Miserable
Alice leaves her hair and carries her in his arms, and starts to walk with Alisha in his arms as she cries, her voice trembling with pain.
"It hurts," she sobs.
"Didn't I tell you to close your eyes? Why are they still open like that?"
Alisha, in agony, replies, "I'm bleeding, Auntie."
Alice's mother, struggling to keep up with Alice's pace, reassures Alisha, "I'm here, Alisha."
Through her tears, Alice's mother pleads, "Please, Alice, let her go and see what you've done. It's inhumane. Can't you see how she's suffering? We need to take her to the hospital."
Alice dismisses her concerns, saying, "Mom! She's not going anywhere. Call the doctor to come to our house. It's not that serious; she's just bleeding. Don't worry, it'll be fine."
"Why are you behaving like this, Alice?,"His mother shouts.
Ignoring her, he reaches his room, and Alice instructs his mother, "Call the doctor, and I'll give my Angel a bath. Blood stinks."
His mother can't believe her son's behaviour at this moment. He acts impulsively without considering the consequences. That's just who he is.
Knowing it's futile to argue with him, she decides to comply and call the doctor. She leaves, trying to hide the guilt she feels for being unable to protect Alisha from her son's actions.
Alice takes Alisha to the bathroom and gently places her in the bathtub. Without removing her blood-soaked clothes, he turns on the hand shower.
"It's burning! Please stop!"
"It's your fault, Angel. You made me angry, and this is what happened," Alice responds callously.
Through her tears, Alisha asks, "My fault?"
Alice sits on the edge of the bathtub and carefully washes her wounds. "You're the reason for your pain, Angel. If only you had listened and obeyed me, this wouldn't have happened."
Crying, she says, "You told me to undress, and I was complying. But you're wrong. It's not right to raise your hands against girls. You're a grown boy, and it's wrong to hurt a girl,” Alisha watches as the water mixes with her blood, flowing down the drain. She says, "The water is hot, and I'm still bleeding."
Alice fails to understand. This girl is someone he can't comprehend. She confuses and frustrates him. He mutters, "Yes, you're bleeding, damn it."
He turns off the hand shower and grabs the hem of her dress, intending to remove it.
Alisha flinches and pleads, "What are you doing? Please let me go. I want Mother Mary."
Alice's eyes turn red with anger as he warns, "You don't need anyone but me, Angel. If you mention that old lady's name again, I swear I'll empty my pistol into her head.You belong to me, and I'm the only one you need."
Alisha, terrified by his threat to kill Mother Mary, shouts, "I don't need a wicked man like you. I only need Mother Mary. She's the one I need."
Alice, consumed by anger, retorts, "Don't make me angrier, Alisha. You know what happens when you do. Look at your current condition; it's a result of your provocation. So don't dare to repeat that useless nonsense."
Alisha cries and tries to escape, but in his rage, Alice swiftly removes her clothes.
Alisha screams in fear as he undresses her. Her entire body is now exposed to him, and she remembers her mother Mary telling her it's wrong to be naked in front of a boy.
Alice starts laughing, taunting her, "What happened, Angel? You were trying to fight back, and now you're crying. Look at how helpless you are in front of me. There's no point in resisting. Let me clean your dirty, smelly body. Didn't your mother Mary teach you that it's wrong to be dirty like this?"
Alisha, a mess of tears, hiccups, and fear, whispers, "It's wrong... it's wrong." Her breathing becomes heavy, and her eyes close from a combination of fear and the blood loss she has suffered.
After a few more hiccups and tears, she loses consciousness in the bathtub, in Alice's hands.
“Dammit,”
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