Back with our Daughter

#37

"How could you?" Asked Nicki with tears in her eyes. Leyla just looked at her food on the table. The questions kept flying from left to right. It has been 30 minutes of pure questioning.

"ENOUGH!!" Screamed Leyla slamming her hands on the table as she stood up.

"I don't want to fucking hear another word about this. Questioning me will bring no answer. Enjoy the damn dinner, I'll se you guys at the house." With that she stormed off.

"Shawn did you know?" Asked the girls in union. He shook is head no.

"She never mentioned it. I doubt that she was married willingly. If you two learned how to calm down and ask when she's ready to answer, things would be so different. For starters you guys saw her face when he called her that. Clearly thats a part of her past that she hasn't brought up. For a reason."

"Are you guys alright? We say our ma'am walk out furious. Did someone hurt any of you?" Asked john one of Leyla's henchmen.

"We are good where did she go?" Asked Jay. He shrugged.

"Gabriel left with her. So she is safe and nothing will happen, Mr. Carter this are the keys to the Bronco. Once you guys are ready to leave we will escort all of you back to the small house." With that he walked back outside....

THREE DAYS LATER
ONIKA

She hasn't come home. We were moved to the mansion last night. Its beautiful. She called and said she was running errands and cooling down. She should be back today. I guess the overreacting is contagious. It hurt to hear she's married, was married? I haven't been able to sleep without her in bed. So I took the time to explore the house. I stumbled upon a room full of guns, a simple desk and chair. I wanted to go in and look at everything, the pictures on the wall. But I will wait until she's ready. I can wait.

"Mrs.Carter, ma'am has arrived" I looked at the door, Mrs. Carter that has nice ring it. LEYLA'S HOME! I basically ran and he rang in front of me. He laughed and screaming "la esposa es taloca viene corriendo." Which means the wife is crazy she's running to get here. I laughed. I jumped on Leyla who was already waiting with open arms and a smile on her face. She kissed my shoulder.

"Hey baby, you seem happy. Take a seat. Thank you John you may go." I sat next to Bey. She shrugged.

"Did you guys like the house?" Jay rolled his eyes.

"Skip the small talk. Where the fuck have you been? Checking in with Nicki means nothing. You check in with me or Bey understood?"

"I was here. Anyways" she sighed. She sat down. I took her outfit in, she's wearing a light blue crop top with black jean shorts, light blue high socks with black Air Force Ones. Her curly hair is up on bun. Small gold chain around her neck. I got up seating on the armrest grabbing her hand.

"I- I was sold to Christian Garcia at the age of 11.. he was amazing, I met him when I was seven I think, he was already fifty something. He helped me stay safe. He fought Matt to keep me safe. He married me by law. You can say I didn't look young? He let me roam free with a curfew of course. He never tried to have sex with me. I lived there till December before I turned 13 he got drunk and high on heroine along with his brother. They raped me, he hit me. December 30 he passed away on his desk chair. I was brought back to Puerto Rico. Your father greeted me with a beating, he yet again raped me I ended up pregnant. So yes it's not that he could be the father to your grandkids HE IS the father. DNA test proved it and all. Happy? You two want to hear me talk about my past like it's a walk in the park? Like its happy memories? Like it doesn't hurt that i was abused, betrayed? Played with? Taken advantage of? Yes Christian was great at some point. But he ended up hurting me like every other man in my life. I don't talk about this because it gives me nightmares, it hurts to even think about it. But there, another layer of my sins has been stripped of my body." Leyla stood up removing my hand from hers. Jay stood up with her and they both walked away.