Out!

Paula pov

Once the guys certified me that they were already on the forfeit place, I immediately alerted my father. Obviously, to convince him to follow me, I had to resort to my mother who convinced him to follow us. We get up in a hurry, accompanied by Martina's mother. Although she didn't agree to believe me, she followed us anyway. Of course, to appear credible, I lied to them that I had received a call from a friend of Martina's who informed me that she had followed a man home, and that she could be endangered. My father could not stay quiet hearing this. We all left house hurrying. Once we arrived at the apartment I rented myself for the occasion, we could hear grunts from the door. When my father opens the door where the grunts came from, I see my his face crumble in front of the spectacle worthy of a porn movie in which his darling daughter is engaged. I smile at the corner of my lips very satisfied with the work of the guys. Her daddy's perfect darling daughter is lying between three guys indulging in a scene of legs in the air, she looks like a hottie. My father came out of the apartment furious. We all return with the same taxi that had just left us. There is dead silence inside the car. You could hear the flies flying. The driver leaves us in front of the concession and my father pays him. He strides into his room. I walk towards my mother's quarters and she follows me.

"You're the one behind this right Paula?" She interrogates me as soon as we get in the house.

"Listen mom..." I stammer, looking for right words in order to explain everything to her.

"I stayed to take a closer look and I could notice that she was not in her normal state." She replies cutting me off.

"Ah... It's her life. What was she doing hanging out with those bandits?"

"I know you well Paula. I gave birth to you and I know what you are capable of." My mother retorts to me, glaring at me straight in the eyes.

- What are you insinuating?" I asked defensively.

"The last time you made us understand that you were going to take care of her. And it was you who came to tell your father where she was.

"Just a coincidence." I say shrugging my shoulders.

"In any case, if it is you, I congratulate you. You've been more than perfect! It is only a matter of time for this woman and her daughter to be part of our past."

I smile to hear her say that. I then respond proudly

"You can congratulate me by preparing my favorite dish."

"I knew it was you behind this plan ! You are still the worthy daughter of your mother by the way!Come into my arms." My mother replies.

Martina pov

I woke up this morning with aches throughout my body. I feel severe pain in all my orifices and I am very cold. I feel the humidity under me. I open my eyes with difficulty and, looking around, I realize that I am lying in the open air on some grass with a thin blanket under me. I do not understand. What is going on? Where am I and why am I feeling severe pain in my vagina and also in my anus? I try to get up but my head is spinning and I end up sitting down. I hold my head between my hands, I make tremendous efforts to remember the last events that happen to me. Like a flashback, I see the last night's horrors coming in my mind . I remember how I begged Steve crying to help me in the face of three strange guys who were trying to touch me in an indecent way. He was marble and did not deign to lift a finger to come to my aid, in spite of my screams towards him. There ensued a fight between the guys and me, after that another guy put a tissue in my face and all I remember is waking up there. What happened during that time till now? What have they done to me! And why these atrocious pains I'm feeling in my vagina and my anus? Though I can guess, based on those signs, that something very bad has happened to me, I try repelling this idea. It can't be that! Steve could have never allowed such thing! However, my spirit is enough intelligent to réalise the harsh reality. I start to shed tears. Oh God, they couldn't do that! I put my hands under the coat I'm wearing and I realize that I am naked. They removed my clothes and replaced it with this coat. Also, I advance my hand into my vagina and put a finger there. I see blood and white liquid coming from it. With bitter tears in my eyes, I shout at the top of my voice. This truth is so hard to accept it. What I have just understood torments the depths of my entrails. My anus hurts terribly and it bleeds. I get up with difficulty and try to walk gropingly and I manage to hail a taxi which leaves me at home. Luckily it's still dark and no one is outside. I find my mother in her bedroom lying in the fetal position. She turns to me when she hears me open the door.

"Mom", I called in a barely audible voice before collapsing on the ground.

"Martina!" She gets up running towards me. She picks me up and lays me on the bed.

"Martina! Martina", she repeats my name softly.

"I'm in pain, mom." I said weakly, my eyes filled with tears. I feel ashes here, everywhere, my whole body hurts." I said crying.

"There must be hot water in the thermos. I will massage you." She leaves and returns without delay. When she is back, she undresses me and cleans me by massaging my whole body with hot water. I cry, it hurts so much. She finishes cleaning me, then ends up dressing me.

"Rest, I'm coming." She picks up the clothes I was wearing and leaves. As soon as I close my eyes, I hear loud noises outside the door. I try with difficulty to lug around and I arrive at the living room. I hear the voice of my father

"You and your whore daughter, get out of my concession!" It's my father talking, or rather shouting. I get up with difficulty to see what is happening, but my mother enters hurriedly

"Get up Martina, we have to leave."

"What's going on mom?" I asked still lost.

"Don't ask questions. Pick up what little stuff you can and let's go. Your father is very furious, he could come here with a cup" my mother warns me looking worried.

"What's wrong with him mum? Why is he furious?" I question my mother, confused. My mother stops for a moment and looks at me. Her eyes are watery. She told me

"It happens that your father saw you yesterday and he witnessed everything that happened. He will never forgive me, neither you. I'm done. Hurry up, we're leaving." I gather my strength and leave. I find my father standing in the doorway looking furious.

"Dad!" I say in tears.
"Dirty bitch! I am not your father. Go and continue your prostitution and may I never see you here in my house."

"Dad, it's not what you think. Let me explain everything to you." I reply shedding hot tears.

"Little wanton! Free my house you and your mother who trained you in prostituion! May I never see your filthy brothel paws here."
Seeing his wrath, I run to throw myself at my father's feet and beg him.

"I didn't do anything dad. Please believe me, I was drugged by those people. It was an evil plan!"

Like any answer, my father kicks me and I fall backwards. He drags me and throws me out of the portal. My mother runs to me, then picks me up. My father looks at me with great disappointment in his eyes

"I was trusting in you..." He hesitates then closes the gate. I run to cling to it while crying

"Dad!!! Believe me, I'm innocent!" I hit my two points until exhaustion. Tears flood my cheeks. My mother comes and picks me up.

"Get up, we have to leave before attracting the attention of the neighbors."