Nate Part 3
" When did it start? — I ask, squeezing her.
" My stepfather came to live with us when I was ten...
And with each new word, something breaks in my chest. Almost all of my suspicions were right. Two weeks away from school due to a beating by her stepfather, who suspects that she is dating.
My Little Sun is being assaulted, and her mother does not protect her. On the contrary, she also beats her. She has no one. Her grandmother does not know. This sounds so much like me. How can there be someone as screwed up as me?
She is denying that she is sexually abused. But I don't know if I believe it. I think she is ashamed. But the worst part is: how am I going to save my girl?
" I don't want you to set my house on fire. I still love my mother. And you would be arrested, anyway — she says, kissing my lips, trying to make a joke. — I just need to hold out for two years, then we can leave together and my grandmother will not be in danger.
I hold her so tight that I can hear her moan. Fuck! I have no idea how to get her out of that house, because apparently the guy is powerful. Setting him on fire could end up in a lot of shit, although I don't lack the will to. I don't want to be some kind of fucking murderer...
There's a lot of heavy stuff inside me, just imagining that monster beating my girl. I want to break my hand from punching him in the face so much. And it's going to be really hard not to do that.
And for fuck's sake, I'm going to let her be beaten for another two years. There's no way she's going to keep doing this. I'll think of something. I'll be able to do something. I have to. There's no other option.
All these months hiding bruises, putting up with all this to protect Hellen.
"Your grandmother doesn't need me to defend her, Isabela," I say, holding her face, wiping away one of the trails of her tears. "Maybe she's the only way to get you out of this. Maybe if we tell her, your grandmother will be able to take you away from your mother. Then they will never be able to mistreat you again.
" He's going to have Hellen arrested, Marcos already told me. And when she's in jail, he'll send someone to kill my grandma! — Then she bursts into tears, sobs, and I try to hold her in my arms. I'm scared, because her sobs are giving way to screams. Her whole body starts to get stiff, tense. She screams and holds me in her arms, digging her nails into me. She's angry, unleashing a side of herself I've never seen. — Fuck! I can't take this anymore! I want it to end. I feel like punching him in the face. Hitting them both. Why are they doing this to me? Damn, she's my mother, Nate. I came out of her! I'm a photocopy of her face...
How can Diana not love me? That wretch!
I just hug her, let her scream, let her vent her anger.
I understand you, Isa! I wonder the same thing about my father.
" I can't let you stay in that house — I whisper, trying to hold her face so she looks at me. — You're going to go with me to your grandmother's house, and we're going to tell her everything right now.
“NO, FUCK!” — she denies, at the top of her lungs, shaking me by the shoulders. She's crazy. And I can't get mad, I just understand her and let her take it out on me. She can never release this anger, she swallows it, like I did. — He's going to screw my grandmother, Nate. Marcos has a lot of money, power, and criminals he saves his skin from, corrupt people he hunts, just to get money from them later, so they'll do him favors too. You have no idea of the things I've heard him tell my mother. He can do whatever he wants, there's no one above him.
“I don't believe the asshole is that protected. I'm not going to let you keep getting beaten up, or whatever else he does to you,” I yell back, shaking her, losing my patience. — You're going to Hellen with me now!
" I'm not going! And you're not going to say a damn thing, or I'll break up with you right now! — She punches my chest, lunges at my shoulder and bites me, howling in pain and shedding tears. I've never seen her like this, so fierce. I try to pull her head away, to get away from her teeth. — He's going to screw Hellen, please. I'm regretting telling him. I knew, I knew I should have swallowed this shit with me.
" No! You're resigned to this shit. There has to be a way out. There has to be one, damn it! And if you keep being hysterical, I'll lock you in here and bring your grandmother, and you'll tell her by force. Or I'll tell her myself.
" Tell her and I'll deny it! I'll say you made it all up because I broke up with you. You son of a bitch! I'm telling you that this will put you in danger!
I grab her by the shoulders, stopping her from hitting me again. Damn, Isabela is completely freaked out. She is really afraid of what that jerk might do to her grandmother. He has put down solid roots in her mind. How can I undo them? How can I cut this weed that has taken root in my girl's neurons?
" Stay calm, okay? I'm not going to do anything. Let's think about it, okay? Together. I'm not the enemy here—I whisper, finally managing to calm the beast down, hugging her tightly, while I lie for the first time to the girl I love.
I'm sorry, Isabela, but I need to know now go.
Okay, you don't want your grandmother in the middle for now? You won't have her. But, unlike when I was eight, I know we can fight. I know there are ways to try to help you, and I'm going to use them.
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