teeth saying. " tell me Rebecca, is he the real father. ?" Derrick asked with a glint of disgust in his eyes. "Derrick... how could you say such a thing!" I cried. "Having sex with yo

ng a rough day and we need to sort..." " Don't make me repeat myself Rebecca." He rudely interrupted. "Mom ill call you." I gave her a kiss on her cheek as i dashed quickly to Derricks car. My heart thumped radically as i was about to step into the vehicle. My lips and hands had began to tremble for fear of what he had in mind. He then started the ignition and i threw myself in. moms and my eyes locked as i silently waved her where she stood hands clasped in deep concern for me. I forced out a weak and pathetic smile. Now we were outside the compound. My trembling fingers remained intertwined as i earnestly waited for him to speak. He had the speed on full acceleration with one of his hands caressing his beards. I yearned for something that would spark up a conversation. At intervals i would sneak a peek at him, but his facial emotions remained the same. Hard jaws and swift eyes. Just then his phone beeped. Eager to assist him or prove my usefulness in one way or the other, i reached for his phone faster than he did. My breath hitched before i could utter any word and my eyes blurred as i stared at the message for a few seconds which felt like an eternity of time. There was a cold shrill feeling which ran across my body and my eyelids lifted up slowly to his face. "Here give me that!" He said, yanking the phone out of my hand forcefully. "Derrick..." i muttered. "Why is Fiona texting you that she needs you inside of her badly?" My voice cracked. But he only scoffed and chuckled loudly without uttering a word as he focused on the road. "Derrick Fiona is my sister! ...how could you disrespect me like that!" I burst out crying. Bu