People walked by without a care in the world. As always I called attention and people stared but their stares lasted merely seconds before they waltz past me. A hefty man was approaching, I stared at him trying to send him a silent plea, he stared back at me. Dread filled me.
“Here” the man said rounding up a corner.
I stood my ground and he pressed the knife harder, it cut through my dress and stung my skin, slowly tearing it open. An alarming pain ran up to my side and I took a peek beside my belly to see the red liquid staining my dress.
I walked with the man and he softened his grip on the knife, I started breathing heavily as fear clogged my throat. How bad is the wound, would I bleed and lie, would it get infected?
He was taking me to a building, it was a two storey and unkept. It’s roof was flapping in the wind, the windows were stained and cracked.
He pushed me past a malfunctioning door and I choked on the stale polluted air. I wanted to ask the man why I was here, my heart was beating too fast and I couldn’t find my tongue. Too many thoughts crossed my mind.
I didn’t know the man, it made me feel more vulnerable, he turned to meet my gaze and he snarled at me, wickedness and hate filled his eyes.
“You got her, good job”
I turned to the familiar voice, I felt as if I was thrown into a water and there was a live wire inside, my bones seemed to crack with hate and anger and disbelief.
“No, tie her to the chair”
My mother’s voice was filled with hate. With a strength I didn’t know I had, I broke free from the man’s grip and before I could even blink, my hand balled into fists, raised in the air and connected with her face in a fierce blow.
The blow sent her to the floor, I pulled my leg back Nd brought it front to bury the tip of my shoe in her throat. I was contented when I heard her squeal and choke. Strong hands latched onto my arms and threw me furiously on the single chair.
It wobbled, I watched the man raise his first in the air and I didn’t even try to dodge the hit, I just braced myself for it.
“Stop! Don’t!” Elisa coughed.
She was not my mother, not anymore. The man grunted his displeasure but he didn’t say anything. My mother struggled to her feet and wiped the blood slithering down her nose.
“Good aim” she said with a smirk.
She walked over to me and I spat in her face, she turned her face the other way and I knew it took everything for her to stand with her hands at her side, she turned and I spat on her face again.
Remembering that my hands were free, I threw a hard slap on her cheeks, it echoed through out the empty room.
“I’m going to kill you!” I yelled at her.
She turned to me, her face was etched in anger.
“You dare raise your hands at your mother?!”
I raised my hand to slap her again but the man grabbed my wrist bruisingly.
“Tie her” Elisa told him, he left my hand momentarily to reach down and grab some ropes, I struggled as he bound my wrist behind the chair in a way that prevented blood flow.
He held each of my leg and tied them to the metal of the chair. He tried to stick his fingers into the loops and he smiled when his fingers couldn’t penetrate, you couldn’t even stuck a toothpick into it, the rope was tearing against my skin.
My mother pulled out some cash and it struck me that it was the same money I gave her.
“Five hundred dollars, as promised”
The man took it, grunted a thank you and he left.
I turned to my mother.
“Do you plan on keeping me here?”
“Shut your mouth, I should have told that guy to gag you”
“Don’t do this, please” I threw my pride away seeing that steely in her eyes, she hated me with everything in her, she was jealous.
Her jealous was lethal, she could kill me.
“Did he tell me to get a divorce because of you?”
I didn’t answer her question.
She brought out the same blade that guy had used to cut me, I didn’t see them exchanging it.
“I’m not going to ask you again!”
“Yes” I told her.
She laughed bitterly.
“Here I was” she shook her head regretfully. “I thought he was asking for a divorce so the both of us could be together… He, he tricked me” she brought her hand to her face and started sobbing.
“I didn’t mean for you to get hurt ” I told her, blood wasn’t flowing to my wrist or feet, they started feeling numb and it zapped me as I tried to move. I would tell her anything to free myself this ropes.
“Liar! You whore, and I thought you were a virgin, look who you were sleeping with!”
She slapped me with her free hand. My head fell to the side as the pain registered.
“I’m going to make you pay”
“You were married, for crying out loud, you were married, how did you have eyes on another men while you were married”
“It doesn’t mean you were supposed to have him either, you little bitch, how did you rent pull it off. He was your uncle, you were sleeping with your uncle” she threw her head back in laughter “And I thought you were innocent, not knowing you were a freak hiding behind a mask”
I looked up at her.
“The truth is that at point I kept hiding it from you but after a while, everyone knew, everybody in fucking country knew because it was leaked, how it went under your nose is what I wouldn’t understand, you are a dumb blind wench ”
She raised her hand in the air, the blade glinting as it caught only a flicker of sunlight.
“Do it!” I yelled at her. Her hand paused in the air. “Do it and you’ll see what Christian would do to you, you will beg to die and he won’t let you, do it!”