Chapter 7

Ava;

I sat in front of the mirror, lost...confused and annoyed.

It's been three days, three days since I've been expecting him. Three days since I've been hoping one of my clients would end up to be him but none of that happened. Instead, I felt like I have lost my charms and I couldn't even seduce a man like Storm?

I bit my lips, trying to calm my anger and in a way it was actually working.

"Hurt those lips and Laila is going to kill you," Lia chuckled, walking into my room and like always with a cigarette in her hand.

It seems she doesn't really care about her lungs after all.

"You know, I can't help but think you've suddenly gone jobless," I snapped coldly, getting annoyed with the fact that she was always around.

"Someone's angry," she cooed with a smile on her face.

"What do you want, Lia? And how come you are not ten feet under already?" I asked with raised brows. I spent the last three days waiting for Laila to inform me about Lia's death but it seems she won't be dying anytime soon.

Nonsense!

"Ouch...Ava" she chuckled loudly, talking, while sitting on the couch.

I rolled my eyes, staring at her reflection in the mirror. I don't why, but I could feel something different about her. Her eyes don't look lifeless and also...the cigarette in her hand. This would be the first time she actually held a cigarette in her hand for that long.

Something's wrong and whatever that is...

It's annoying!

"You know, I was five..."

"The last thing I want to hear right now is your sad story, Lia" I growled, glaring at her from the mirror. One thing I hated was listening to people's past because they do nothing but bring back old memories.

The last thing I needed at that very moment was Lia to ruin my already ruined mood.

Yes, something like that

"Trust me, that's all what you would be hearing today," she said, with a sly smile on her face.

"Lia..." I yelled, turning my face away from the mirror to face her.

"I only wanted to save my life...I wanted nothing more but for him to let me go but he didn't," she cut me off, staring right into my eyes and at that moment I felt...frozen.

I felt like I was frozen in time and a part of me wanted to badly listen to her even if it would just be for a minute or maybe...

Seconds

"I have somewhere..."

"He couldn't let me go and he thought the only right way he could stop me from leaving was by breaking me and trust me, Ava" she paused, ignoring the cold shoulder I was giving her.

"He did and he actually broke me completely,"

'He actually broke me completely,' those words echoed in my brain over and over again as if it was trying to get registered in my brain.

Seconds felt like hours and we both stood still, staring into each other's eyes and if we could see into each other's souls. And for a second, I could actually see right into her. I could finally understand why her eyes looked...lifeless. And why....

Why she look no less than a walking corpse?

I stood up, walking towards Lia who was leaning on the door. I tried to tell myself to stop, to ignore her and walk out the door. I tried to tell myself I was also fighting with my own demons and there was no need to add someone's burden to mine but still....still I found myself, standing in front of her and waiting for her to tell me what actually happened back then.

I was damn curious to know why she lost the light in her eyes when she was nothing but a child.

"What happened back then, Lia?" I found myself asking and I knew too well I was going to regret my decision later.

As if those words were exactly what she needed to find her way out of the darkness she was trapped in, her green eyes glowed for the first time since I've known her.

"My parents died when I was four."

"Laila said your parents were alive?"

*Are they?" She asked, her lips curving into a smile.

"They should and the hell...wipe that smile off your face. It's getting creepy," I growled, annoyed. She smiles a lot and it was getting on my nerves even though there are times those smiles of hers are fake.

"Maybe," she responded, still smiling. Finally coming to the term that the 'maybe' was for my earlier question.

'Maybe I should just drug her to sleep,'

"Trust me, Lia. Me standing here and asking you to tell me about what happened to you is a great deal. Now, it's better you make use of it wisely or misuse it and watch me walk out the door cause you are kind of... annoying me?" I said nonchalantly, fighting the urge to roll my eyes.

'Just two minutes, if she's not done by then...I'm walking out of here,'

"You are cruel, you know"

"Heard worst,"

She let out a frustrated sigh, dropping the cigarette in her hand and rubbing her forehead. "They are dead to me, Ava"

"I guessed as much," I responded half-heartedly. It's once in a blue moon a child would declare her parents dead when they are still alive and breathing which would mean the parents are a set of dick-head and a bitch.

Something like that,

"They were poor and they wanted to get rid of the only thing they considered a burden back then..."

"You," I added not caring if it would hurt her feelings or not and then took my seat.

My legs were fucking hurting!

"They considered their only child a burden and the best way they could think of to get rid of her was by sending her to her uncle who was..." She paused for a while, tightly fisting her knuckles as if she was trying to stop herself...she was trying to stop those tears from falling.

"A sex addict and it wouldn't matter if head caught sleeping with a child that was third his age." She added and then...

Tears!

Tears streamed down her face and that was when it finally made sense.

'She was raped...Lia was raped,