PREGNANT FOR BROTHER IN LAW

27: You've Washed The Evidence

⚠️⚠️⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️
Vee's P.O.V
"He.....hello, sis, please help...."

My voice was trembling on the phone, my hands were not holding steadily onto the phone handle. My head was spinning but my eyes were moving all around making sure that no one was following me. I was afraid, scared, and wanted to run but I couldn't.

I couldn't call Xander on this. I don't want him to judge me. I hope Kendra won't tell him anything about the rape. I can't imagine the way he will be looking at me. I waited to hear my sister's voice on the phone but she didn't speak. She ended the call and there was silence. The cricket was doing their 'silent night.' "How lucky," I thought. I know they are happy. They didn't need to go through things the way I was going through. I cuddled myself with my scarf and sat down in the booth. People rarely use them nowadays, I didn't t anyone to walk in on me.

My legs were sticky, my mind was racing. I didn't want to walk out of this place. I was afraid to move. I was afraid to speak. I saw people walking around but I couldn't call for help, instead, I held myself and coiled away from them. I didn't know whether they were the same people trying to look for me and hurt me further.

I wanted to throw blaming words at anything I could see. I wanted to shout to everyone that I am not good. I couldn't. Right now, my silence was my weapon. Shut my mouth, mumble to myself, and hope that morning comes quickly, maybe I will find the courage to seek help.

Roaches were walking over the place, they didn't scare me away. I needed a place to be safe. I was not safe here. I had nothing. This place is all I have. The chill air runs through my body, making me feel worse. I couldn't touch myself to generate warmth. I felt sick of who I am. All that remained of me was the tears, that is the only thing that came from me.

I heard a knock on the booth's door and jumped back. I didn't know who it was. I curled up and placed my hands on my mouth. I didn't want to scream and alert whoever was there that it was me. I wanted to close my ears but then I heard Kendra's voice.

"Vanessa, are you there?" her calm and gentle voice came through. I didn't know if I should trust it or let her go. I don't know why I called her in the first place. With a second knock, I turn my head up and mumbled silently. She opened the door for me and stood with her hands all a Kimbo.

"I am sorry, I didn't know who else to call," I said to her but she doesn't even look at me. "Just walk out!" She commanded me but I was in pain and all the cries that I was holding, started coming out freely without any problem.

"It's painful, I can't walk properly." I cried to her. I wanted her to help me. She knows I am carrying her baby, why can't she be supportive?

"Look, Vee, it's either you man up and start walking. If someone raped you, you should be in the police station trying to give a statement and have everyone involved taken in!"

How did she know that I was raped? Ooh, I said it was painful. We all know what happened in the shanty neighborhood. No one will believe that a girl walking alone at night didn't want to be raped. Plus they will just take my samples but throw them all away. No one understands how it hurts to do that.

"I wanted you to help me, I didn't know if the perpetrators were out there to get me again."

Kendra turned around and looked at me, she walked back and grabbed me, pulling me to the car that was waiting by. I didn't know how to say to her that I had broken up with Josh and I needed a place to stay. Instead, she grabbed me and threw me into the car.

The drive started and she was taking me in the same direction I came from. "I can't go to Josh, he threw me out!" I protected myself while in the car.

"You have somewhere else?" She asked while giving me danger. She can't see I am hurting, she can't see that I am in pain? "Please, take me to the hospital, or police station," I begged her. She laughed and looked at her diver ignoring me.

"Take us to my mum's," she said and didn't look at me. What are we going to do at my stepmom's house? I thought she has the upper hand and can help me get justice! What is with Kendra? A little help would have helped. Maybe I would have called Xander. Things could have taken a different turn. Look at me, heading to my stepmother's house as if she is some medic or the police.

I wanted to calm down and place my head somewhere soft but that was not happening. Kendra had her system on a loud blast and my head ended up pounding.  we stopped at a pharmacy and she instructed me to stay in the car. Walking back, she had tablets in her hands. I didn't know what these tablets were for but she asked me to swallow them. I think they were painkillers, they made me feel better.

Arriving at our Mum's house. The lights were on. I knew she was home today. Another place to be lectured on is how I should behave and how to do my things.

"Get down quickly!" ordered Kendra. I walked down the car and slowly walked to the house. I was afraid to get in but this was the only option that I have. I could hear my hearty laugh that was coming from the living room of my mother laughing. Walking in, she was surprised to see us. Kendra said her greetings. When it came to my turn, my stepmom gave me a disgusted face, her companion, a young man of about twenty-something said hi and asked whether I was okay. I quickly nodded.

Kendra walked with me to the guest room and forced me into the bathroom. "Stop trying to please everyone, that is why you were kicked out of the house and raped!" She threw me soap and a towel.  "If you were not pregnant, trust me, I would have left you to die there."

I know she helped because she thinks I have her baby in my belly. I shiver every time the word pregnancy comes out. I know very well that I am not and Xander is not doing his job to make sure everything is okay.

I stood in the shower for a while, most of the time crying and lamenting about my unlucky stars. I wanted to have a good life but my every attempt seems to be falling on the tricky stones that can't bear any fruits.

I looked at the clothes that I had worn today. I knew they were decent and not the type to make someone think otherwise. Walking out of the bathroom. My stepmom was at the door.

She grabbed me and pushed. me to the wall, "don't think you will come here and start seducing my men! They are mine, if yours doesn't love you, get another one."

She left me and wiped the hands that had touched me as if I was a virus. I didn't have to cry anymore. I knew the road I am taking is a hard road. I need to chin up. I need to fight for myself and the only way that is going to happen is by learning how to defend myself from everything around me. Right now, I had my pain to manage.

"Now, listen to me, don't say any of these to Xander. The police won't listen to you. You've washed the evidence. We will look for a place to host you until your delivery day. Stay still here, unless I tell you otherwise." Kendra threw some clothes at me. I didn't have the power to say anything. We all know that I had washed away the evidence because she couldn't talk me to the police. I nodded listening to her speak every time. I didn't want to sound rude or say anything that was going to complicate everything.

She left me and walked out. I was left alone in the room. I made sure my door was tightly closed. I didn't want to wake up to someone in my room. I looked at the window and closed it. I wished sometimes I had the pregnancy maybe I could talk to the kid that I don't even know.

That got me thinking, I become pregnant, will Kendra take care of the baby? Will she be a good mother? Is this what Xander is afraid of?

Will Kendra be happy? Will she take the child to a medical appointment? Will she protect the baby?