Chapter two :"Dad?"

Catherine's spirit left her soul for a split second. It seemed the world was against her and she prayed it was a dream or he was Joking.

But no, Vikram doesn't joke. 

" Ex ex ..Excuse me…Sir?" 

Without looking up at her, he retorts " You heard me right, you are fired. Tell the accountant to arrange your payments for you then leave. I never want to set my eyes on you anymore."

Tears glistened in her eyes as she fought as hard as she could to hold the tears back from dropping.

"Please leave," He said again, smirking when he looked up to see her still standing there. 

She takes her turn and leaves the office and goes straight to the accountant to get her money.

"You mean the boss fired you? Oh no, I'm so sorry Catherine" The accountant sympathized with her and she quickly took the dollar notes from her hand rushing away so that her tears would not drop.

She hated being pitied or sympathized because it sounded like mockery to her. Without saying a word to any of her office colleagues she grabbed her bag and headed out of the company.

As she strolled down the streets slowly, she began brainstorming and recounting what to do with her life and how she would survive and support her family 

Catherine's parents are now old and her mother Theresa is in the hospital bed. She was diagnosed with a heart attack and all the bills are on her.

In case you are wondering where the father is, her Dad lost his job and he squandered the remaining money by gambling with his rich friends and getting all the girls in the brothel.

All the bills are on Catherine, including her sister's school fees. Her head started spinning and her mind wrestled with thoughts. 

As she walks down the road, a car behind comes horning, almost hitting her and she doesn't hear it because she is lost in thoughts.

" What are you thinking of bitch?" An angry male voice from the vehicle yelled, snapping her away from her reverie as he drove past her.

"What do I do now? Oh no!! " She wipes her eyes and pauses to check her account balance. She opens her phone and checks her bank app. The account balance read zero and her savings were empty.

She sighs, takes a deep breath, and looks at the money in her palm. There were just fifty dollars left with her.

"If I pay for the bus and go back home, what am I going to do now? The money would be cut short." She mumbled as tears rolled down her eyes and she wiped it off.

She sneezes and moves to the bus stop close by. Soon she was on the bus and arrived home an hour later. As she opens the door and gets in, she immediately flung her bag on the couch and sinks into it.

She opens her social media app and screws through it to escape from reality for a while. While she screwed up the posts on I*******m, her ex-boyfriend's post popped up.

He was with a new girl already, he made several nice videos with her and Catherine watched them. She wiped off her tears as she viewed it. He was no longer there for her to cry on.

They had just broken up a week ago and he moved on so easily and is with a new girl?

"Life, I was all in this relationship alone. Dating myself, it's funny how I am always seeing him getting Amy nice stuff and expensive gifts and posting them on I*******m." She sneezed in between her mumbling and wiped her eyes.

It was pretty obvious that she had not moved on yet and In addition to that she just lost her job.

As she continued to swipe through his profile she tapped, wells of tears sprung out of her eyelids.

"Thank God I didn't give him my virginity, stupid mother fucker" She flung her phone slightly and gets up from the couch, picking up her bag and her phone with her, and she leaves for her room.

As she heads to her room, she hears sounds from the bed creaking. "The sound should not be coming from my room" She mutters and opens her door.

She drops her bag and goes out of her room again, heading to the kitchen. She grabs a few things from the kitchen. Food materials were almost running out in the kitchen and she noticed, all the load is on her and all the dad does is go out with his rich friends and whores?

Anger began boiling in her and she hurriedly finished her food. As she heads out of the kitchen, she hears the scream.

Not ordinary screams screams from moans, and torture in bed.

She walks back to her room but is disturbed by the ladies' screams and the creaking sounds of the bed.

She paces around for a minute thinking of what to do to stop the noise.

With that anger, she walked down the corridor and went to her dad's door. The closer she got, the louder the screams. She halts when she reaches his door, one part of her thinks of knocking but another part declines knocking on the door.

She immediately opens the door and steps in, but the two persons on the bed do not hear her come in. She could see that they were in a missionary style, the lady was underneath, while her father was on top of her riding her.

 Catherine could not see the lady's face well as the blanket covered her and her dad too. As she walked closer, gasps and shivering sounds filled the air. Her dad groaned and the lady moaned.

Soon she got closer to her dad and called out, "Dad?" 

The Dad turns his face and sees her, he hurriedly rushes down and the lady tries to cover her face from embarrassment. Catherine was shocked to see who this lady was.

The lady was no one else apart from her mother's younger sister.