Prologue

I remember that night perfectly.

Strangely, all the details that would normally have gone unnoticed by my eyes remained etched in my memory like fucking photos stuck in my brain... But that's just as well.

Yes well.

Because I don't want to forget.

I don't want to forget anything.

I saw myself lying on my bed mourning the departure of my first love from our city.

I could still feel the fleeting chill of the pendant he had given me on my neck.

I couldn't sleep that night, because I had the impression that everything was starting to go into a spin around me and that I assumed, my state of growing pubescent girl whose feelings are multiplied by 10 did not help. not things. Didn't help my view of things.

That night, I spent hours on the phone with my best friends whining that without my lifelong crush, I felt lost.

That I was in a hurry for Dad to find a job because he was becoming execrable to feel useless.. and was behaving strangely day by day.

From Vanessa the crepe girl that I had to support because We were co-captain of the city's karate-box team. And best enemies by the way...

In short, the Cata for my 15th birthday!

But I ended up dozing off with my phone glued to my ear hearing the voices of my twin girlfriends comforting and encouraging me...

It is sure that tomorrow at the start of the school year our gang will try to cheer me up, even if they too felt the absence of one of our members... but in a version less worse than my pain.... because Pao was not only my best friend but also my Boyfriend.

But I hadn't slept long, because an energetic hand had started to ransack me, forcibly pulling the sheet under which I had taken refuge...

I groaned and half opened my right eye.

It was my mother and she was thrashing around trying to make as little noise as possible.

Which alerted me.

I half sat up from the bed and watched her open my closet and bend down to pick up something.

-Mommy? I inquired still stunned by sleep. Wh...what are you doing..?

She turned her head and gave me a scared look.

-Hush! You talk too loud.

Which made my heart beat faster.

The first thing that crossed my mind was that we were being robbed.

I was not far from the truth though.

I had obeyed his order without flinching and was a tad surprised to see that the briefcase that mom took out from under the wardrobe was already filled with clothing as if it had all been premeditated.

She moved silently around the room taking last little things.

I felt the anxiety increase because it was the first time I saw my mother so nervous and... scared?

Especially since I didn't understand anything about it.

She tossed me a loose sweater and pants as she ordered me.

-Get dressed quickly!

His voice had such a note of urgency that I almost wanted not to know.

After I was done, She glanced anxiously at the door then came to kneel in front of me.

-Listen to me carefully Lola. She whispers with authority. We have to get out of here immediately if we don't want something bad to happen to us, okay? I will explain everything to you on the Way but for the moment you are silent and you are content to obey me...blindly! She presses.

His tone is so imperious that I did not hesitate to nod briskly.

But still, another kind of panic was splitting me inside...I didn't feel complete.

If we have to leave so much,... I glanced at the door hoping that he would come....So why isn't dad with us?

-Dad.....I start with a trembling voice.

A flash of pain crossed my mother's eyes, but she recovered quickly and interrupted me firmly.

-Dad won't come with us! ...he...he...can't!

She must have read something tormenting on my face because she almost begged me.

-Lolary.... please do what I tell you!

My mother rarely called me by my full name....and She looked so lost that I whispered a simple yes to her, because I knew that something serious was brewing...

She seemed relieved of my abdiction because she got up hastily. Which I did too.

"After all, Dad is surely doing everything to delay potential burglars"... I had thought to reassure myself a little...

-We have to go to the end of the corridor silently and reach the window. This is where we will exit.

Going to open the door of my room she tried humor.

-After all that, you shouldn't be afraid to jump from the 2nd floor because that's where you're used to hitting the wall.

I guess I was too panicked to be even more so when I discovered that my mother had discovered the doldrums..

Did she also know about Pao who often came to my room in the middle of the night?

Quietly, we tiptoed to reach the end of the hallway, which wasn't really far...except that we had to pass the banister of the stairs.

I couldn't help straining my ears....there was no sound of struggle downstairs...and only a faint sound coming from the living room gave any semblance of life downstairs.

Arrived in front of the window, my mother opened the door which squeaked a little, she stopped panicked and looked behind her.

Having transmitted his fear to me, my heart also skipped a beat and I also listened to the ear to see if we had been spotted.

2 minutes later .. more or less reassured, I preferred to take over to open the window being a regular.

Near this window, there was a tree with quite a few branches which improved the easy descent for a regular and less for an inexperienced as clumsy as mom.

Immediately opened in a well-determined space of time, my mother threw the suitcases. Their falls were cushioned by the tall hedge that grew under the window.

The current of cold air....helped me a little to regain my composure. Then I rushed off first...thus tracing a route for her...like a sort of landmark. My head was full of questions that I muted with the anguish that knotted my guts!

I sat down on a branch and motioned for my mother to come..

While listening for a sound... a sign of life from my father.

My mother had somehow managed to cling to the tree and was descending the branches as gently as possible...she was so tense that I could hear her teeth chattering.

What scares mom so much?

What drives us to run away?

Where is dad?

I would so love to understand!

I really had a bad feeling.

At the same time a branch cracked and Mom's feet slipped and she let out a little panicked cry.

I just had time to catch up with her and stabilize her in time.. With my powerful boxing musculature, it wasn't too difficult...then Mum with a rather fragile face..that's why Dad often called her "his little porcelain"

At the same time the door to the master bedroom opened and a light flooded the hallway.

I saw him from the tree.

Recognizing my father, the blood drained from my mother's face, which turned white. While I was relieved and stunned..

Confused we can't anymore...

Dad was sleeping in the Master bedroom while Mom was trying to run away with me?

-Deenna? .. he was still foggy from the alcohol and staggered .. his head turning from right to left until he got stuck on the window. What are you crazy?

His eyes widened, and in the dark I could feel the rage and panic he was giving off.

I really didn't understand what was going on.

He rushed to the window disfigured by rage and screamed while squinting at the two suitcases thrown on the hedge. Under my shocked gaze.

-DEENNAAA! I FORBID YOU TO FUCK DO THAT! YOU HEAR! THEY WILL ARRIVE AND YOU WILL FUCK EVERYTHING!

My father has certainly changed a lot since he lost his job.

But he had never had that expression before.

Never has such violence existed on his face.

Seeing us running away....he had become like...possessed....yes that's it! Possesses! Far from what I know of my dad.

He terrified me.

My dad terrified me.

And instinctively 'I knew who we were running from...

My father or what he had become and of which I was stupid enough not to realize it.

Survival instinct and panic take over and I take mom's hand and shout at her;

-We jump!

-COME BACK HERE! DEENNA! LOLAA!

And we set off! To land heavily on the ground and my mother's feet twisted and screamed in shock from the pain.

I glanced at the window, it was gone.

You had to be silly not to guess that he rushed downstairs to follow us from the front door...near the garage.

It was too late to take the briefcase ... we were aware of it mom and me.

Luckily she wanted to keep the car keys and her wallet in her pocket.

Without hesitation we headed for Papa's jeep. Trying to ignore his cries ordering us to come back.

The nightmare, however, had only just begun...

*****

While we were halfway around the house, to reach Dad's car which luckily was parked at the entrance and not in the garage, my mother without stopping clumsily took the key out of her pocket and weighed the button. on it in order to unlock it remotely.

As we arrived in front of the jeep, that's when the front door opened...I didn't even look behind me, but quickly opened the door and rushed inside. ....being closer my Father had moved towards my side to the door.

No sooner had I locked it than he threw himself against the bodywork to try to open it, mumbling our first names...

Our closest neighbors were absent, otherwise his cries would have already awakened them.

My mother was still shaking when she shouted at me to fasten my seat belt at the same time as she violently started the car trying to forget the presence of my father who was screaming and banging the doors angrily....

At the same time that my mother took the road, a big black car with tires like those of trucks parked in front of the house...

-Oh no! Oh my God no! My mother exclaims when she sees them.

His terror amplified...

And I admit that I didn't like the gloomy and dangerous aspect of the pick-up either...especially since their headlights weren't even on.

My mother will speed up...

I had just enough time to see my father showing them our car, gesticulating before Mom took the turn leaving the neighborhood.

For the next 5 minutes, she frequently glanced behind her.

-Mom......I let go firmly. What happens at the end! Then where are we going?

-I....I'll explain everything to you once it's safe! His tone was jerky..just know that Your dad got into some shady stuff and that's impacting us.

-Sleazy stuff....like the black car?

My mother nodded, confirming my intuition.

-I was planning to go to Grandma's, but we'll go straight to the police station...it's...it's safer!

Although Benson, my karate-boxing coach taught us self-control...I was still a girl of barely 15 whose mother is so terrified that she can't help but tremble in turn. ...

His bad feeling stronger than ever!

And as her grandma always says, she was good at perceiving the scent of misfortune.

A good 10 minutes, the tension eased a little...my mother no longer looked every two seconds in the rear view mirror.

She even took my hand and whispered to me...

- Don't worry Lola. I'm here, everything is fine....

She doesn't finish the rest of her sentence.

The black car came out of the private path and hit us head-on.

We shouted.

Then everything goes into a spin.

Our car skidded with a squeal of wheels like the squeakers my history teacher in mythology was talking about.

Mum was trying somehow to regain control of the car...but just lost!

She left the road inexorably, until she stopped her race in a crevasse and against a tree.

For a moment...I lost track of everything.

Maybe I fainted.

-..there......

In my haze of confusion, I saw blurry. And my senses were blurry.

-Pray.....watch.....you!

I tried to move my head limply to the left, and opened my eyelids.

The distant face of my mother shouting something at me....seemed to draw the attention of my senses.

-Lola......rev.....lle.....you....please!

The veil that momentarily hung over my eyes dissipated....but the sounds were still distant and my limbs stiffened.

- Mom.. I whisper while I clearly distinguish his face.

Suddenly, I saw the door on his side open and a body dressed in gray and black grab him by the hair.

At the same time my senses became lucid again while in my turn, I was ejected from the car.

-Mom! I exclaimed instinctively. But understanding who had hit us, I write to myself louder. MOM!

-LOLA! THE RELEASE! DROP MY DAUGHTER!

Still too panicked, I let myself be immobilized while I tried to catch my gaze on my mother's.

-LOLA! LOLAA! My mother struggled like a fury, holding out her hand to me.

One of the two men who was grabbing her broke away from her and slapped her so hard that she staggered and almost fell if the other had not supported her.

Without thinking I grabbed the one holding me and hit him with my elbow.

As he doubled over and growled

-Slut! You'll see..

I rushed to my mother.

-The release! And with all my strength I returned a punch to the one who had struck me!

I couldn't start again because in turn he kicked me, laughing.

-And she hits hard.

The man who had grabbed me earlier, came back to the charge and trying to remind me of my notions of combat I gave him a blow which sent him to the ground.

-She broke my teeth! Stop this fucking fury.

He was the shortest of the three so it was easy to hit him.

But faced with the colossus advancing towards me...I felt fear paralyze me...and Mom's cries and the lustful gaze of the one who was holding her didn't help me either.

I was a brown belt in karate-boxing...I was determined to defend mum and me.

I was preparing to charge when I received a shock in the back that took my breath away...and the man in front of me took the opportunity to punch me. In the lower abdomen ending to finish me off.

-It's obvious that this kid is boxing and you stupid fools tell her a little flirtation. Said the owner of the voice that knocked me out

There was a fourth!

There was a fourth and I hadn't even noticed it.

I hadn't even noticed it...

I clenched my teeth ..... knowing that the balance of power was just titanic ...

My mom kept screaming...

-That kid really pissed me off. Gromella one of them. She's lucky she's not our target.

The consequences of the blow...having not yet disappeared...prevented me from doing anything.

-YES! YOU ARE RIGHT! THIS IS NOT YOUR TARGET! PLEASE LET HER GO! IT'S ME YOUR TARGET! I AM THE CONTRACT! SHE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYTHING.

My mother's supplying voice mingled with her sobs.

What was she talking about?

What is this contract?

What is our family's connection to them?

First dad....then her....

The fourth man who was probably the youngest of the four but obviously the most intelligent. The chef picked me up off the ground and...More

On the other he released my long afro curly hair which covered the entirety of my face.

The four men gave a little exclamation.. each in their own way.

- But what have we here! Jubilee he. So young and already such a beauty.

I tried to struggle...but he held me tight.

Not the slightest opening.

-It's a real bomb!

- I could almost forgive her for hitting me...

-YOU ARE WELCOME! LETTING MY DAUGHTER GO....I SWEAR I WON'T STRUGGLE!

As if my mother wasn't there. he caressed my face as if fascinated.

-I understand that you wanted to run away with it! Having such a goddess under your roof with what we came to accomplish at your house tonight could stress anyone out!

-Yeah next you look like an old shack...yet before yesterday you were still super horny in my eyes.

-I AM READY! I AM MORE THAN READY! DO NOT CARE ABOUT HER! IT'S ME THE SUBJECT OF THE CONTRACT!.

-I doubt that the boss knows the existence of this creature! Otherwise he would not have sent his faithful right arms to work for you!

My mother widened her eyes and paused for a moment when she realized what he was referring to.

-No. she whispered. No..not my daughter! NOOO! Please! LEAVE IT! Please...

-It's decided, we're taking her!

The heaviness where the blow had plunged me suddenly dissipated when I understood at their lustful looks what it meant.

What the sequel meant!

-NO! TO AIIID! HELP! HELP ME!!!

-NO, NO IT'S STILL A CHILD! SHE IS ONLY FIFTEEN! Please! TAKE ME IN HIS PLACE! THIS IS WHAT WAS PLANNED FROM THE BEGINNING!

I struggled with all my might as two of them dragged me into the woods with laughter filled with anticipation.

-HELP! HELP US!

-There's no soul living here cocotte! but not to take any risks...

He made a gesture and one of the two, violently put his palm against my mouth preventing me from screaming.

- What do I do with the Yemma?

With a perverse grin, he pulled a rope from his pocket and waved it.

-A little spectator does no harm.

-We can't....he started licking her lips.

-No! The boss said only one!

-And we chose the hottest chef! Cried one of the two who held me.

-Let's go!

Despite all my efforts, I couldn't free myself from their grip.

I bit...scratched!

Nothing helped!

I struggled with the rage of despair as we went deeper into the woods...until we came to a small clearing.

There they threw me on the ground and even before I could do anything they completely immobilized me.

One took care of my arms.

The other of my legs that he kept apart has a disproportionate angle...

Fear and terror spread like a wave of cold through my whole being....my heart accelerated....while my brain....knew what was coming.....

They had!

-MOMANN! PAAAAA! PAOOOO! I screamed with all my might once my mouth was free!

He approached me and knelt between my legs...pulled a knife from his pocket and under my frightened gaze methodically cut my clothes.

-Mom? She is already there with you and. And can't do anything for you. Must say that it's also his fault if you're in this situation Lola... is that your first name? Lola..

- Yeah, if she hadn't run away, we wouldn't even have known you were there! 'Cause we would just walk into your mom's room and have fun all night with it!

-Nonnnn! NO PLEASE! DON'T HURT HER!

-Where were you all summer? On vacation! Probably why we didn't notice you baby!

he violently tore off my clothes, exposing my nudity to the coolness of the night.

-Listen! Blows my mother eyes almost mad. I'M SORRY! PARDON! I SHOULDN'T HAVE RUN AWAY! REALLY! AND...AND NOW I WILL OBEY! LOOK..

She managed to escape from the embrace of her captor and just threw herself at the feet of the three others who were holding me.

Her terrified gaze met the pleading ones of mine

Mom! Please... get me out of here.... I don't want him to do this to me.... I don't want him to put me through this..

-I WANT YOU TO WORK ME LIKE NEVER! FUCK ME! I CAN EVEN TAKE YOU IN TWO! ALL THAT YOU WANT! FUCK ME! BUT LEAVE MY DAUGHTER.....

Her voice cracked....but she didn't flinch....she tore her shirt revealing her still firm breasts.

The quartet leader seemed to hesitate....then smiled.

-No! He sneered, shoving my mother and settling better between my thighs.

And the following happened like the worst nightmares of existence.

The doomsday seemed to have descended upon us.

While my mother was screaming... begging... begging God to help her when the believer in the family is just me...

They had ripped off my panties...calloused hands were playing in my privacy...while others were kneading my breasts.

They took their time....to amplify my terror due to the wait..so that unconsciously I caressed the hope that someone would come to rescue us before the worst happened to me...

And that's what...was happening to me...

I was hoping someone would come to save me....when....

The leader falls on top of me...archs my loins towards him...and penetrates me violently!

I screamed...

My mother too...

But no one would ever know which of our two cries expressed the most pain.

I didn't realize...but I was struggling...I was fidgeting...because I wanted to extract this foreign body that was tearing my flesh from me.

-Damn guys...she's very tight, she's a virgin!

My vocal cords have never been so loud and powerful...

...and I didn't even realize that instead of asking for mercy, it was rather the names of the three most important people in my life that I was imploring...

Mom!

Dad!

Paul!

...to come and save me.

Because it hurt...

He stopped between my legs .... which reduced a little bit the fire that tore my lower abdomen.

-Dad? He burst out laughing. Oh the little one who calls Her daddy to the rescue! Your mom didn't tell you?

Eyes clouded with tears I stopped to stem the pain...just a little..

Dad? Why was he talking about Dad...

He will come...

He saw us running away...

He take the other car and leave after us...on the way he will see our damaged car...

And he will come...

-He will come. Did I have the strength to whisper...

This time the whole gang is laughing.

-As no one told you anything, I'm going to do it. Your drunk father owes our boss money! Well, since he can't pay...in his kindness, our boss agreed to be paid another way....how.

His lustful gaze examined my nudity.

Suddenly, I understood...I turned my head to look at my mother in tears and haggard...confessing that it was all true. An icy wave froze my blood....no

- No, he will come. I murmur as suddenly plunged into a fog. He will come..

While the chief finished cumming inside me...and the second man took his place between my legs after turning me on my stomach and grabbing my buttocks to penetrate me from behind...

I kept repeating... that daddy will come...

The comings and goings were faster...more brutal...

I met my mother's gaze...I whispered to her that Dad was coming...

Yes the one I know will come..

The third sank into my anus...I didn't even know it was possible like that..

Dad is coming...

Yet even when they were gone...

He never came.