As the months pass, March 15th kept playing in her head, she was paranoid and scared. She attempted suicide countless time just to end the misery that she is facing.
She was now staying at her mom's house looking forward to go to their new home some miles away. Davar had gotten a new job as a farm manager and they were moving to live on the property where he works.
Kim wasn't a bit excited, she really want to leave her mother's house, but she was paranoid of adjusting to am entire new environment, an entire different set of people. Her trust issues wouldn't allow her to feel comfortable....
She packed her stuffs anxiously waiting for the days to pass for her to just start over. Her mom wasn't treating her the best after a while and that made her angry. Angry of the fact that her raped could have been avoided if it wasn't for her.....
She had called her mother two weeks before the incident asking her to let them stay there until they can actually rent their own places and because she was becoming fearful of the environment. She knew her mother was harsh but her response made her knew she was heartless. She told her that she cannot accompany them because she is unable to help with her child. The words Pierce Kim through her chest and she was sooo pissed. Angry of the fact that she never asked her mother for support for her child. Things weren't the best for them but their child had all his necessity. Dantae had even more than he needs as a baby.....
Now she is solely blaming her mother go most parts. This could have been avoided....
After the incident she blamed herself for what had happened and Kim had agreed with for once....
Although she was staying at her mother she try her best to contribute to the groceries for the house. She knew her mother well so she endured she had everything for herself and also for her son....
She need to leave this place before things get worst, she is already going through too much she cannot bare anymore of the shades her mother throws and she really need Davar to take her from this environment. It is stifflening her slowly.
She held her baby in her arms and looked at his innocent face..... She wished that instance that she was his age, innocent, and not hurting.... Growing up really comes with alot of pain and anger....
Her eyes began to overflow it's banks with tears that she couldn't control.... She was filled with anger, angry at everyone.... Davar need to get her out of this place now!!!!!
She just need to be with her baby, and child's father. That's all she need right now. To be alone with them, they are her family.
Her mother's murmuring dragged her from her trance.
" The food cannot share, too much mouth is here to feed, all who shouldn't be here" her tone was full of anger.
Kim eyes flew right over to the windows that separated the kitchen from her room.
Anger was infiltrating her. Could she possible be real.... Like how can she be sooo heartless it's just good. Food that she contributed to. She swore right there and then she will not eat any of that food.... She possible cannot eat any of that food. Her mind wouldn't allow her although she is so hungry.
Her sister was infront of her some seconds after with a plate of food in her hands. Anger ran through her body and she just knew that her hands went towards the plate and she throw away everything right there and then.... She was sure she used some profanities. But she didn't care.... She didn't care what they think.
She was pissed why is she complaining about the food.
Steam began to come through her ears and she looked at her stuffs on the bed and packed ready for departure....
She instantly grabbed her phone for the dresser. She need to call Davar now, he must come for her now, she couldn't take it anymore she just want to be away from everyone except her son and Davar......
Davar picked up on the last ring. Kim was pissed, why the fxxxk did he took so long to answer his phone.....
Davar broke her from her thoughts with his voice softly on the other line....
" Hey baby what's up" Davar said seductively as if she could see him.
" Davar don't baby me, you need to come for me now, right now, I need to be where you are, I can't stay her one more damn day" anger and urgency was all over her voice she really need to leave this place for good. She hate how they treated her. But what did she expect, this type of treatment has been going on since forever.
Or maybe she thought because of her incident things would have been fine..... She thought they would even try to care.
" Kim, am coming for you today I got a drive ok, i will be there in the next thirty so be ready ok" Davar cut her from her trance with those words. But those words we was glad to hear. She nodded as if he could see her and disconnect the call.
She was sooo happy.....
She put her stuff together, everything and look at them as she watch the minutes slowly going on her phone...
She is finally leaving hell...
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She sat in the car looking outside the window as she entered the large property. The property was sooo large and appeared to be a farm..... Was she going to live on a farm. Oh well it's better than her mother's house...
She welcomed the view the place was sooo green and luscious....
There was a very big house at the front. It was Soo huge it seems yo be the family house. She remembered Davar had told her they would be living in a separate house from the owners of the property. The owners were actually his cousins. The top boss was about eighty nine and by Davar's description of her she appeared to still look dearly young. She was dying to meet her as she heard so much about her. Her son was the one that had and to bring them here. He was a stout man with nice hair. He had alot of grey patches in his hair, but according to Davar it's not old age, it is stress. He seems like a real nice person. He tried to engage her in his conversations but she wasn't too interested as she don't really know him.
His voice break her from her thoughts.
" We're here" hus voice was full of enthusiasm and joy. She looked at him in disgust why the hell is he soooo happy. She hate moving after all, she will have to get adjusted to a whole new environment and people again.....
She suddenly felt the need to go back to her mom.
She slapped herself mentally for that thought.
She scanned the house it was not as expected but it was ok, it needed alot of work, such as painting etc, but that can be done soon as Davar did told her he will need to paint the place.... It was a two story house and she was delighted that they weren't the only occupying the house. They would live on the second floor, and it was grilled and appeared safe. THANK GOD.
She breathed a sigh of relief as that was her worst fear....
She went up the stairs while they unpacked the stuff from the car.....
She stopped at the door with Dantae in her hands. The house was a mess and she must get started now...
The house was a two bedroom house with living room area, kitchen, bathroom and a small patio..... It was so nice she liked the space. Only sad thing is that they don't have the resources to occupy the space....
She scan the house to see if everything was brought here from the house the incident occurred.
A thought was rushing to her mind and she quickly buried it.
The bed, the Chester drawer, the small fridge was there. And they also have a small television where they would let their son watch his favourite cartoon, leap frog....
The house was practically empty as she knew their few stuff can't fill out the house.... She noticed that there is a stove in the house as well which occur to be an electronic stove.
She was grateful for that atleast she can cook meals for her family.
She was anxious in getting the place sorted out so they could relax....
Then the thought hit her.
Is she really safe here what if the suspect knows where she is now, what if he came and destroy her family. Before she could brush the thought away, the incident started flashing before her.
Tears began to find their escape and she just drowned herself in her own self pity...... She will always be a victim
Hey loves I hope you like this chapter. She has moved I hope things worked out well....
Will she finally be happy now???
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The broken and the torn
Non-FictionThis is a real life Jamaican story about a female that goes through so much in her life continuously, death was the only goal she wanted to achieve at one point in time. she craves for love, comfort and peace but was so far out of reach for her...
