please, let me go. I’m begging you. Don’t do this please.” I begged.
“Shut up you punk!” Another one said.
“Please. Help!! Help Me!!!!” I screamed as he to..re my cIothes in piece.
“Please I’m begging you! My life will be ruined please!!” I cried bitterly.
He ignored me as he took of his trousers and inse-rted his thing into me.
“Help Me!!! Please!!!” I ¢ried louder and louder as it’s causing me nothing but pa!n and sorrow.
The other guys were laughing and having fun watching me being rapped. He $trangIed my ne-ck ti-ghtly while rapping me.
I saw a white vintage bead br@celet he’s wearing.
“Stop!!! Please Stop!!! I’m begging you!!! Please!!! Help Me!!!” I continued crying and yelling for help even though no one answered.
The mon$ter rapped me till his satisfaction and all of them laughed.
“What a wh’re!”
“She’s so pretending.”
“She’s such a dirty slvt.” They mocked me as they left the bedroom.
I felt very weak. My leg and bed are filled with bIood. I can’t believe My life is ruined. I just lost my vrgnty to a rappist I don’t know.
CHAPTER 5
2:00 AFTER MIDNIGHT
MONICA’S POV
I was still in the bedroom crying loudly and uncontrollably for 3 hours, feeling miserable on the bed.
I kept shedding uncontrollable tears and my eyes are hot and aching.
My life is ruined, I still can’t believe I’ve been rapped. This is the first time I feel emotional and physical pain. I swear that person will suffer. I’ll never forgive and forget this incident.
WHO’S THE FATHER : CHAPTER 1 – 10
BIANCA’S POV
“Thanks for coming. Bye!” I giggled at the last guest that left mansion.
Yeah, the prom party is just over, Thank God, because it’s so noisy and loud and ¢razy I couldn’t even focus on myself.
Thank God, Monica left earlier. It’s just offensive she didn’t inform me before she left. I closed and locked the door and went to the living room.
“Wow, what a night.” Patricia sighed.
“I know right?” I smiled.
“I’ll go freshen up.” she said as she went inside, upstairs.
“Everywhere is messed up.” I scoffed as I went upstairs.
I was walking down the pas-sage, pas-sed the first guestroom. I stopped when I heard someone crying.
Who’s there? It’s only me and Patricia at home. Is this house haunted with Banshee? God Forbid.
“Whyyy!!!” The girl screamed from the bedroom.
Who’s that?
I gently opened the door, turned on the light and my jaw dropped with extreme shock.
Monica on the floor, looking miserable, her eyes are swollen and dark cycles. Her hair’s messed up, watery mu¢us was coming out of her nose. BIood all over the bed.
“Oh My God!!! Monica!!! Blood?! What happened to you??!!!” I cried as I ran to her, bent and hu-gged her.
“They rapped me!!!” She cried.
“Who?!” I asked.
“I…I don’t kn…. Know. It…. It was d…dark and…” She stammered and was pa-nting heavily.
“I nee-d to take you to the hospital. Come on. Patricia!!!” I called as I put Monica’s arm around my shoulder and lift her.
Patricia and I took her to the hospital, the doctor treated her and we’re hiding from her dad because he works there.
WHO’S THE FATHER : CHAPTER 1 – 10
IN THE MORNING
I stay with Monica till the next morning. Gave her breakfast but she refused to eat.
Who’s that ba$tard that did such a thing you my best friend?
She was resting on the hospital bed still sad and wanted to weep.
I sat on the bed beside her.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“No, I’m not.” She said starring at the ceiling “Thanks for helping.”
“Anything for my best friend.” I held her hand.
“Just go I nee-d some time alone. M” She said.
I sighed “But Monica…”
“Just leave. My life is going ruined for the first time so please, I nee-d space.” She sobbed.
I bent my head sadly “Okay, take care.” I said as I walked out of the ward.
I hope Monica will be okay.
AFTERNOON AT THE POLICE STATION
MONICA’S POV
“Seriously? Aren’t you gonna do anything about the rappe case?” I yelled at the inspector sitting in front of me.
I sneaked out of the hospital so that my dad won’t see me. I decided to go to the police station to report the case but he didn’t want to do anything.
“Ma’am, I un-derstand your situation but come on. You don’t know who rapped you, don’t know his face, how he looks like or anything. How are we gonna do catch the rappist?” He asked.
I shrugged “I don’t know, all I know is they were four of them, wearing gas masks, the rappist was wearing a weird white vintage bead br@celet.”
The inspector “Sorry ma’am, that information is not enough. We nee-d more information to investigate…”
“You know what?” I asked as I stood up angrily “It’s useless talking to you people. I’m out of here and that bch will suffer till he d!es.” I said as I left the police station.
MIA’S POV
“Call her again.” mom said to me, pacing around in the living, waiting for Monica to come home.
I was sitting on the couch, dialing Monica’s number, feeling worried.
I rolled my eyes “I’ve called her like 50 times, no one’s answering.”
“Well, did she see our text messages?” mom asked.
“I don’t think so.” I replied.
The door opened and Monica walked in. We got excited.
“Monica!” mom and I hu-gged her bit she pvshed us away.
I frowned as I noticed she looks messy and doesn’t look good. “Monic, are you okay?” I asked.
“Baby, is something wrong?” mom asked.
Monica burst into tears as she hu-gged mom. “Shhh, it’s okay sweetie. Let’s go inside.”
MONICA’S POV
I entered my bedroom with my mom.
“Wait for me, I’ll make you some Beverage.” mom said as she left.
I lay down on my bed and burst into more tears. I can’t stop thinking about that night incident.
Someone knocked my door. “Monica?” Mia called as she walked in.
I quickly wiped my tears and sat on the bed.
“Is everything okay?” she asked.
I shook my head “Go away, I’m not ready to talk about it.”
“Come on Monica, I’m your sister. I promise not to tell anyone.” Mia said softly.
I explained what happened last night and Mia gasped.
“Oh my God, that’s terrible. To my own sister? Who’s that?” She asked.
“I don’t know. Every where’s dark and they’re wearing gas mask.” I replied.
“We have to report to the police. Mom and dad must know about this.” She said angrily.
“No! Please don’t tell mom and dad or anyone. I’ve already told the police.” I said.
“And what did they say?” She asked.
“They can’t investigate because I didn’t have enough information.”
“But we gotta do something.”
“Let’s just act like nothing happened and keep my good image.” I suggested.
“Hey sweetie, here’s hot chocolate drink.” mom said as she walked in with a white mug of hot thick chocolate.
“Thanks mom.” I smiled as I for-ced myself and drank the chocolate.
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