Chapter 2: The Discovery

Just over half a year since she was attacked as 'punishment', Kiara was summoned to see her 'Father' again. She had not broken another rule since, she had done everything asked of her, and so what could he want her for? She walked down the corridor, pondering this question. She reached his room and opened the door, a hell of a lot easier than she could before. She had improved a great deal in many things since she was brutally attacked for no reason.
' You wanted me?' she asked immediately upon entering, showing as little emotion as she could.
' Yes, I was wondering if you felt any different,' his voice was still cold but he sounded oddly concerned.
' Since when?'

' Since the ...' He dragged off, seeming reluctant to mention it.
' What? You Can't say …' She too trailed off, deciding to play along until he told her what was really wrong, 'Not really, no.'
' Oh, good.' seeming genuinely relieved.
' Why do you ask?' she demanded.
' No reason, I was just concerned for my daughters health. Is that a problem?'
She opened her mouth to bring up the point that he had beaten up his own child, indirectly of course, and brought her up in an abbey full of emotionless boys and men, left alone to fend for herself. But before she could say anything, she vomited violently. Voltaire did nothing to help, he just watched her in pure horror.
Once she could speak again she asked,' Why do you look so fucking scarred?'
' No reason, I was just thinking that maybe you should visit the medical ward.'
' What for? You always say that illness is weakness. Why the change of heart?'
' …Nothing has changed.'
' Don't give me that shit. I want to know the truth.'
' Well...What did those boys…do to you…that night?'
' You know damn well what they did to me you bastard!'
' Well, which of them was it that...well...' he trailed of reluctantly again.
' That what? Raped me? How the hell am I supposed to know!'
' Ah, that may be a problem. Well, a trip to the medical ward should confirm my suspicions. If you would,' he said pointing at the door, he seemed to slowly reclaim his emotionless nature.
' Fine, but you better explain yourself.'


When they reached the medical ward, she was tested for everything. When they had finished she has become very anxious, but Voltaire looked plainly worried.
' Well, you still haven't explained yourself,' she asked irritably, as the anxiety grew.
' ... Yes well...'
' What he means to say is he's shocked,' the doctor said, rather rudely interrupting.
' About?' she asked, coldly, hiding her fear.
' Well, he's gong to be a grandfather,' the doctor said bluntly.
' What!' she yelled in disbelieve,' you can't be serious.'
' He is deadly serious,' Voltaire finally spoke, his eyes wide, face pale.
' I'm 15! How can it be?'
' I don't know, but I will find out,' he said sternly, re-covering his emotion with that cold look and monotonous tone,' and we will have to dispose of the child.'
' Not child,' the doctor interrupted again,' Children. You having twins, Kiara.'
' No. No, it can't be,' Voltaire panicked,' You must have made a mistake,' He said abruptly to the Doctor before storming out of the room.
' No, Mistake, Miss, You're having Twins.'
' Well, it is and I'm keeping them. Both of them,' Kiara said sternly.
' No you are not. The boss wants otherwise…' he told her.
' Yes I am!' she yelled back,' And He can't stop me.'
She stormed out of the room and out of the abbey. She sat down outside and thought about the news she had just received.
I will keep you, both of you. And I won't let that evil bastard stop me. He won't lay a hand on you. I promise >

End Of Chapter


Yeah, here you go guys, if anyone is actually going to read this. Chapter two for you. Hope you liked it. I'll update Chapter three and four tomorrow.