Stark became uncomfortable, if kelvin starts
suspecting anything unusual, he could go an extra length to find out.
Kelvin was closer to Luke than Stark.
"Luke killed himself, didn't you see the pistol?",
"I did, but then, the killer would want to make it look like a suicide by placing the weapon in his hand",
Stark kept mute, he didn't want to sound so defensive.
"Stark, am leaving", Kelvin left.
He remained and stared at the grave. He imagined the look on Luke's face before he died.
He sighed and walked away. He got to his car, Matilda stood beside the
car, Lana sat at the back seat, her hands folded. She kept a straight
face. "What took you so long?" Matilda asked, "I was with Kelvin",
"Let's go". She got in as soon as he got behind the wheel. His thoughts
were on Kelvin. Kelvin had so many top connections, he could go any
length to sort out any confusion.
"What's the problem Stark, you
look really solem", "i'm fine, just worried about Kelvin", "Kelvin is
not a problem, he's still in shock".
As soon as they got home, Lana
raced upstairs, she ignored Matilda's call, she kept screaming "I hate
the both of you", she shut the door, sat on the floor and wept, life was
so unfair, she needed to go away. Matilda kept Knocking, "let me come
in", "go away, I don't want to see you, I hate you". She got tired of
knocking, "suit yourself, when you become hungry, there would be food in
the kitchen".
Stark ignored the commotion, he got to the kitchen and helped himself with lunch.
Lana began feeling pain around her waist, her lower abdomen hurt her.
She felt liquid trickle between her thighs. She rushed into the bathroom
to check herself. She raised her dress, pulled down her pant. She got
scared and irritated , her pants had been soiled with red liquid. It
wasn't new to her. Her mom had taught her about the menstrual cycle. She
was having her first period.
A cramp seized her belly, she wanted
to scream but held on. She heard the room door open, then a knock on the
bathroom door. "Lana", Matilda called her name, "would you like to
eat anything?",
"No i'm fine", Matilda picked a different tone in
her voice. " are you alright". No response. She opened the door and saw
Lana trying to clean herself up, she looked at the floor and saw her
pant lying carelessly on the floor, she picked it up and saw the stain.
"What happened?", Lana looked a bit embarrassed to be seen like that.
"It's that time of the month", she replied. Matilda's eyes widened then
she smiled.
"You are now a woman!".
Matilda helped her to clean
up, got her pads and taught her how to use it. Matilda made sure she
ate, she left Lana lying on the bed. As soon as Matilda left the room,
Lana got up and walked towards the dressing mirror. She stared at her
reflection, sighed, shut her eyes and opened them. She imagined her mom
looking at her, she smiled "mom, am now a woman, but you're not here to
see me become a woman", she stared deep into the mirror. She waved the
thought of her mom and looked at her own reflection. She was definitely
her mother's replica. Something in her became different, she felt
different. The rape flashed through her mind, she became angry. Deep
down she was never going to forgive Stark for everything, he took away
the people she loved in a twinkle of an eye. Another cramp seized her,
she got back to bed and went into a deep sleep.
A tap on her arm woke her up.
"Wake up Lana!", she groaned and opened her eyes reluctantly. Her eyes
met with his eyes, she sat up quickly, she became afraid, "what are you
doing here?", "I came to spend time with my baby", he got closer and
touched her legs lightly. " I love your black dress",
"You bought it for me",
"Oh really!", he feigned surprise,
"Yes",
"What's underneath your dress?",
It was happening all over again, her heart raced fast.
"Uncle Stark, please leave me alone",
She slowly tried to get out the bed, he pushed her back.
"Get back!", his eyes had a dark desire. She trembled, her throat
became dry. She couldn't cry, she kept pleading. He pinned her down, she
saw a scissors in his right hand, he started tearing the dress, she
struggled and screamed, "don't please", "MOM!", she screamed. He
suddenly stopped, looked down at her, then looked behind him, he saw
Michelle walking towards him with a knife, " leave my daughter alone,
you beast",
"Mommy please don't go close to him", she ignored her
daughter's plea, she kept going forward really angry, her eyes emitted
vengeance.
The scissors in his hand changed to a gun, he pointed it
towards Michelle, "Lana is mine and you are dead", he pulled the
trigger, the sound was loud. She fell with a heavy thud, Lana ran
towards her mom. "Mom, please don't go", Michelle looked at Lana and
smiled " be strong Lana, you're now a woman", she slowly faded away.
Lana sobbed, she looked towards where Luke was, but didn't see him, she
saw Matilda her hands outstretched and smiling, "come let me take care
of you",
"No!, you can never take my mother's place". Slowly Matilda
metamorphosed to Mark an evil grin played on his face, "now that your
whore mother is gone, you can now take over, i've nothing to do with
whores", "I HATE YOU", she screamed. He disappeared. She felt a hand on
her left shoulder, she turned to see Luke, "Lana, be strong!", he
smiled, tears rolled down her face, "don't leave me too", he touched her
face, "I 'm not here anymore", he disappeared too. She fell to the
floor and sobbed. She opened her eyes and saw herself on the bed. She
looked round the room and saw no one, she touched her face and felt
tears, she wiped it off immediately. She got up and checked the door and
made sure it was properly locked. She got back to bed. The dream felt
so real, she touched her forehead it was hot, she had a side headache.
Deep down she knew she had to stop whining like a baby, her mother
wasn't coming back, neither was Luke. The thought of going back to her
father frightened her. A part of her became hardened.
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