Chapter 2

This house is very big and isolate, I am afraid, afraid that something serious could happen to me, Patricia is very cunning behind her beauty hides a tall and wicked manipulator, a cruel woman. She had locked me in the bedroom. My only hope was to pray. So that I can quickly escape this suffering, this anguish that gnaws at me deep inside. My room is on the second floor. I cried all the time, I thought of my grandmother. She had instilled in me good values, it is out of the question that my soil my reputation and my dignity. Besides, I was still a virgin.

Sitting in a very large room, a few minutes later I heard music, it was so loud that I move my ears. I didn't have a cell phone or watch to know the weather. I open the window, it was dark outside, so it was dark. Through the window I can see Patricia welcoming men at the entrance. It was probably the clients she was telling me about. What was I going to do?

I was in my corner, suddenly I heard footsteps moving towards the bedroom door, I was shaking, I remember the sound of the keys to open the door. The door opens, I see Patricia in person accompanied by a man. She leaves, leaving me with this stranger. As she closed the door, she said Have a nice evening, it belongs to you》 and walked away, double-locking the door again. The man first took off his jacket, before approaching me, i was on the bed, I was shaking. He comes to me telling me:

-I know we're going to have a good time, you're beautiful, what's your name?

-Fatima, sir

-Call me Youssuf, tell me you prefer her position

-I'm sorry, but I can't Youssuf

-You can't, how are you paid for that no.

-I don't want to do that, don't oblige, please help me

-Don't insist, I want to, that's all.

I get up, to save myself, we play cat and mouse. He was running after me in the room, I was screaming, I really wanted to escape, he had managed to rip my top. He had slapped me, I was against the wall. I only wanted one thing to die. I preferred to die, an idea crossed my mind, I decided to jump out the window, I had to jump from the second floor.

I stayed a few minutes on the ground shaking I was in great pain. Such a miracle, I had survived, I tried to stand up, I had no more strength, I no longer felt but my hands. I was shaking, the main thing was that I was alive. I couldn't see anything it was really dark. I get up, to walk I was limping, I had to get out of this house at all costs. I was in the garden, I walked by hanging on the wall. I heard the man's voice, he was very angry. Patricia knew quickly, she was shouting my name all over the house. I had to save myself, despite my leg I managed to climb the wall. Allhamdulillah. I follow the road, it was dark, I heard the dogs barking. I ran with my leg up, to go faster. Fortunately, I was far away. But I didn't know where I was.

When I saw a car that stopped in front of me and offered to drop me off. Without hesitation I decide to go up to the rear. There were two men up front. I am finally saved. For hours and hours the car drove without knowing where I was going. I then decided to ask them to drop me off near the Total station. But the car was going faster and faster. With such speed, I hit my head on a chest. I wondered what was in there. This chest looked like a coffin. Very quickly I ask myself questions. Did I make the right choice by trusting his men? . I then decide to question them.

-Excuse me sir where are we going

-You will soon know my beautiful

-Who are you ? Where are you from?

-You ask too many questions my beautiful shut up.

-Mansour fall asleep there quickly, because she talks too much

-Nonnnnn please aaaaahhhhh, I say shouting in fear

Woke up by the light of the lamps, I was tied up along with other people. Men, women and children, I was the only one waking up, they were surely under the influence of drugs. But hands and feet were securely tied. There was an incredible smell, when I turn my head I see limbs, human bodies cut into a thousand pieces. Astafourllah. It's not possible, I'm having a bad nightmare, were going to wake up Fatima. What did I do to deserve this?

I should have listened to Mother Anta, Dakar whom I saw through the television, the newspapers. It is not the same Dakar. I am tired, it may be my fate. Beside there was a guard. She was looking at me, I was trying to talk to her.

-Madam please help me

-I can not

-Why are you doing this what i am doing

-Nothing my daughter, I only do my job

-Free me please madam

-I can not

-What are you going to do with us.

- When the bosses arrive, we'll kill you

-What I am too young to die, I do not want to die for pity help me, put yourself in my place madam.

She was looking at the ground, she was not looking at me, she looked like she took pity on me. I had no more tears, I said my last prayers because I already knew that it was over for me. I keep saying:

'' Oh my Good ''

I was in my corner praying for all his people, women, children and men. They were to suffer the same fate as me.

After hours, the babysitter finally spoke to me.

-I will give my life to save you, I will untie you, you must do everything to get away

-Thanks a lot Madam

-Go go go away quickly, take care of yourself.

-And the others

- go away they will arrive soon

-Thank you so much

She had accompanied me to the exit, I had to hurry, I was in a huge forest. I was running with all my strength despite my leg. I had managed to get out of this forest on the road, and I met a bunch of young men.

Who was staring at me, the gang approached me. What was I going to go through again?

They were three super muscular men, so they pushed me, drag me on the ground as if I were a ball, they hit me very hard, they even ended up tearing my pants, I was trying somehow to defend myself despite that, they were very much compared to me. After all,

I was weak after everything I had been through. They were slapping me and continuing to hit me like a beast, one had grabbed me by the hair, they pulled them very hard I kept screaming. They laugh at me, they spit on me, after minutes of torture, one decides to take off his pants. At that moment, I realized where he was coming from. I was shaking very hard. At that moment, all I wanted was to die, so I couldn't stop thinking about Mother Ante, I couldn't stop saying to myself over and over again << Pardon, forgive me, Mother Anta >>

We were in the middle of the street. When

I saw the lights of a car, the driver was making signs for someone to push, he hadn't seen me because I was on the ground. He got out of the car. The leader of the gang slaps the car with insults. I didn't even see his face so much that I was tired.

-That's how you treat a woman

-What I'm getting involved with, imbecile

-How dare you insult me

-Kiss my ass

I saw the man who got out of the car fighting one by one with them. The chief had finished taking out a knife to fight with him. He was fighting so hard. I thought I was in a movie. The blood was flowing, he had managed to knock down both of the gangs, only the leader remained, he had stabbed the man who got out of the car, in his hand. Despite this he continued to fight. Suddenly he succeeds in hitting the leader of the gang. He was on the floor, they were all on the floor. The man approached me, he took his jacket to cover my body. He carried me to his car. I was so tired that I fell asleep in the car.

As soon as I woke up I was fighting, I was defending myself. Because I was afraid. I saw a nurse next to me.

Calm down calm down

-Hello miss

I did not answer because this time I did not want to fall into the trap, I admit that I was a little rude.

-Don't be afraid you are safe

-What am I doing here, where am I?

-You are in the house of a respectable man, well known in the country, he saved your life

_Waited I will tell him that you woke up.

Looks like I was in a hospital because the house was so big, the room I was in was just beautiful indeed everything was pink. They had plastered my leg with a lot of scars and bruises all over my body.

A few minutes later I see the nurse arrived with a man. Oh my good, he is really very beautiful. He had blue eyes, very muscular, he is beautiful. He was sitting on the edge of my bed I was looking at him.

-Here sir, she is out of danger

-Thank you, you can leave

- Hello what's your name?

-Fa .. Fatima

-You have a nice name

-Thank you, thank you for saving my life sir

-It was the least I can do, take a break, we'll talk afterwards

-But you're hurting

-It does not matter ; rest

-Call me Mohamed, my name is Mohamed

I was comfortable, but he was really very weird this Mohamed.

What is happening to me ?

All day long I was in the room, looking at all this richness. The nurse came from time to time to see me and give me my medication. I was lucky to meet such generous people. It is very rare to see it these days. This Mohamed was my save, my bodyguard. I was a fan of him for the way he had saved me from the claws of his bandits. A few minutes later someone knocked on the door and entered. She was a very simple lady, about fifty years old. She had in her hands a tray with lots of good things.

She put it down near me

-How are you miss ?

-It's fine madam

-Fatima that's it

-Mr. Ask me to bring you some food, because you must be hungry.

-Yes madam, I'm really hungry

-My name is Helene, I am the patroness of the servants of this house, I manage the work.

-Ah, okay, enchanted madam

-Call me Helene, What do you want to eat first, rice or soup.

She gave me food herself, given my physical and mental state. She did it with so much love and tenderness. She reminded me of Mother Anta behind her smile. She was very nice to me, after having eaten well, she decides to stay with me to chat a little. I was glad I didn't feel alone.

-Why did you come to Dakar?

-To find work

-Where are your parents ?

-They are dead, I have lived with my grandmother since I was a child

-I'm sorry, to ask you that, you are so beautiful and so innocent

-I'm lucky to meet a man like Monsieur

-He is a good man, all the girls run behind him, he is very handsome

-Where is his wife?

-But he is still not married

-But why ?

-He says he has yet to meet his ideal partner

-Does he have siblings?

-Yes two twin sisters and a brother

-He is lucky, I can't wait to meet them

-I think I will leave you because they will arrive soon, I will introduce them to you later

-With pleasure .

Helene left, I wanted to meet them so much. Mohamed was therefore not married, such a handsome and charming man.

I wondered if I was going to stay in this house, I really wanted to work there, I wanted to move.

Was I going to stay there that long?