Beyond closed doors

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Chapter Song:Titanic by Juice Wrld

"Aisha ina kike(where are you Aisha)" his loud voice echoes through the room. I'm silently praying he doesn't open the wardrobe or I am dead. my heart starts pounding furiously but I guess my prayers weren't answered because afew minutes later he roughly opens the door and pulls me harshly pinning me to wall.

"please I'll do anything just please" I say breathig heavily my back against the wall. I stare into his deep black eyes and I see nothing no remorse no guilt just pure emotionless and that's when I realized I'm fucked.

"Don't worry darling I'll be sure to please you" he says with a sinister grin the kind demons in horror movies make when they're about to kill their pray. the pungent smell of alcohol slaps me hard as I try to breathe . He's drunk again like every other night, the only difference between today and every other night is the fact that i wasn't able to escape.

He roughly grabs a hold of my waist and starts planting harsh kisses on my neck moving down " Please Hashim not like this" I say tears streaking my face. and he slaps me hard. and I begin to tremble.

"What's wrong wifey this is what your worthless ass is supposed to do you are my wife and this is my right " He says and roughly rips my shirt off of me.

"Stop" I shout abruptly waking up. I sigh taking in my environment. I hold my sweaty face in my arms and start sobbing. this is what my life has turned into, marriage is supposed to bring happiness and joy sure it's not always sunshine but then this is just too much.

I turn around and notice my sister sleeping peacefully besides me I sigh then check the time on my phone. 2am. I quietly get up and enter the ensuite bathroom. I splash some water on my face and look at my reflection. the girl who stares back at me is weak, she's tired, she's broken and everyone else thinks it's because of a different reason. I proceed to perform my ablution walk out and pray 2 rakkats. I've never really been the religious type but I don't know their are somethings that only God can make easier for you.

I lie back down on my bed and just quietly think about the possibilities of what will happen to me. I've been put in this situation where I can't even control my own life. it's like it's not even mine anymore. I don't even have a say in it. eventually I fall into a dreamless slumber but someone had to interupt it.

"Ayush wake up" My mother says while shaking my sleeping figure. I look at her with out an expressionless face gaging her reaction.

"Ina kwana (Good morning)" I say my first words to her for the first time in weeks. the words feel so foreign coming out of my mouth Its like I forgot how my own voice sounded.

"Get up Ayush you have to go and take a bath immediately and wear these clothes" my mother says whilst waking my sister up to prayer"

"Fati! bazaki tashi bane (Fati won't you wake up)" My mom Shouts. I just look at her and walk into the bathroom and take a bath as expected of me. when I walk into the room I find no one there. on my bed I find a plain red faded gown and a gray floor length Hijab. I wear the outfit and walk out of my designated room.

I honestly don't even know why this house is this big for a newly married couple like what are we supposed to do with this huge place. I check virtually all the rooms I ask one of the house help and she tells me Mama and Maimuna are in the Bar. I really hate the place so I decide to wait for them to come out by the door. but what I hear next catches my attention.

"I want you to transfer all his assets in my name " I hear my mother's voice say.

"You know I can't do that Saratu, even I don't have the right she is his next of kin and the only person who has a right over his inheritance since our parents are deceased" maimuna says

"So why can't I take care of my daughter's wealth! as you said everything belongs to her" my mother says. so everything belongs to me wait what?

"You can't handle it because it belongs to her how many times do I have to say this" maimuna says with an exasperated sigh.

"I'm just saying Ayush, my Aisha I mean is too young to handle such a responsibility" is what my mother says and I had to double take on what she said. I'm too young to handle money but I'm not too young to get married. okay wow.

"She isn't too young to marry but too young to handle responsibility, Aisha is extremely mature, she was a married woman and now a widow you no longer have any right on her as a parent." maimuna speaks as if she knows what's going through my mind.

"She just turned 17 saboda Allah, what does she even know, "my mother says frustration evident in her tone.

" Since the day you decided to marry off your child, you were aware of alot of things some of which being circumstances like this who knows Aisha might even be pregnant so I don't even understand your point" maimuna says.

"can we talk about this later? just think about what I said"Mama says and I walk away not waiting to here maimuna's response sensing their conversation has ended.

I don't understand Mama anymore why does she strive to make my life difficult. I know I might sound like an ungrateful little bitch but I'm serious. I don't even know why my mom chose to get me married was she tired of me or something and that to, to my father's age mate. Hashim is a man I'm supposed to go down on my knees to greet not to please. He is supposed to be like an uncle to me not a husband. I don't know why my other sister Ya Fati was oppourtuned to get married at 23 to the love of her freaking life while I was sold to the devil at what,just 16? my mother didn't even want me to write WACE she was just so eager to get rid of me. I had to beg my father to let me gradaute and eventually they agreed, but I still don't understand why they would do this to me. I'm literally still a teenager but I guess now I'm a widow too.

A/N: yikes 👀

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