*Two years ago*
I was sitting alone in my room, with a busy mind, with music playing in the background, Alicia keys to be specific, the windows open, the sun setting, and the breeze hitting in all the right places, I was in my own little heaven. My brothers were out along with my father so I was left alone with my thoughts, it was peaceful, I needed it. After some time I hear voices from the dining area but I don't mind it as I assumed that it is my brothers and my father,
Father:"Yeah come in boys, she's in here" my dad says as he opens my door, behind him followed by at least 4 to 5 men in suits, I was confused and weirded out
Me :"Whats going on?" sadly that question came out as a whisper
Father :"Gentlemen you have paid, this is your package
He walked out leaving me with those men, I was confused and scared, they all took off their clothes one by one, one even decided to lock my door and close my windows, I had no way out
Me:" Please don't "I cried as one pulled me by my feet and roughly removing my pants, I was crying, kicking, screaming. Nothing. They exchanged with me, like I was some sex doll, I was filthy and ripped apart, scarred inside and out. I've never cried so loud, I've never felt my heart bleed like this, not even after my mother's death did it bleed like this, and no one cared, not even the men that were on top of me. My father sold me to a bunch of men
*Present *
I woke up with tears in my eyes, Nkosi woke me up, having some what honey lemon tea with him, for me I guess, at some point I zoned out, falling back into the memory that just come like a boomerang
Nkosi :" I can help, only if you help me" I was mad, how dare he manipulate me by using my traumatic past I felt like splashing this hot tea on his face, but I had to think carefully, what exactly did I want? I wanted revenge, the painful type, the one that's not like any other novel, I wanted my father tortured, I need his skin to be cut open
Me:"Change of plan, I pretend to be your wife, and you help me get revenge on my father"
He stares at me for a good five minutes, if I wasn't numb I was gonna care but now I don't give two shits, I get distracted by a phone call, and I check it's Senzo, I check the time and it's almost 20h00, shit
Me:"Hello?"
Senzo:"....."
Me:"Calm down I'm safe, I'm coming home now now , I was busy" then I hang up and go back to my staring contest with Nkosi
Nkosi :"Fine"