Chapter 3 Just Pathetic
“I knew it.” Isabella’s voice echoed from the door as she saw Naomi slipping the pregnancy kit under her clothes in the cupboard.
“What the heck?” Naomi shakily asked, closing the drawer with speed.
She walked towards the door and slightly nudged Isabella out of her room. “I need some privacy please.”
“I knew you were up to something, you've been acting weird for the past few weeks, always Lazying around.” Isabella said with a smirk on her face.
“What do you care about? Leave my room.” She pushed her out and banged the door on her face, locking it.
“Bitch, did you just…. Well, I've got good eyesight and I'm sure you just hid something “ Isabella whined from behind the closed door.
Naomi slumped on her bed and tears started scrolling down her face. “What do I do? I haven't even gotten into college and I'm pregnant for a stranger.”
She spent the rest of the day locked up in her room in tears.
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"Keep this as a secret between us."
Naomi stopped halfway down the staircase, she could hear Meredith's cold voice talking to someone over the phone, whispering as though she doesn't want anybody to hear.
She slowly took another step, and looked around the corridor. Meredith was standing with her back facing Naomi.
“Keep your mouth shut and take the money, I don't care how much she can give you.” She continued. “Good. I’ll send someone to pick up the video tonight.”
Naomi got curious. What video?
She casually walked to the kitchen, wondering. Isabella sat on a stool, scrolling through her phone with a wide grin.
“You’re in a good mood today,” Naomi said flatly.
“Why wouldn’t I be? Things are going according to plan and my life is just perfect.”
“Seems you're orchestrating something again.” She threw an angry look at Isabella. If staring could kill, Isabella would've been a dead corpse by now.
Isabella’s gaze snapped to her. “What do you know?”
“I think I know enough.”
“Then you already know you’re in no position to judge me.”
Naomi looked her in the face, eye ball to eye ball, for the first time in years. “What’s on the video?”
She looked surprised for a while, then relaxed a bit. “So you seriously don't remember, do you? One shouldn't forget her first night so easily, or wasn't it your first? I doubt that.”
Naomi stared at Isabella in shock, with her mouth wide open and felt the urge to drag this human before her by the hair until she lost her voice while screaming for help.
“You…you were…you drugged me.”
“Oh please,” Isabella scoffed. “Don’t make it sound so dramatic. I only gave you something to loosen up. It’s not my fault you wandered into the wrong suite to sleep with a stranger, duhhhhh.”
“Wait, is that what the video is about? you… filmed it?”
“Let’s just say I have some highlights. Enough to make Daddy disown you… enough to make every single person you ever meet, hate and find you disgusting, and enough to make people know just exactly what kind of girl you are.”
“Why?” Naomi asked with a shaky voice, tears threatening to pour out her eyes.
“Are you seriously asking that question? Why?” Isabella asked, her face getting serious. “You've always had something I wish I had, you're way prettier than I am even though you literally wear rags. Daddy loves you more and you always have his approval.”
“Is this reason enough for such a dirty act?”
“Like I care? I have the upper hand now so you'll do exactly as I say or as mum says”
“You're pathetic.” Naomi tried hard to hold back her tears because she doesn't want to give Isabella the satisfaction.
“The pathetic one that can destroy you with one click.”
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Later that night, Naomi sneaked into Isabella's room when she left with one of her Spoilt friends.
She opened her vanity drawer and carefully searched with her fingers in the dark and she saw a flash drive. She took it and left the room.
She trembled as she plugged the drive to her laptop back in her room.
She scrolled through the folders and saw the newly uploaded one, she double clicked on it and a video started playing.
She was clinging to a man she couldn't see clearly and was kissing him vigorously. She immediately shut the laptop, covering her mouth with her hands to avoid screaming.
All of a sudden, she felt someone behind her.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Meredith asked softly.
Naomi sprang up from her chair and saw Meredith standing in the doorway, her robe tied loosely but her eyes like a predator who found a prey.
“Nothing,” Naomi lied quickly.
Meredith stepped closer, “I told you before… that you never know what could happen next.” She reached past Naomi, pulled the flash drive from the laptop, and held it between her fingers. “Do not try me.”
“But you're literally holding my life in between your fingers”
“Exactly darling, which is why I'll decide what to do with the videos.”
Naomi’s chest rose and fell, and she struggled to breathe well. She was fuming in anger but didn't know what to do.
She turned to leave, then glanced back over her shoulder. “I found you a husband, you should get ready to move into your new home.”
Naomi blinked. “What?”
