章 44: CHAPTER 44
Bismillah
If I had known... I wouldn't even have cut KFC...
[...]
I was woken up by a phenomenal slap.
Me: Ayeeee
I open my eyes and see ... Yes it is he who kidnapped me...
Me: Noooo not you... -scared-
...: Let the nightmare begin hahahahaha
I thought it was all over but no it just started...
...: My daughter ! Ah yes sorry you're not my daughter, my wife kidnapped you when you were born like she did with your little brother hahaha
: how can people be so cruel to take us away from our family
If you understood correctly, it's Michel...
Me: WHAT DO YOU WANT ME LET ME GO LET ME I WANT MY LITTLE BROTHER LET ME ASHOLE. YOU'RE JUST A SON OF A BITCH FOR ME KIDNAPPED
And he slaps me HARD. One two three tears escape.
Me: What do you want from me?
Michel: All the money you stole from me.
Me: How do you want me to fish this money?
Michel: Selling you
Me: No no don't do that please I'll do whatever you want but not that please. Call Lam's he'll give you all.
Michel: Very good idea, the time you will be my good.
Me: Where are we?
Michel: Very, very far from Marseille. Srx you really thought you were escaping me by going to Marseilles and the worst you fell on my enemies. Hahaha that was too easy.
I felt a bit silly.
Me: Pfff
And he cuts himself.
**In the shoes of Yasmine**
I try to catch up with Mélina but she left too quickly. Zeubi.
Me(Yas): You disgust me WAllah. Don't even talk to me anymore. If anything happens to her, I'm not your sister anymore.
Lamine: Tg tg WAllah
Keyla: GO FUCKING GET IT INSTEAD OF STANDING HERE. YOU DIRTY KEHBA BREAKS YOURSELF BEFORE JTE STRIKES
La keh: Ah, but you don't talk to me like that.
BIM Keyla slaps her. She cuts herself crying. The boys went to look for Mélina. And we call but it falls directly on messaging. It doesn't smell good besides it's evening.
30 min later they come back but without her. I break down in tears. I get up angry and hit Lamine.
Me: I HATE IT I HATE IT
He hugs me tight and whispers in my ear.
Lamine: Life for me I would find it again.
I cry without stopping. The others too. The others are worse than getting angry at Lamine. They even speak more.
[...]
-1 month later-
**Re in the skin of Mélina**
1 month that I am in this cellar. 1 month of just crying. 1 month that I live in the cold. 1 month that I live a hell. 1 month I'm dirty. I have been their maid for 1 month. I have been fed a small piece of bread and half a glass of water for 1 month. 1 month that Michel and Lisa go after me like I was a punching bag but worse. 1 month that relives the horror.
In front of them I am weak. I'm afraid. I can't face them...
We don't change old habits. Fuckaiiiiin come get me shit. My phone I don't know where it is...
Anyway, they wake me up with a bucket of water. I get up with a start. It's already cold that he throws a sick bucket of cold water at me. I open my eyes and it's a guy.
Me: OH THE CON OF YOU.
The guy: SHUT UP I'M GOING TO FUCK YOU.
Me: But you are crazy.
BIM A RIGHT IN MY FACE.
Me: But what the fuck did I do to suffer this huh? What did I do ? Why me ? I just want to live better with my little brother and find my real family.
Him: Shut up and come.
He takes me by force and brings me back to the living room. :o:o:o:o The mess. It does not change habits but this is worse. I'm not going to draw you a picture, it's disgusting.
Him: As soon as you finish go upstairs to bedroom 4 and you shower and you put on the clothes that are on the bed.
I nod yes from there and he leaves, locking everything really, he lowered the blinds automatically, there is only the light. I don't even have access to the kitchen. But they have no heart.
In short, I do the housework with difficulty. And know what I found an iPhone with 60% battery under the couch. Thank God. I hide it somewhere where no one can find it.
Brief brief when I finish, I go where he told me the guy. As soon as I saw the clothes on the bed... I'd rather stay with those dirty clothes than put this on. I saw in the dressing room that there are guys' clothes so I take a tracksuit and I'm going to shower. I dare not even look at myself in the mirror...
[...]
While waiting in the room, I tear the mini dress, when the door opens. It's Michael. Oh no not him.
Michael: What the hell are you doing there?
Me: You have dla khla in your eyes oula how is it?
It's not because I can't get angry that I no longer have my strong character, huh!!
Michel: YOU ARE MAD ABOUT MY MOUTH.
BIM BATATA FOR ME
Me: I swore you're crazy. But what do you want from me. What did I do to you? Your money you want, well, not me, go ask Lam's and don't break my balls oh lala shit.
BIM I TASTE ANOTHER.
Me: YOU KNOW WHAT? FUCK YOUR BREED WELL.
Big mouth ? Yeah I think but a little bit huh!!!
In short, it's a fight. I didn't let it go but he really fucked me. And he left leaving me there on the ground. 5 minutes later a whore enters the room with a new dress and comes to help me up. I look her up and down and chiiiip
Me: You don't need me.
The whore: Ok
And she let me go and I fall like shit
Me: Fuck you, you dirty whore.
The whore: You don't talk to me like that?
Oh damn the Belgian accent she has. Naaaan not tell me that I am in Belgium there.
Me: Where are we?
Her: Bah in Belgium my darling
Bim 1 point for me. Too stupid this girl. I give him a hypocritical smile
Me: Yeah but more specifically!
She: I can't say, otherwise Michel will screw me up.
Me: No, I'm here.
Her: No, I can't.
I get up and sit on the bed, she sits right next to me
Me: You know honey, don't be afraid of him. It's a crap. I don't know why you do prostitution, but you can settle down and work to live better. Because there you sell your jewel as if it were the juice that passes through the mouths of everyone. You can changed.
She: Thank you, I'll think about it.
Me: Yeah, you can tell me where we are and if you want I'll help you change. To be straight.
Her: We're at ********
I am too much but too clever poulala!!
Me: Thanks my dear.
She all told me oulalala too proud of me. I'm a very good manipulator even if I didn't do much and I said tb.
Her: You're welcome. Please just for tonight put this on after I'll leave you alone.
Me: Ah no no I don't wear that!
Her: Stpppp stppppp
Suddenly Michel comes in like a bomb. I hope he didn't hear.
Michel: Put it on if you don't want me to fuck you.
I'm going...
The girl cuts me off
Her: She's going to be me
Me: Well but...
Michael: Shut up. Do her hair and makeup. She has to be ready for tonight, we're selling her.
She: -looks at me sadly- Ok
And he leaves. How I look at her badly. I have a craving for whining. Nooooo all but that. I have to take action before it's too late. I do the girl in tears and run into the bathroom, I lock the door. I take the one as I hid, only 17% battery remains. Damn they squeeze the iPhones, they end harde quickly. Anyway, and I'm sending a message to Samir.
Why him but not Lamine? All simply because he disgusts me even if I just want him to hug me in his big arms and make me feel safe. And it's not sure that he sees my message, he must be so busy for his hlel...
Hessoul I send him a very simple and quick message. I don't have much battery.
"Belgium, 21 rue **** **** ****, he wants to sell me tonight, hurry. Lilioush."
"Send"
"acknowledgment of receipt"
She: Hey Bé, I'm sure it's going to be fine.
Me: Nah, I don't want to give away my sniiif body
She: Anything I told you, it's nothing.
Me: no no
Her: I know it's hard but you have to otherwise he will kill you
Me: I would rather die than give myself away.
She: I swear he won't give it to you.
Me: I don't believe you.
She: Tqt I will arrange with him.
Me: Srx?
Her: Yeah
I take my courage in both hands I turn off the phone and hide it and get out of there.
[...]
It's dark, I'm just waiting for the others to arrive. There's background music. The girl made me up as if I were a doll, and the dress: o Oh my god, you're so hot. She's all mini pokey mddddr. No srx the dress is small size oh. Heels worse than my Louboutiiiins.
The door opens. It's Lisa.
Lisa: Oh my girl you are so beautiful.
Me: I'm not your daughter.
And she slaps me. She squeeze it. I was going to slap her but the girl stopped me. Arrrgh fuck her.
Me: Tfou 3lik
Lisa: Han
She takes me by the hair, and drags me down. There are hella people and bitches.
Me: LEAVE ME BITCH. ZEUBI THE BITCH OF YOU LEAVE ME OH.
She lets me go and says what
Lisa: Here's the prey, get her high, I want her to suffer hard.
A guy: TQT NOT BB I'M ME.
Wesh they thought I was bait oula?
Me: OH OH DO YOU THINK I'M BAIT OR WHAT?
Another guy: Aggressive I like I like.
Michel: I sell it for 10 thousand bales...
A guy: Me for....
Zeubi the fly, move vouuuus oh.
To be continued...
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