Prisca walked towards the house, with her handbag in her hands, she wrapped her fingers around the door knob.
"Grey, I am back" she let out and turned to the living room. To her shock, she caught Grey kissing a blonde who she quickly recognized to be no one else but Victoria, the freak she beat up at the club.
Prisca was so shocked , she couldn't believe it as she stared at them, her eyes wide open and she could feel her heart sinking so deeply with great astonishment.
"Oh, this bitch, what is she doing here?" Victoria looked at her with so much scorn that it could peel off the skin of Prisca at any given time.
"What is she doing here Grey?" Prisca asked not hiding how shocked she was.
"I should be asking you that question bitch!" Victoria fired back as she stood up ready to attack Prisca, "He is my man and I cant believe that you really stop yourself so low to come in here after what happened at the club".
"Oh will you shut up you psycho!" Prisca shunned her at once with anger in her eyes, "If I hear another word from you, I am going to kick that fake ass of yours and pounch your mother fucking teeth out of your stinking mouth!" She fired at Victoria who gasped in shock at Prisca's words.
"How dare you talk to her in that manner Prisca?" Grey let out to the surprise of Prisca who stared at him. "What are you even doing here by this time? You said that you will be back from the salon in the next three hours and this isn't up to an hour". He fired at her with disgust in his eyes.
"Wow! So you were timing me so that you can bring this chick into our home?" Prisca fired back at him.
Victoria glared at Prisca and back at Grey, "What does she mean by our home?" She implored impatiently.
Grey scoffed, "This isn't your home Prisca, this house belongs to my father and just because your mum got married to my dad, that doesn't mean that you have any rights in here" he spat out to the awe of Prisca who grew speechless.
Victoria burst out laughing, her laughter filled the whole room which made Prisca so mad that her heart began to bleed, she needs no one to tell her that she has been deceived by Grey once again.
"Wait Grey" Victoria said in between laughs, "Don't tell me that this bitch here Is no one else but your step sister?"
"Yes, she is my low class step sister who thinks she has arrived just because my dad made her and her poverty stricken mother a part of the family.
Victoria burst out laughing again, "Oh goodness, Grey, you are such a clown, who would ever know that you picked your own step sister to make me jealous and thinking she is a worthless gold digger who can't even afford good shoes from quality brands' '.
Victoria's eyes became stiff, she walked towards Prisca with a proud look on her face, "Sorry to break it to you girl, you have just been used and dumped like the piece of trash that you are. Who in her right mind will think that a romantic love between her and her stepbrother will ever work, you must be full of shit yourself to even think that Grey here will settle for the less. Never baby girl, it can't happen" she whispered to Prisca who had tears welling up in her eyes, her gaze not leaving Grey who smirked evilly at her.
With annoyance, she pushed Victoria away, walked towards Grey and before he could stop her, she slapped him hard across his face, her eyes filled with anger.
"I thought you are a better person now but toiling with my heart is the greatest mistake that I can never forget in my life. You did well, so great and I feel that this is what Rex was trying to warn me last night but he just didn't know how to put it. But I was a fool, blinded by love to an idiot who doesn't value it. You are a disgrace and I will never address you as my brother!"
"I swear!" Prisca let out with anger in her eyes, glanced at Victoria and walked up the stairs leaving the two who stared at her in shock and anger.
Prisca got into her room and burst out in tears, hot tears rolled down her eyes as she couldn't imagine that she had been used by someone she considered family, someone she thought loves her for who she is and not just someone who used her.
The pain was so much in her heart and she knows that if she should spend another minute in this house, she might run mad with the agony that she struggled so effortly with.
Prisca picked up her phone,searched for the available flight to London that night and she was glad that there was one ready at 10 pm. She glanced at the wall clock and realized that it's just 7:25 pm. Not wasting anymore time, she began to pack her luggage, her eyes filled with more tears.
After her things were parked and ready, Prisca cleaned her tears, placed some makeup on her face so that she could look more presentable at the effort. She changed her clothes into a black horsepants, a short black skirt and a white blouse which fitted her. She would look sad over a dead nigga, never. With all these, she parked her luggage and walked down the stairs ignoring the looks of Victoria and Grey without saying a word to them.
The home driver insisted on driving her to the airport. Soon, she got there and waited patiently for her plane to take off.
She called her mother and told her that she has work to do back at London and for the modeling connection Grey helped her with, she decided to let it go and built from the scratch, one thing she has learnt from Rex is to get to her success without the help of anyone and that is what she is going to do now.
Soon, the plane took off and after what seems like eternity to Prisca, she arrived at London.