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Mafia's Love - Chapter 46
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Third Person’s POV:
“I was born in Kansas. My papa had a house there. He was an engineer. He married my mother who was from Florida actually. My dad loved my mother a lot and she loved him too. But slowly my father got to see that my mother had some problems, she was complicated. She always wanted my father’s full attention. Not only my father’s, she wanted to be in the spotlight before everyone. She was a beautiful woman and was very conscious of her figure, beauty, health. My father wanted a child and a peaceful home. But she never wanted to be pregnant. She thought if she got pregnant, her body would not be beautiful and my father would not want her anymore. But accidentally she got pregnant once. My father was elated hearing this news. He began planning for his future child. Seeing my father’s excitement for his unborn child, she began to think that the child was going to snatch his husband from her, already it has taken a big part of her husband’s heart. It was unacceptable to my mother that my father would think and care about anyone other than her. She dreaded that after the birth of this child her husband would forget about her. She even tried to abort me but my father didn’t let her.” Sapphire took a deep breath. Alexander remembered that he met with her for the first time in Kansas. She saved him when he was shot.
“After that, I was born. My father loved me very much and even when I was a toddler, my mother was sometimes jealous of me. She didn’t like that every day returning from office, my father spent so much time with me, played with me, hugged me, read me a bedtime story. She used to spend lavishly and this is why my father got a new job in Nevada from Kansas. That job paid him much more. My father would come to our house twice a month. My mother indulged herself in addiction by this time period. She developed a habit of drinking, smoking and even she did drugs sometimes. She befriended many bad people. However, my father didn’t know about it as my mother always hid it. My mother sometimes scolded me, neglected me and occasionally she would abuse me for small mistakes like slapping me, pushing me but it was not extreme. Till now everything was bearable.” Sapphire described. Alexander listened patiently.
“It was my sixth birthday. My father had an important project going on Nevada and he was busy. I was sad that he wouldn’t be with me on my birthday too. I called my father and cried that if he didn’t come on my birthday, I wouldn’t talk to him ever. I was just a child; I didn’t have the ability to understand how important his job was. My father used to work in a hilly area of Nevada but he decided to come to Kansas for a day, just for my sake. But he couldn’t make it to Kansas because he met an accident in the way and the car fell off a cliff. Even the body of my father couldn’t be found.” Sapphire continued.
Alexander’s brows knitted in confusion. If her father’s body wasn’t found then how it was in the graveyard?
“If his body wasn’t found then…” He asked.
“Let me continue, then you will understand, ” Sapphire explained.
“After the news of my father’s death, my mother blamed me completely. She was sad and furious, she beat me black and blue the day the news of the accident was out. Alexander, I was also hurt. I also lost my father; I wanted my father to stay with me on my birthday. I was just a six years old child. How much I understand that time? But that didn’t stop her from abusing me.” She held her tears back.
Alexander held her hands tightly. Her body trembled.
“After my father’s death, my mother’s drinking and drug addiction took a serious turn. Moreover, many people came to our house; she used to host late night parties with bad people. She used to beat me and made me do most of the chores. She didn’t even give me food properly.” Tears trickled down her eyes by now.
“My mom had many boyfriends. But one of them used to come to our house more frequently. One day my mother asked him to stay with her in our house. He started staying at our house, but I never liked him. He brainwashed my mother saying if she didn’t have a daughter like me, still any rich, handsome man would marry her again. This had my mother’s ire increased against me; she began thinking that I was just a burden. He even told my mother to fire all the maids and let me do all the works. My mother was brainwashed by him, she listened to his all words. She became dependent on him.” She narrated.
“My mom would beat me even in my slightest mistake; sometimes she would beat me just to vent her anger or depression. She didn’t let me eat either. Rarely I ate three times meal in a day. Most of the days I starved. My mother threw stale foods, rotten foods away nonetheless didn’t give them to eat. We had a pet dog. My mom used to throw dog’s cookies at me. She bought a whip; she would whip me with that whenever she wanted. Alexander, she was my own mother and she did these to me. Can you believe this?” Her voice broke.
“After one year I noticed some changes in the behavior of her boyfriend. He would try to touch me or fondle me but I would always get away from him. I felt disgusted if he came near me. One day he told me that I should call him father, soon he would marry my mom and he would be my father. I refused. I could never call anyone father other than my own papa. And he was a vile, disgusting person.” Her voice shivered.
“My mother’s abuse was increasing day by day, she made me work all the household works, if I wanted food she would beat me, one day I was very hungry, sneakily took a slice of bread from the kitchen and ate it. My mother saw it and she beat me a lot. After that day she would beat me on a regular basis. In the night, she would lock me up in a dark room. I cried so that she had some mercy and open the door. But she never had any mercy. But her boyfriend would sneak in my room when I fell asleep after crying and he would touch me. I felt disgusted. After growing a bit up, his torture increased. He tried to touch my intimate parts or touched me forcefully. Even some times made me touch him forcefully. I refused and every time he would also beat me up.” Tears fell from her eyes,she bit her quivering lip
“One day I told my mother about this. She didn’t believe me, rather she also beat me. I didn’t have anywhere to go, anyone to go. My father was dead, my mother who was supposed to protect me, she abused me and when I told her about her boyfriend’s nasty side, she didn’t trust me. Can you believe it, Alexander? I felt afraid to close my eyes in nights, I felt scared to sleep. Because every time I slept I felt his disgusting hands were roaming in my body. He told my mother that he would leave her if she didn’t let him use me. My mother was brainwashed by him to that extent one day, she told me not to refuse her boyfriend whenever he tried to touch me. She told me that I snatched her husband’s love first and then his life. She loved her boyfriend and she didn’t want to lose him at any cost. If I wanted to live in that house then I must do as he said. After that every torture became unbearable. He would play with my body sadistically; sometimes he would whip me or beat me to seek sadistic pleasure. My mother saw him torturing me but stayed silent. She was satisfied as long as he was with her, my pain didn’t bother her. Can you believe this?” A loud sob tore free. Alexander held her more tightly. She was trembling hard by now. Her sobs were getting louder. “He told me one day that he only was with my mom because he wanted to **** me. But as I was really small he wouldn’t get much pleasure fucking me, he would wait till I turn 14 and my body gets mature enough for him to **** me. After that day, I never wanted to grow up; I stopped eating so that my body wouldn’t grow up. Sometimes he would bring his friends in our house and they also tried to touch me. This horrible tortures continued till I was 12. I thought I would die in their hands.” Sapphire stopped. Suddenly she felt her lung was going to shut down. All the air of the room getting sucked out.
The horrible memory played before her eyes.
She clutched on Alexander’s arm for support.
Noticing she was again hyperventilating, Alexander quickly pulled her in a hug, stroking her hair.
He heard a bit about her childhood from Mr. Benson and Dr. Nethrabathi. But he never could imagine that she went through that much excruciating pain. Even hell would be better than what she experienced.
A little girl who was unaware of all the cruelty, the complexity of life, who just started getting to know the world with her curious, naive eyes, did she deserve these?
No child deserves this!
The person she called as ‘mother’, abused her in the most brutal way. The worst thing was the so-called mother didn’t even save this poor child when she was continuously being violated by a man before her eyes, crying and begging for her mother’s help.
Nothing could be more heartbreaking than this.
His innocent angel was broken, hurt and damaged.
Sapphire buried her face in his chest. After staying in his embrace, she felt a bit better, a lot calmer but her tears didn’t stop.
She released herself from him and took a deep breath to continue.
“Angel, you don’t have to say if you don’t want to, ” Alexander said wiping her tears with his thumb. He couldn’t watch her in pain. He did want to know about her everything. But if telling him caused her this much pain then its better not be told.
“But I want to tell this. I too feel suffocated.” She stated.
“Where was I? Oh I remember, it continued till I was 12. My mother’s boyfriend one day told her to sell the house and move in with him somewhere else. My mother tried to sell the house but my father’s friend, uncle Benson was our family lawyer. He showed my mother a will that she had no right to sell the house. My father named the house in my name. Only I could sell the house if I wanted, after turning into 18. There was a nurse lady living next to our house, her name was Sofie. She knew about my mother and her abuse. She threatened my mother that if she didn’t let me attend school she would inform the police about this. This is why my mother let me go to school. One day my mother’s boyfriend told her that still my mother was beautiful and any man would want her if she didn’t have a daughter. He suggested my mother to sell me in a brothel. That’s how she will get money and would get rid of me too. My mother hesitated and said she wouldn’t do this. Even if she didn’t like me, I was her child, the person she called husband. But after that he told her if she didn’t sell me and give him money, he would leave her. She then agreed to sell me. After hearing this I did everything I could. I bit them, scratched them, clawed them and even locked myself inside a room. That earned me the worst beating of my life; I had two broken ribs, one arm fractured.” Sapphire hiccupped crying hard.
“But God was there, to help me and get me out of the hell. The day when I was supposed to be sent to the brothel, that day my papa returned home after five years.”
Alexander looked at her puzzled.
“But he died.”
“My father never died. The accident he met was severe; he hit his head and local people found his unconscious
“My father never died. The accident he met was severe; he hit his head and local people found his unconscious body. They treated him and after getting consciousness he couldn’t remember anything. He had amnesia. He lived there in a shelter home and worked in an orphanage. After six years he got his memory back and it was nothing but a miracle happened by God. He returned home and the first thing he saw after opening the door, I was lying on the floor, battered and bloody.” She enunciated.
“Watching my papa, I couldn’t believe my eyes. I felt like I died and met him in the heaven. I was already in so much pain that I lost my all senses. Papa quickly took me to the hospital. He asked my mother why she did these horrific deeds with her own daughter. In answer, my mother just said I snatched everything from her. Papa divorced her and informed the police about the abuses on me. Police arrived and arrested my mother, but her boyfriend escaped. Papa had many land properties in Kansas and a house. He sold them all and came to Chicago with me. He wanted me to leave everything behind and wanted to give me a healthy life. He started a business and within four years it became very successful. My papa made a lot of money and if he was alive, then he would be a billionaire soon. But life wasn’t easy for me, the dreadful abuse I went through, they didn’t leave me alone. I was getting constant nightmares, panic attacks. I saw many doctors and psychiatrists but it didn’t go away. From the abuse, trust issues and relationship complex developed in me. Soon he was diagnosed with cancer and died, making me an orphan forever.” Sapphire burst into loud sobs.
Alexander couldn’t understand what to say. He didn’t have any word. But sure an uncontrollable urge formed inside him. The urge to kill. To kill them who caused his angel this much pain. Mother or not, he would kill her if he got her in front of him. A mother sacrifices her live for children’s wellbeing. This is why after God people worship mother. But if a mother is like this, then they deserve to die.
“And Alexander do you know the person still haunts me in my dreams who he is?” She asked.
“The man I met today, in your office, it’s him. I have seen him many years later. His appearance changed but I could never forget that terrifying face in my entire life, which still had craved fear in my entire soul.” Sapphire narrated.
Hearing her Alexander felt his body was burning in extreme fury. He clenched his fist, grinding his teeth. He was enraged, he was seeing all red. He knew the alliance he made was stupid and it was a way to bait them, but right now he decided.
He had to kill that pervert, pedophile, bastard Tony Michael. That person lived a long time even after what he had done. He was the person who tried to defile his angel in the past, filled her childhood with horrific memories and even in the present , he tried to lay his filthy eyes on her . he did not have any right to live .
I will kill that bastard in the most brutal way . Alexander vowed .
she was drained emoionally alexander understood that she needed rest , breaking her walls , opening herself before him about the past she was runnig from was not wasy .
holding her he pused her body gently on the bed .
” sleep angel . Sleep for a bit , you need it .” Alexander said placing a pillow under her head .
She was exahusteed , so she did not protest she took one of his hands to her chest and fell asleep .. she did not want to let him go , she was afrrid to let him go . his warmth made her feel calm .