chapter 1

I threw my small mini bag through my window and it landed

with a thud. Thank God it did not cause so much noise for my parents were in

the front yard.

"Josie sweetheart,mommy is here, I have chocolate balls

for you ,"My mother shouted sweetly across the hallway.

I wanted to feel bad about it but I could not because it was

a fucking accident. I loved my sister.

I tip toed to the ground floor to ensure my mother never

went to the backyard and found out what happened when I was still in that damn

pool.

"Norah? Where is your baby sister? I can not find her

in her play room." She called for me and I was happy she had not bothered

to walk to the kitchen.

"Auntie Lilian? Anyone?" She kept shouting

sweetly.

"Mom , where is dad?" I asked her as I kissed her

on the cheek.

"She was held up on a meeting. Guess what Norah, For

the first time today we will have a dinner together. It was long since I

prepared dinner for the family." She said trying to look for Jossie in the

living room.

I moved my arms forward and she froze.

"Whose blood is that? Why are you carrying a butchers

knife, "She asked sweating profusely.

She was scared of me for as long as I can remember. Everyone

in that house thought I was a psycho and they ended up home schooling me and

every time I left the house was to go to the hospital.

I can't remember the last time I was on mall.

"Stay calm or I will do the worst to you mother,"

I talked to her twisting the all red knife.

"Where is my baby?"She asked

"In the deep end of the pool swimming," I told

her.

I cut through palm deep enough and gasped a little from the

pain and the dark ted blood that oozed from it like a spring.

"Why Norah?"She asked looking at me puzzled.

"We are making a covenant sweet mother,". I smiled

as blood dropped in the cos

Cozzy white carpet in the living room.

"I grabbed her hand and cut through her palm like I was

possessed." She sat on the floor screaming from the pain that come from

her palm.

I  greeted her with

our wounded hands despite the terror and horror in her eyes.

"You are just like your father,"She cursed.

"Who? Jonathan?" I asked.

"No, Lucifer," She said shortly.

"You are the psycho sweet mother, you should see a

doctor."I said as I dragged her to the kitchen.

"This is Aunt Lilian's blood and over there is her dead

body. See mother look at it," I dragged her to the face of aunt Lilian

that she tripped and fell on the blood making her silk clothing soak on blood.

Lilian's body had started producing some wierd morgue scent

and some little ants had started making their way to all her openings

especially her ears.

"Let's go check on my little sister," I dragged

her on the floor to the back door  . She

tried to struggle herself out of my gasp but I slit her arm a little to let go

of her resentment and continue following me just like a dog does to the master.

I could feel my mother sneering at the sight of any part of

my body but she did not have to do that because she said it herself, I am a

devils child.

"You killed her you little witch," She screamed

and using a bit of her last strength, she pushed me into the pool.

Dusk was approaching and I could hear the crickets as the

moon took its cover for the night.

The swimming pool water turned crimson red. I swam in a pool

of fresh blood and I could feel a good euphoria in my blood.

"You will die for this mother," I clenched my

teeth as I said this.

"Then you will have to kill me like the way you killed

your baby sister,"She swore.

"I thought you would never ask,"I shouted and swam

out of the water to where she was.

Before I could decide on the best way to kill this bitch who

gave her legs to the devil, she had set a trap for me . A vicious trap to kill

me and there was no going back.

"Drink from it Norah,"She forced her cut hand into

my mouth and I chocked as blood made its way to my throat .

"I am the real devil," She sneered and started

laughing. You are just young but I have done this to people since 1970s.

"Do you think I care about that sister of yours? I sold

my uterus to your dad and that kid is a reflection of what your dad did to me.

" She continued with her bloody tale.

"She cheated on me with Trisha,"She said laughing

like a wild woman.

"Do you know where Trisha is?" She asked.

"No mother,"I said with a low voice completely

scared of her but she lifted me by my neck pressing hard of my two major

arteries threatening to kill me.

"Think Straight Norah Lucifer," She forced me to

know what she was talking about.

"She died mother, she died of gas poisoning in her room

in Hawaii," I said and my voice come out full of fear.

"Mustard gas is easy to find when you have all the

connections in the world and so you know, I can get anything I want in this

life."She said laughing and left hold of me and I fell in the bloody lawn

twisting my ankle.

"I did not kill her,"I cried.

"I did kill her, I had planned for it for it 4 hours

ago." She said drinking from her hand.

"You are evil," I groaned tears falling from my

eyes like water from a faulty tap.

"Am your father's better half," She said smiling.

"I am going to tell Jonathan about this,"I said

and dragged myself towards the house.

She stepped on my backbone and threatened to break it with

her six inch boots.

"He is out of the country and by the time he comes back,

I will have returned the mansion to its previous state. I will go ahead and

tell him that you ran away after killing her daughter. I can't wait to see the

reaction in his face." Get out of there kiddo. She kicked me with her

boots on my skull.

I followed her slowly to our house and cried at the weight

of everything that had happened. I was raised by an evil monster in sheep's

clothing.

What is worse? Knowing your father is a devil or knowing

your mother is a serial killer with no class hence ending up to kill minors.

"Sit," She ordered me.

"Just tell me am not your daughter,"I begged.

"You are my baby,"She said banging the glass table

in our dining room.

"Who is my father?" I asked.

"He doesn't care about you," She said and laughed.

"Are you going to kill me?" I asked.

"Yes, in the very end but meanwhile, I have a test for

you.

"What kind of test is that?" I asked.

"Kill me devil," She demanded.

"I can't. I am not like you devils wife,"I could

not contain my spite anymore.

"Then you leave me no choice," She said and rushed

to the kitchen.

With that I took my sneakers and banged hard against the

glass table breaking it into a million pieces.

If I was going to die then, I would die fighting.

I grabbed my glass and followed her to the kitchen.

Just then, the lights started blinking and then went off.

Where the fucking hell is she?

I hesitated and stood right outside the door waiting for a

sign to know of her exact location .

Just then, a droup of blood fell on my face and I could feel where she was and with a single bit of

strength, I dug the cut out glass into an organ of her body and I prayed so

hard that it was her heart.

She walked loudly and grabbed me by my hair pulling it that

I slip to the floor.

I picked another cut glass and cut the hair she was holding

and cut it even though it was the painful thing I had ever experienced.

I pushed her aside and took off making for the door.

I stepped on the table glasses making them puncture my skin

and I was not sure if I would ever step on the grass again but running across

the lawn made me understand that everyone will try all they can to save  their lives.

I could feel the air getting more fresher as I made my way

out of the gate. I was out of the bloody gate and I was ready to face the world

on my own.

I sat at the middle of the road and begged for God to send a

good Samaritan before my devil mother reached me and sent me to my grave.

I had lost so much blood and my body was starting to feel

fragile and I knew f I had passed out at that moment, I would wake up to find

myself in my mother's dreadful pits of evil.

I counted to ten waiting for a sign from God himself and

each second that passed my hopes for living were weighing down.

As if it were a sign from God himself, I saw a ray of light

from a distance and that was the last thing I saw that dreadful day.