Chapter 2

(Truth or Dare) Pale and trembling in shock. Angela slams down the receiver, not waiting for the unknown blackmailer to finish. Her knuckles were white from gripping the phone. OH God! She whispers. Please let this not be real.

Let me wake up and find it was just an awful dream. It can not be happening. Not now after finally burying the dark past. Who was this caller? How did he know her name?

How does he know so much about her and her ? even her phone number? Dazed and trance, Angela walks to her kitchen with unsteady legs. She takes a glass to fill with water; her throat feels dehydrated.

Blindly she looks out her kitchen window, her mind returning to the callers words; I know what you did with Cassie. I know you hide the body. How does he know so much?

Does she ask herself? How does he know Cassie?

Angela took a sup of cold water; Angelas eyes took in the beauty of the sunset.

The pool where she had a lovely relaxing swim seems to reflect a golden color; the evening sky does not have wind, all so beautifully quiet and peaceful.

Angela looks up at the sky, praying. Please, God, help me. Slowly she turns back and goes to the lounge; her eyes glazed with pain, she looks at the portrait of her beautiful mother.

I miss you, mom, she whispers.

I wish you were here to help me through this. The pain was hard to deal with after losing her beautiful, vibrant, loving mother less than a year ago.

How could she turn to her dad? Multi-millionaire businessman, always in the press, moved in very influential circles only his closest friends knew he hired these chalets for whoever wanted a break away from marital life to have a fling away from prying eyes.

Slowly with leaden legs, Angela walks to the full-length mirror and stares at her reflection; her typically beautiful and bright sea-green eyes stare back at her hauntingly.

People always told her she had inherited her mothers beauty, the flawless olive skin and waist-length hair as sleek and shiny as a seal.

Women looked at her with envy. Many stared in lust at her perfect shapely body. But now, she saw nothing of it, only the mocking voice of her blackmailer banging in her head.

So many years have passed since that fateful day.

So young and carefree, she and Mark were so much in love that Angela thought nothing could come between them. Mark was then twenty-one back then, and Angela was eighteen. Angela met mark on campus; he was so handsome.

Angela stares blindly out the bus window as it goes through the karoo. Her beautiful green eyes blurred with tears. She does not notice the golden cloak of sunrise in all its magnificent beauty shining on the long green golden meadows, as the bus passes, nor does she see the horses and cows grazing in tranquility on this beautiful morning.

Angela, a eighteen-year-old, sees nothing; her heart feels like it shattered into a million pieces; shes been on the bus for approximately eight hours, and shes filled with fear of the unknown future as her home. Friends and all she loved seem now so very far away.

Her fathers harsh words were unforgettable.

Closing her eyes, she tries to block out that horrible memory of just three days ago; Angela lies in her bedroom with earphones listening to music with no care in the world.

Her brother Jack had opened her door and told her dad was calling; ”Angela, are you deaf? ” Knowing her father got easily upset, she went downstairs and saw her mom and dad looking at her solemnly. Thinking it was because she had not yet cleaned the lunch table, she laughingly said, ”Im sorry, mom I prepare the table ” but her mother remained silent with eyes downcast. Angela was nervous and wondered what she could have done to upset her beloved parents.

Angelas father was a tall, stern man with greying hair. He loved his family dearly but was very strict with her and her brother Jack. Angela stood looking at her dad. His grey eyes seemed stormy as he asked her. Madam, ”what are your plans?

Youve been lazing around hanging out with that good-for-nothing Keegan. Have you decided which campus you are going to attend? ”

Angela stood frozen she had just gotten back. She did not even think of campus or leaving her beloved home. Why was her father behaving this way towards her?

Looking at her mom for an answer, her mother remained silent.

Angela looked at dad with shock and stammered, ”but dad, I don want to go to campus, I don want to leave my home, I don want to leave you, mom and Jack, please, dad ” Angela pleaded, tears running freely down her cheeks. Angela went to her mother, sitting quietly in the chair.

She knelt and took one of her mothers cold hands in hers, pleading, ”mom, please don send me away to campus, please, I beg of you and dad, this home is all Ive ever known, please, please. I beg of you. ”

Then she heard her fathers voice, like a death sentence, say well, madam, ”you have three days to decide whether its either campus where you will be for a few years or your mother, and I will send you to a convent. ”Dad thats not fair three day? ” said Angela, ”Well you have to make it enough time, three days is enough time for you to decide and we done with this conversation. ” said her dad, Mr Fox turned around and looked over at his wife Jenny ”Angela,s mom, she stood in silence, the last time she had interfered in a argument he threatened to leave her, and she needed his financial support.

Angela looked over at her Mom, she had set the table, and felt a sudden lost of appetite.

Jenny could see her stubborn husbands hostile glare, ” ”face contorted with rage, ” ”bared teeth, ” ”curled lip, ” ”clenched jaw. ” she could see he was angry, his unbrushed curly hair looked messy.

Angela was trying her best not to cry anymore than she did; her father was a heartless, selfish man who always wanted his way; Angela could not understand why her mother had put up with much of his drama; he did not deserve her.

After eating silently, Angela went upstairs to her room and closed the door. She thought of running away, but where would she go to? Angela put on her headset and listened to music until she fell off to sleep, waking up to the sound of thunder, she glanced over at the clock, it was only 11pm and the house was quiet, she had walked over to the bathroom when she heard sounds coming from her mothers room, it sounded as if her mother and them were still up, as she walked quietly over, and had a slam, she head her mother crying ”shut up ” said her dad, you need to stand by me when I make a decision, I should have left the day you cheated on me with Mike,

I will walked out and you can take care of your own daughter said her Mr. Fox ”no, please I am nothing without you. ” her mom pleaded, Mike was the biggest mistake. It was a one night I thought she was yours, ”thats why I am sending that girl away everytime I look at her face I see Mikes face. ”

e they talking of her? Is this asshole John not really her dad? ” Please stop John, Jenny pleaded, Angela went to the kitchen took a knife and gripped it tightly as her knuckles turned white. Angela hated this man her mom was with, maybe that is why he dislikes her because she reminds him of her dad.

Angela walked over to the room where her parents were in, and was about to push open the door, thats when her brother saw her. ”What are you doing he whispers? ”

She gave him a signal to come closer, ”place your ear against the door ” she whispered. ”Is that Mom and dad fighting again? ”

Angela nodded her head, and the room light went on, ”lets go back to the room ”, whispered Jack

They had walked back to Jacks room, ”What are you doing with that knife? ” Said, Jack

Angela looked through the window, all she felt was anger and hatred, all these years she let this bully she had called a dad control her and now she had found out hes not her dad.

Maybe it is a good thing they aren blood-related, she is much better off away from this place, Jack saw tears rolling down his sisters cheek, this is the first time he has seen his sister cry, he leaned in to hug her ”What are you doing? ” She snapped, realizing he does not know she is his stepsister ”

”I was about to hug you, why are you being so weird? ”

”Sorry, I am fine. ”

Angela stood up and walked back to her room. It had started to rain, there was something about the rain that had made her feel calm even though the temperature had dropped.

”I do not need three days to decide, I already know where I am going. ”

Angel had fallen off to sleep, waking up to a loud noise, she had looked out the window. The sky was tar-black and the large clouds were moving towards the house.

She heard a tapping on the window and then it became a pitter-patter. People ran for cover outside and umbrellas were opened as the clouds spat out their beads of water. Puddles began plinking as the rainfall became heavier. The roofs of the cars danced with spray and she could hear the murmuring of the rain through the window.

It sounded like the buzzing of angry bees, it began as a whispering in the air. The day had been beautiful and the sky was like a dome of plasma-blue. The clouds had looked like airy anvils drifting under the gleaming disc of sun.

The moon seemed to turn the leaves into a flaming patchwork of colours: scorching-yellows, lava-reds and burnished-browns. It added an alien glamour to a perfect scene.

She had looked up at the clock it was three in the morning, everyone was asleep. Angela covered her head, and put on her headsets,turning it loud to her favourite song, she had drifted off to sleep.

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