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heart.”
    She nodded, “I feel exactly the same way too.”
     
     

Chapter Eleven
    Michelle
     
     
    I was lying in bed naked, thinking about the time that I had spent with Carl. We had reached a new height in our relationship. I was giggling to myself thinking that I was in a relationship with the hot quarterback, who had said that he would go to college and come back to marry me.
    Me.
    The priest’s daughter that no one would even look at before last year. The one who was considered to be demonic and sinful. How was that even possible? When someone as beautiful not only on the outside, but the inside too, was in love with me.
    I was thinking about my future and the life that my daughter, Mia, would lead with him. Carl was determined for us to be together and nothing was going to stand in our way, not even the preachings of my dad.
    We had four years to wait, which would have felt like a lifetime not long ago, but right now it felt like a week or something like that.
    I had no money and no skills, but a hopeful chance of leaving high school with a diploma. Everything was going better than I expected, and I didn’t care about the time. It seemed irrelevant when, for the first time in my life, I felt happiness. I had felt it once before when I first went to Christian camp, but this was different. This was my new reality. First being in love with a quarterback and then marrying him.
    My destiny finally looked like the one I wanted it to be, not the one that my dad had ironed out for me. His involved me marrying someone that I didn’t know.
    Suddenly, he walked into the room, and he saw me naked on my bed, with my hands in between my legs.
    He never came into my room!
    Normally, it was Mom or Mia. But never him.
    He poured a bucket of cold water on me, and I screamed so loud, but all I could hear while trying to get over the cold chills that were making my body turn numb was him. I cried so loudly and he repeated over and over again as he tugged me downstairs by the head was, “The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want!”
    I cried, “Not again!”
    I wished that I had told Carl, or one of my friends, about what he really did with me.
    How would they feel about their priest, if they knew the truth?
    Would they think of him as their hero that shields them from Satan?
    Or would they think of him like I do, as the devil himself?
    Mom was behind him, holding Mia, closing her eyes and reciting the scriptures as if her life depended on it.
    I tried to plead with her to make him stop, but she ignored me and held on to Mia. I watched; my little daughter’s eyes full of confusion, half-awake and unclear what was going on.
    He was going to lock me up. Just as he had the last time until the demons left my body. Last time, it was a week. A whole week in the dark, with only a bucket for the bathroom and bread and water, three times a day.
    This time I wouldn't eat. I would starve myself and then he would have to answer for being a murderer, a kidnapper and the evil man that he really was. There was no way that I was going to let him get away with it this time.
    “My clothes? Please give me clothes.”
    That was when Mom stopped reciting. She looked me dead in the eye, before he pushed me down the stairs and said, “God will clothe you, once the demons have left your body.”
    I stood with my mouth wide open, wondering what I had done to be born into such a life. I was too stunned to fight or even argue with what they were doing. He pushed me down as he had done once before, as soon as he opened the latch. My bruised and tired body, which had felt love not so long ago, had gone from one ordeal to the next. There was a sheet and pillow on the floor, which would be my bed for the unforeseeable future.
    I grabbed them both and laid down. The only things that were in the room was a bucket for me to use as a toilet, and a chair which I was to sit on and read the scriptures. The Bible had been neatly placed on top of it with a list of