Dirty Daughter

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

Dream? Dream? Dream? I mean this must be a dream. Steven is one of the most holy guy in church, I mean he is always active in the things of God.

“Steven!” I yelled.

“Joanne” Steven replied with fear in his voice as he quic-kly stood up and Jessica hissed, wore her clothes and went upstairs. I’m used to walking in on her having S-x but what the hell! Steven of all people.
“I’m disappointed” I managed to say before going to my room.

My mom returned home later in the day but my dad didn’t, he had some issues to sort out.
“Good evening mom” I greeted as she sat down on the couch looking so exhausted.
“My darling, how are you?” She asked.

“I’m fine mom, what did you buy for me?”
“Joanne, must I always buy you something, you are no longer a baby ooo” she replied jokingly opening her bag as she brou-ght out a gold chain with a lovely heart shaped pendant.
“Thanks mom” I jumped up for joy and took the chain from her wearing it on my n£¢k.
“Where is Jess? I got her something too”
“She is upstairs” I replied.
A call interrupted our conversation, it was from Steven, he has been b!owing up my phone since the incidence earlier but I declined the call and continued chatting with mom before Jessica joined us.

“Jess darling, can you plea-se get me a glas-s of water?” mom calmly asked.
“No I can’t!” Jessica replied.
“Why not?” My mom asked with anger.

“I’m not Kira the house help and Kira would never be me so if you would plea-se excuse me I’ve better things to do” she said and attem-pted to leave when my mom landed a h0t sl@p on her face.

“How dare you” Jessica shouted.

“Joanne can you see what’s happening?” My mom questioned dumbfounded. I remained silent, personally I supported the fact that she declined bringing the water. I mean what was Kira there for but she would have said it politely, but she kind of did anyways never mind my opinion but she deserved that sl@p she had been a pin in my as-s for a while now. Mom grounded Jessica and took away her gadgets and would return them in a month time. I was happy with mom’s decision not because she disobeyed just because Jess and I have an unfinished business. When dad got home that day hell broke lose, he punished Jessica to the extent that she wished she was never born.

Weeks went by and I was to resume second semester next week Monday and today was Thursday. I was alre-ady packing my things because I plan to leave tomorrow. Jaden went to school yesterday so I was on my own because mom and dad went on a trip as usual and Jessica went to see her b©yfri£nd. I called Debbie to come help me out.
“What are you packing that I have to help you out?” She asked over the phone.

“plea-se na, st©p behaving like I’m the crazy one” I replied.
“Fine, I’d be there shortly”
“Thank you bestie” I replied tossing my phone on the be-d. When I’m in school I make sure I avoid Debbie so she wouldn’t spoil my vibes with her Christian attitude, we are only besties when I’m at home or in church or at school on seldom occasions.

She got here and we started talking, I haven’t told Debbie about Ken and I being in a relationsh!pbut I plan on telling her soon but not today, I don’t know why I feel uncomfortable telling her because she and ken were never in a relationsh!por were attra-cted to themselves so i didn’t break the girl code but I was still feeling uneasy about telling her.
“So any gist?” I asked so as to make the room lively.
“The JHD are organising a crusade next month and I was asked to preach” she said really feeling proud of herself.
“Must you always spoil the mood with your Jesus stuff and by the way when did you become a pastor?” I asked folding my clothes into a box.
“It is a student fellowsh!pand the Holy Spirit ministered to Brother Joseph to make me the officiating minister for the day. My sister you nee-d to see how scared I was when Joseph told me about it but after praying The Lord gave me strength to face the situation and take advantage of it” she replied with a smile.

“And why are you telling me about it?” I asked with disgust.
“I want you to come and join the JHD and also attend the crusade. The Lord is going to…”
“St©p there Deb, plea-se I’m not in the mood for this, I can’t go one conversation with you without you talking about Christian stuff. What the f*@k is wrong with you? I’m tired abeg start going home” I pushed her out of my room, I could hear her say ‘The Lord would t©uçh your heart someday’ Her words infuriated me who does she think she is? Jesus? I doubt that, I’m tired of all this her holy holy.

I continued packing and put a call throu-gh to Gina who just landed in the country.
“Pastor daughter!” She tea-sed
“Babe abeg, you know I don’t like that title.” I replied.

“Sorry ooo child of the World, anyways I’m having a p@rty tomorrow I alre-ady told Tessa about it, she would be back from New York tomorrow.” She added.

“What about Becky?” I asked.
“Becky c@m£ back from Dubai yesterday” she added but the background was so noisy I ba-rely could hear her.
“I’ll call you later it seems you are busy, Australian baby” I said
“Later ooo Pastor child” she ended the call before I could say a word.

So Becky is back and she couldn’t even tell me, how cruel of her, I tossed and turned on my be-d I wanted to call her but a p@rt of me said I shouldn’t so I just l@yon my be-d waiting for my dad to return so he could give me some money, I was lost in my thoughts when I heard noise downstairs, I knew it was my dad and mom so I rushed downstairs to welcome them.
“Mom, dad welcome back” I greeted as I hvgged my mom who looked so happy for a reason unknown.

“How are you my dear? Hope you’ve eaten?” She asked still smiling.

“Yes mom, why are you so happy?” I couldn’t hide my curiosity anymore.
“Darling, I’m travelling to the UK next month for the world women conference and I’m officiating on one of the days and I get to be with other great women of God, I’m more than happy, I’m grateful to God” she smiled brightly.

“Ha! I’m happy for you mom, so happy for you” I hvgged her ti-ght. All this while my dad alre-ady went upstairs so I didn’t see him to ask him for the money I nee-ded.

“Mom…”

“I know, go and ask him, don’t forget to knock before entering” she added before heading to the kitchen with Kira.

I knocked on the door gently but no response, I did it again for the second time before my dad answered from inside.
“Come in!” I heard his masculine voice.

On getting in I saw bundles of money arranged on his table, to my estimations it was up to 500 thousand or maybe more.
“Hey dad, I’d be going to school tomorrow” I said calmly. My dad and I have a very rocky relationsh!p, since I could remember I have always disappointed my dad and I was fine with it, since his problems don’t affect my lifestyle and he sought out my bills, most at least.
“And?” He asked.
“I nee-d some money to survive” I replied.
“Joanne! How much do you nee-d? I said nee-d not WANT ooo” he la-id emphasis on the nee-d.