Twenty Nine

Twenty Nine


KATHY

In no time, I had gotten up to the finish line falling over on my face as I cut through the rope.

I Finally crossed the finish line and next to cross the line behind me was Liam. Who was screaming 

"oh my God, I almost had it" 

I turned around and could see the defeat in his face. 

I could tell from the look on his face that he was very disappointed, he thought he had won already.

I smiled loving the feeling I got from emerging as the winner for the second game.

He was consoled by another who was third in position. 

I felt so happy and glad that I actually won it.

I had gotten more interested in getting to the finish line the minute I was allowed back into the game after the disqualification of Joanna. 

"Well, you keep on surprising me and showing me that you have a lot of equalities and attributes in you".

"I thought you had lost the race but you showed great faith and believe in yourself, you never lost hope." Damon said, smiling at me.

I stood listening to every word he had to say about the race. 

"But you kept on pushing and striving, that's a very good job" he added.

"I appreciate your perseverance," he said.

I was sort of confused, on why he suddenly sounded so different.

"We are done for the day, for the rest of you I also appreciate that you gave your all and didn't give up". 

" That was a good job y'all" Damon said.

"You guys should just relax and enjoy the rest of the day,” he said.

“I have something for the first to third positions Including those who got to the second round," he added, staring at us.

We all left the field heading back into the mansion, my thoughts were on Joana 

And all I just wanted was to check on her and talk to her. 

When I got into the mansion, I looked around the sitting room to see if I could find her. 

And just as I kept looking I bumper into her by the corridor, holding on to the rail and staring into the dark.

I walked silently from behind her as I called out to her.

“Joana!!” I called out hoping she would respond immediately

And eventually, she did.

“Hey” she said, faking a smile pulling her scarf over her face.

"From the look on your face, I guess you won the race," she added.

"Apparently, yes,” I responded, smiling back at her. 

“I'm sorry about what happened earlier” I said feeling bad over getting her disqualified.

"No, don't say that, it wasn't your fault” she said smiling at me.

“Are you sure about that?” she added.

“I was in need of the break anyway,” she said.

“So thanks,” she said.

You are welcome, I replied. 

We both stayed mute for a couple of minutes staring into space, when it popped into my head to put out the question to her.

“Can I ask a question?” I said boldly.

“Is there something we all should know about Henry and why you have those scars on?

“You can tell me whatever, I promise not to spill” I said.

I watched her tremble at my words, like I had said something off the book.

“You can tell me,” I said, walking closer to her.

“Just trust me on this,” I said.

She stayed silent for a couple of minutes, without a single word to me.

And without her wanting to spill, I moved away from her wanting to leave.

“Whatever it is, I just hope you realize you don’t deserve any of that” I said wanting to move.

"He sleeps with me and sexually abuses me,” she said, stopping me from leaving.

“I…”

“I have accepted my fate, that’s why I don't feel like talking about it" She said with a sad look on her face.

" Wow," I said, feeling shocked.

“Henry does what?"

“He must be nuts or crazy for doing something like that. How come you let him do all that to you?

“Including the scars?” I asked..

He had a fight with his mate, which resulted in them having to reject themselves days afterwards.

“Well, we all saw how devastated and how much of a mess he was,” she explained.

“ And so, I got closer to him and tried consoling him, just to make him feel better. But I guess that was my mistake in the first place” she said.

“One night I was in my nightie and came downstairs to get a glass of water, I bumped into him by the kitchen counter feeling all sober and down” she added.

“So I tried talking him into going back to bed” she said.

“With all my effort being pointless and wasted, I told him I was going back to bed and that I just had to come get a glass of water,” she added.

“But While leaving he held onto my arm, staring at me seductively,”

“The next thing I knew, he had my panties removed holding me against the counter with his hands to my mouth” 

“And then he..” she paused.

“He raped me!!” she said, breaking into tears.

“I was helpless Kathy!!”

“I couldn't scream or yell” she said with tears rolling down her cheeks.

“I cried all through the night, knowing I was used by the very one Beta I had grown to trust at some point,” she said.

“And ever since then, I have been tossed around like a toy Kathy!!” she cried out.

I felt so hurt seeing her in tears, that I couldn't help but walk over to her Holding her by the hand as I pulled her in for a hug.

“ You don't have to feel that way, he is just a piece of trash. I never liked his personality from the first day I got here." I said.

“You are not a toy!!” I said hugging her.

I knew there was something fishy about all of what I noticed…