"No way! Forget it!" I snapped.
As if the space between us, or even the furniture in the room, could protect me from them, I positioned myself on the other side of the room, panic rising within me, with the certainty that if my mother really wanted to inseminate that semen in me, there was nothing I could do to stop her.
"I wouldn't be asking you if I had another way. Look at our situation. A child from that man could change our lives forever. It can pay for a good college for you. Isn't that what you want so much?" my mother tried to reason.
"Mom, wake up! I am not going to get pregnant by a man I do not even know. I will not be a part of this," I firmly replied.
“You won't have to do anything. When your belly starts to grow, the school year will be over. You lock yourself in the house and do not come out until the child is born. You do not even have to go through the trouble of creating it; I'll do it for you," Scarlet added.
“You promised my father that I would never get involved in his schemes," I reminded my mother.
"I know. But it is not long before you turn eighteen, and the pension will end. It is better to risk having something better," my mother persisted.
"I will not do that!"
"That ungrateful fuck doesn't have to agree; she just has to obey!" Scarlet snapped. "She eats at our expense for a long time; it is time to pay for the expense."
"It is not true. I support myself with the money from my work, and I still have the pension, which I do not see a penny of," I defended myself.
"Are you going to throw that in my face now?" My mother made a hurt expression.
Scarlet took a step closer to me, her light brown eyes filled with aggression, fixed on my face.
"Lie down right there and open your legs, you fucking idiot. It is high time you did something for this family. It is not just us who have to sacrifice."
As if I had the power to see into the future, I foresaw what was going to happen, and I trembled from head to toe, taken by the certainty that they were going to force me to do that, without me having the slightest chance to defend myself, to fight against the three.
Still, acting purely on reflex, clinging to some instinct for self-preservation, I ran for the exit door, sure I had some chance to escape, to reach the street and call for help.
However, Michel was much faster and stronger; before I even had time to turn the doorknob, he had already reached me.
He grabbed me around the middle with both arms and pulled me to him, ignoring my protests.
I screamed, kicked, lashed out with my overgrown nails where I could reach, but it was a futile effort. He was much bigger and stronger, and soon he was laying me back on the bed, putting himself on top of me, dominating me completely.
Even after exhaustion overcame me, I continued to thrash around and try to break free.
"So what's it to you!" Scarlet said, helping Michel to hold me. "It is like we're trying to kill you. It is just a fucking pregnancy! In a few months, you'll be free and full of money."
I did not realize my mother had left the room, but I watched as she emerged from her room, carrying a smaller syringe, which I knew contained a sedative.
A thousand times damn it!
"No, mother. Please, do not do this."
"I wouldn't if I had the other option, but I am not going to miss an opportunity like this to change our lives."
"Mom…you do not understand."
She approached me. As the other two pinned me down on the bed, she bent down and inserted the small needle into my arm, causing a slight prick.
"Believe me. One day you'll thank me for this," she said, her face close to mine, the stench of cigarettes sickening me.
Gradually, her face disappeared from my view, as well as everything else around me. An unexpected silence enveloped me, an invincible languor taking over my limbs, making me softer and heavier.
As much as I struggled, I could not shake the numbness that made my eyelids slowly droop.
"Please, do not..." I stammered, barely hearing my own voice, but I could not complete the sentence before I was swallowed by the deepest, most peaceful darkness.
**
Rylee!
Rylee!
Rylee!
I heard the voice calling me in the distance, and for a moment, I believed I was dreaming because I never needed to be woken up to go to school. Since I was a child, I have always done this alone.
I opened my eyes and felt my head spinning, my body heavy, an unusual sleep ordering me to continue sleeping. Then I realized that I was not on the sofa bed in the living room but in my mother's room, on her bed.
The realization invaded me at the same time that I remembered the events, and I sat up in bed suddenly, the room spinning around me, my mother's face, accommodated on the edge of the mattress, entering my field of vision.
"What happened?" I asked, with a thread of voice.
However, I did not need her to answer. I knew that she had sedated me and injected me with that man's semen. I could feel the slight burning sensation between my legs caused by the syringe's invasion. My body looked unbelievably different, and I was pretty sure I was pregnant, although it was too soon to tell.
Holy shit!
I could not even imagine a more bizarre fate than being a virgin and being pregnant by a complete stranger. Really, the Creator was in a bad mood when he traced my paths in life.
"You are sleeping too much. I am starting to get worried," said my mother.
Worried about me?
It could only be a joke!
"I'll never forgive you for what you are doing to me," I said, emotions welling up inside me, stirring up an old hurt.
Hurt for all the times she left me home alone to go to bars with her lovers, for allowing these men to harass me when I brought them home, for always being there for Scarlet, even when she hurt me, for the contempt she always directed at me.
"On the contrary. One day you'll thank me," she said.
"You really put that man's sperm in me, did not you?"
The situation was so absurd that I needed confirmation to believe.
"If... if you did get pregnant, you and all of us are guaranteed a future. This is wonderful. Have you ever imagined joining the best college money can buy?"
"You do not have to pretend you are doing this for anyone other than yourself."
"I am doing it for all of us."
"Stop being a hypocrite!" I snapped, losing my composure. "You never gave a shit about me, you never did anything for me. And to top it off, now you are using me to get what you want, like I am one of those idiots you and Scarlet take advantage of day after day!
"Down with me, girl!"
I wanted to scream and kick and fly at her neck and strangle her. But she was right, she was my mother, and because I was a minor, she still had a certain amount of power over me, which did not stop me from hating her with all my might.
"Wants to know. I go to school, which is better."
I got out of bed and tried to head for the door, but she stopped me, standing in my way, haughty and ghastly as ever.
"You'd better stay here for a couple of days."
She flipped the little key in her hand, letting me know the door was locked. Instinctively, I glanced at the window and was shocked to see it nailed shut.
"Are you going to keep me trapped here?!"
I could not believe this was really happening. My mother had always been mean and despicable, but this time she was surpassing herself."It is only for two days. So I can make sure you do not take a morning-after pill."I watched her bewildered, with a mixture of hatred and accumulated hurt taking care of me. Tears threatened to well up in my eyes, but I held them back."You can't do this to me," I muttered, my voice thin."Do not talk like this is the end of the world. You'll sleep in my room for two more nights. The day after tomorrow, you will be free. Until then, I'll keep your cell phone and bring all your meals here. And not looking at me like I am a two-headed monster."With that said, she unlocked the door and left, locking it again from the outside.Alone, I stood there for a long moment, stunned, disbelieving, processing all the events, making sure they were real, that this was really happening, that this was not just a bad nightmare that would soon be over. Eventually, I c
"Where do you know me from?" he exclaimed, harshly.He took a step towards me, looking so intimidating and threatening that I instinctively took another step back. Suddenly I remembered all the evil he had committed, displacing the families of the farm.If this pregnancy had happened, when I discovered that I had been the victim of a scam, a hit-and-run would be insignificant compared to what that man would do to me.The thought gave me another shudder, and suddenly I saw the buildings along the street dancing around me, becoming a jumble of ghostly, meaningless images. As if my legs were no longer able to support me on my feet, I slowly fell, falling to the ground, while my vision went dark.I was about to crash against the asphalt once more when strong arms held me firmly, supporting me, giving me a sense of security so reassuring that I stopped fighting and surrendered to the deep darkness that swallowed me.**When I regained consciousness, I felt the world rocking around me. As
I knew that tone well; it was the way a man spoke when he was excited.Even though I would never been intimate with a man, due to the fact that no boy in town had been interested in getting serious with the daughter of the biggest slut in the area, and I was not interested in getting laid just for the sake of getting laid, I knew almost everything about men and about sex. I was used to seeing my mother enter her room with up to two men at the same time, sometimes with other women as well. Not to mention the countless times those disgusting people left her sleeping and came into the living room to harass me during the night.Although it wasn't easy, I managed to preserve myself without being molested by any of them, even though no one in town believed that I wasn't part of that whole orgy. Fortunately, I didn't care much about what people thought of me. "Oh yeah, and when is it convenient for you? When you're with the women from the Riviera Club?" I blurted out.Holy crap! Where was
By the end of the day, I was completely stressed and mentally drained. I seriously needed to go to the Riviera Club and relieve myself, but I was not going that night. There was so much on my mind, and I needed to be fully focused so that nothing went wrong. The slightest slip could disrupt the completion of my plans. Arnaldo was a cretin, but he was not a fool. Like me, he also knew how to play dirty, and he did it with mastery.As I was leaving the precarious building, heading towards the parking lot, I was approached by two women on the sidewalk, one middle-aged and the other a teenager.The same one I almost ran over some time ago..."Mr. Athos, I am Selena Anderson. I need to speak to you, and it is urgent," said the older woman, heading my way, irritating me with her unbearable insistence.She must have been the same one who had been looking for me for three days, whom I had left waiting, believing she was going to leave. But she did not. Apparently, she had spent the whole aft
Her words made me freeze. I immediately turned to the two of them and focused my attention on the girl, who seemed to be hiding behind her mother, pale and scared like the other time I saw her. "What did you say?" I asked, suspecting I had heard wrong. "This is my daughter, Ryleena," she gestured toward the teenager. "You were at the Riviera Club together. She is expecting your child." Hearing the mention of the club I frequented weekly since arriving in town, I jumped, wondering if there was any possibility that what this woman claimed was true. However, I took a good look at that girl and soon dismissed the hypothesis. I was a scoundrel of the worst kind, capable of any dirty trick to get what I wanted, and I was even proud of it, yet I wouldn't have engaged with a girl that age. "Either you are crazy, or you approached the wrong guy. I never had anything to do with this girl." "Yes, there was, two months ago, when she was at the club looking for her sister. She did not want
ATHOS Two months later... "Mr. Athos, that lady, Selena, is here again wanting to talk to you," said my secretary through the intercom. It was the third day in a row that this woman had appeared at the company's headquarters trying to talk to me. What the hell did she want? These lazy people thought I had nothing else to do! At the very least, she was there to ask for financial help, like so many others did, as if I owned some charity. "Say I am busy." I gave the same answer as the last two days. "Sir, she said it is urgent. You are insisting too much." "In that case, tell her to wait." After a few hours of waiting, surely she would give up. I turned off the intercom and turned my attention back to the file on my computer. In the document that arrived a few hours ago, there was one more of that damned man's desperate attempts to disrupt my plans. This time, he obtained a warrant from a judge in the capital ordering the interruption of the construction of the pipeline, w
Her words made me freeze. I immediately turned to the two of them and focused my attention on the girl, who seemed to be hiding behind her mother, pale and scared like the other time I saw her."What did you say?" I asked, suspecting I had heard wrong."This is my daughter, Ryleena," she gestured toward the teenager. "You were at the Riviera Club together. She is expecting your child."Hearing the mention of the club I frequented weekly since arriving in town, I jumped, wondering if there was any possibility that what this woman claimed was true.However, I took a good look at that girl and soon dismissed the hypothesis. I was a scoundrel of the worst kind, capable of any dirty trick to get what I wanted, and I was even proud of it, yet I wouldn't have engaged with a girl that age."Either you are crazy, or you approached the wrong guy. I never had anything to do with this girl.""Yes, there was, two months ago, when she was at the club looking for her sister. She did not want to; she
RYLEE I spent practically the whole night tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep, or at least relax. I was terrified of what that man would do to us because of the belly slam we were giving him. I could see in his icy eyes that he was capable of anything, maybe even killing. When his paternity was confirmed, which would happen in a few hours, my mother and I would be in the arms of luck, at serious risk of losing our lives. How could she not see that? How was she capable of getting involved with a man as dangerous as that one? It was written in his expression that he had no soul, no heart. His attitudes towards the residents of the farm on which he built his oil pipeline also said so. If only I had not been a coward and had had the courage to have an abortion when Marina finally managed to get the abortive drugs, I would have been free of this situation. But I was stupid enough to cling to this life that was growing inside me. At first, I was determined to have an abortion.