Zahra- Scarred

Zahra- Scarred (chapt 9)

Chapter 9

I woke up as my head began to pain. My jaw ached. I sat up letting a tear fall down my cheek knowing everything that went on last night. Raj, and unknown guy I did not know that had been sent from my dad to come and rape me so I could have extra money. I would have rather gone hungry and broke.

I'd rather had die, I wish that punch had killed me. Not like there is any advantages of me living. All I do is suffer, my life is unfair to an extent I'd rather have been shot in the chest and still be alive rather than have laid there with a river of tears racing down my cheeks as a man had been welcomed by dad to do sexual things with me for money.

My life is a punishment.

I got up walking slowly up the stairs as the pain made its way down my thigh. I got to my room and slowly laid down onto my bed. My body was so tense any movement would sent an agonising pain throughout my whole body.

Tears ran down from my eye down the side of my cheek. My door bell rang. I didn't even move a muscle, I couldn't. The thought of walking back down those 14 steps hurt, I just didn't have the energy. The door bell rang again. I sighed sitting up but that was all I done I didn't get up or even attempt to check who it was. My phone then went off, I quickly answered it

-Hello?

-open the door b" I sat there confused, how did Ishmael know where I lived.

-urm there is a key under the mat, let yourself in

-kl" I then hung up and sat there.

The sound of the doors latch opened and then shut, his heavy air forces were slamming against the stairs as he soon made it to my room.

He walked in smiling.

Him-you alright love" I weakly smiled

Him-what's wrong" he asked worriedly. I just stared at him whilst he sat next to me.

Him-you gonna answer me?" he asked wrapping his arms around me sucking me into a bear hug.

Me-how you been" he pulled away looking at me

Him-urm fine, how you been" I nodded to indicate I've been fine

He then touched my face

Me-ouch, ouch" he quickly moved his hand. He just stared at me not asking a question.

It then went completely silent as another door bell rang. I groaned.

Me-check who that is please" he nodded and got up walking towards my window

Me-who is it?

Him-some man" I froze

Me-what does he look like

Him-urm brown hair, urm Hench, he's got a moustache...

Me-omg" I quickly got up and rushed over to my dressing table opening the packet of wipes.

I took two out and began rubbing off all my make-up.

Him-what you doing?" he asked looking at me oddly. I just ignored him as the door bell went off again.

I wiped off all I could and combed my hair before running down the stairs. Although I was in pain, I was more scared of what my uncle may do to me than worrying about last night.

Me-Ishmael!" I whispered loudly. He poked his head out of my room

Him-yeah

Me-no matter what stay in my room yeah, no matter what.. okay?