Jannat

The story

"I Jannat Al Cenacel have been tainted and I don't think I am fit to be in a relationship as pure as Marriage" I say in a harsh tone fighting back the tears that are threatening to leave. Before they could say anything I rush out the house.I run as fast as I could, holding back my tears my feet hurt as I run to my favorite place hollow creek bridge.

You maybe wondering what happened. So this is what happened . 2hours ago.

I look to MJ " You never asked me why killed somebody". I can see that Omar freezers in shock as the words leave my mouth. " I trust you , and the story is yours to tell" MJ says as she places her hand on mine . I unconsciously withdraw my hand. I don't know why I always felt safe with her but may be I was scared that she might hate me, tell me to leave and never want to see my face again. " Jaan do you still want to tell your story" MJ says and I nod.
" I was a happy person,my life was full of rainbows and unicorns , you could say I was daddy's little princess , he loved me more than anything, he was my lifeline. I never got close with my mother, she didn't want me and I knew it since I could remember , she never was there for me. Back when we were in Turkey she would sit with us for dinner but when we moved to the USA she was never there not even for dinner. I was never sad for that dad always gave me the love of both a mother and father. It was when she was pregnant with Maan when I heard dad and her argue.She was a party girl before marriage her father was a millionaire but due to her party ways he transferred all his inheritance to my father in his will before he died . My father was an religious,kindhearted and hardworking men. My father and her father were best friends and he loved my father like his own son and he thought the only one who could change her was my father..The only way she could get the money was to marry my father and bared a child within a year of marriage . She never wanted kids and because of dad she was now again pregnant , she wanted to abort but daddy had threaten her that she would not get a penny if she did any harm to any of his children.

My mother used to physically and mentally abuse me. She would hit me and use dirty words and tell me that if I told anything to my father she would kill the child in her stomach and tell that I had done it. I was scared. I never got her love and i was scared I would lose my fathers too. When Maan was born she just abundant the child. She didn't even feed the child. Dad loved her too much after what she had done he couldn't divorce and let her go. and she didn't come home for most of the days and the abuse had stopped so I was happy and also I had a baby sister. Dad never made us feel unloved , he would be tired from work but still would come home and play with us. I tried to help him cause I wanted to spend time with him .so as soon as I finish school I would come home clean the house cook meals although dad did not want me to do it ,Because mother was not there I became the mother for Maan at the age of 11. While mother was out partying and wasting the hard owned money of father, he never complained. She didn't care unless she got the money.
Everything changed just six month before my eighteenth birthday. Dad was diagnosed with stage 4 terminal cancer. He was getting weak day by day. I could watch him fading through my eyes. He wanted to live as long as he could for us. And a lot of money was spent on his medication and treatment he could not work he tried but slowly his company began to run at a loss. two months before my birthday we came to know that my mother had withdrawn a large some of money from dad's account , the account was empty. We had trust funds for both me and Maan he did not want to take it because it was the only hope for our future. He died after a few days on the 15th of Dec just a month before my birthday due to his failing body and lack of treatment.

Things just got worse because mother wanted more money , as per fathers will every month we would get a limited money till the day we became 18 and the account will be transferred to us. Mother acted very well when the lawyer and other people came. A sum of money was given for the month , few days after the death of father a men came to the house to stay with mother, he was her boyfriend as she said it " Jack". he insisted to stay at our place so it would be easy watch her kids he said. But I knew better every time he is in the room he gave me the creeps. He would watch both of us with lustful eyes. He would try to touch inappropriately. One night mother took Mannat out saying she had to buy something for her. I should have known that something was wrong because she never bought us anything. Just a few minutes of mother gone I was studying in the room when he came , it was the first time he raped me. I kept on crying , trying to shout but he had gagged me with my own clothes , he had tied by hand behind me with his belt. He was rough and the toutured continues for hours. He got up and left the room as he done nothing, untying me leaving me they in a pool of my own blood. When mother came that night I wanted to tell her so despite the arcing through my whole body I dragged myself to her room when my blood ran cold.

"So how was it, did you like it" My mother said smiling and clinging on to the neck of the men that had just rapped me for hours. " Yes she was so tight and I think we can use her , easy money baby". I didn't understand what he meant by easy money until every night after that a new men would come into the room, sometimes it was more than one.  I was lost I wanted to end it .. but father always taught that Allah hates the most who takes his/her own life  and I wanted to meet my father in paradise , I still had a strong believe in faith and Allah. So I was living for both me and Mannat ,I wanted to get us out of the hell  but my grades at school was going down. the only person I told about everything was my best friend Samantha but after a few days. I started to get bullied at school and people started to call me names and I came to know that rumors were being spread by the only person I trusted. I was labeled slut and hoe. Two days before my birthday I just came home to find Jack sitting in the room " relax today is your holiday" he said laughing and moving out of the house. I ran into my room and went to bed. Just when I went to sleep I heard a loud scream. Just then it hit me like lightning what was going on.

I ran as fast as I could to Mannat's room to find a men trying to tear her clothes . I could never let what happened to me to happen to her . I had raised her since we was a baby , she was my baby sister I don't know what came over to me as Lunged on to the men and we were fighting he had hit me quite a few times and I was on the verge of fainting when I took the vase and hit him In the head he died right there I could see the light escaping his eyes as his sole was taken. I panicked I knew we would be in troubled when mother and James would come so I carried Maan and ran out of the house . I didn't realize that I had blood and bruises all over me and I had no slippers  and that Maan's dress was teared. All I wanted to get away from the hell we called a home , all that was running through my mind was how a mother could do this to her children , I was grown and walking into my adulthood and yes I now I was a woman but Maan was only seven, she was a child she had no idea what was going on , she was in so much shock that she forgot anything that happened that might, a blessing. But what about me I had lived it for a month , I felt so discussed in my own skin enough to stretch them out. It was a miracle that we ended up near your shop" I had my head bowed the whole time so they could not see my face.

"I Jannat Al Cenacel have been tainted and I don't think I am fit to be in a relationship as pure as Marriage" I say in a harsh tone fighting back the tears that are threatening to leave. Before they could say anything I rush out the house.I run as fast as I could, holding back my tears my feet hurt as I run to my favorite place hollow creek bridge