The Bully's addictions

chapter 20

Dad doesn't have any tattoo as far as I knew

But in this picture the tattoos covered a large part of his neck before disappearing into the material of his clothing

How was this even possible?

Dad was sure a man of discipline, his personality sure doesn't match what am seeing right in this picture.

But then again, this picture must have been taken more than ten years ago , perhaps during that time he must have drawn one, then decided to erase it as he got older...

With this explanation I was once again struck in a dead end...

I had to find out something, I just had a strong desire to which came from the fact that he'd hurt and degraded me all my life

Now that it seems there was a reason behind it , I have to find out.

Why Mark Andrew despise me so much... And why...

Why he's so obsessed with me...'

' you are my world Anna and you won't ever get away...I'll have to kill you before that " his words were still branded to my heart like molten steel ....

I don't know why but I believed him.

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My eyes opened slowly to the blinding morning sun, I had forgotten to close the blinds last night, it was also quite late, it was a weekend so it didn't matter, I slept late last night .... Thinking but ended up with nothing , it wasn't a surprise that I slept in

I stretch a little before making my way out of the bed , I made way to the bathroom to do my morning business before heading on my way down the stairs

I could hear mum's and Jenifer's voice as I made my way down the stairs, then I heard a very familiar voice ....

A huge grin broke out my face as I hastened on my footsteps

"Dad! you came back!" I exclaimed as he embraced me pecking both my cheeks

"Of course, and I'm back to stay this time around "

He quited his job? As if aware of my thoughts he added

"I'm getting old, I just realized how much you and your sister has grown , I want us to stay together happily as family from now onwards "

I felt a heavy pang in my heart , I wanted to tell him that it was already too late for that, too late for me...if only he'd decided as he did now nine years ago maybe......

Just maybe my life wouldn't have turned out this way....

I already lost my childhood and adolescence .... after our final exam, I will finally be free from Mark and all that comes along with it...

I I'll never get back those years, there are gone forever...

"It also your birthday , tell me what do you wish to have as a present, I'll make it happen"

I smiled sadly to that, due to all the stress this pass few days I had almost forgotten that my birthday is coming up in just four days....

I smiled inwardly, my only wish was that I should never have meet Mark in this life....

I should never have become his target ....

I also wished I didn't enjoy the dirty pleasures he forced on me.....

I looked up realizing he'd been speaking to me while I had been struck In a daze like state

"Is there something wrong? Why do you look so....."

"I'm fine Dad" I forced a smile on my lips considering the fact that mum and Jenifer's attention has also turned towards us.

My searching gaze focused on his neck fir a while, even if he had his tattoos scraped off , it would have surely left some scars but no, it was all smooth except for the stumble of his beards.

If I didn't know better, I would have thought he had a twins brother who happened to be the one in that picture.....

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I nibbled on my breakfast quietly, mum and dad were currently catching up , I assume they have so many things to talk about .

"Why are you lost ? You are eating so cultured today " I ignored Jenifer's taunts, still trapped in my thoughts .

"Are you behaving this way because of what I said the other day? Look Anna..."

"Do you know dad use to have a tattoo?"

I blinked realizing I said that out, she shot me an 'are you kidding me look ', like I hv grown two heads

"I saw one of his old pictures,he really did have one"

"Dad? No freaking way ! Oh ... You must be talking about uncle philip !"

Now it was my turn to gape at her ....

An uncle? That looks exactly like dad? Even I couldn't tell the difference said Jenifer

"I think I was only three or four then....I remembered always hiding inside the closet whenever he would come because of those scaring tattoos on his neck, apart from that he and dad are identical , no notable difference "

An uncle? Why hasn't anyone mentioned it...

Not even for once?

That isn't your dad....

Mum had snapped the other day, okay I got it clearly at this point now, but why was mum so secretive about him? I had never in my life seen her look so upset and even scared

All this were beginning to make a little sense to me now

Wait...did she said...was? Could it be that he was dea....

"Where's he now?"I asked

"I don't know.... Mum and dad never speaks about him anymore , that's probably why you don't know him ...but"

"B...but?"

She took a quick glance around as if she was about exposing a big secret

"I overheard their discussion once you know.... They said that he went missing"

"Missing?" I repeat dumbly

She gave a slight shrugged

"Well he went to work one day and that's the last day they ever heard from him"

My blood ran cold at her words...

They was an uncle I didn't know about, not only that he was also missing....?

Based on what mum had revealed the other day, this uncle philip use to work for Mark's family....

What does all this mean? What had really happened to him?

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