The Mafia’s Chosen Slave

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

”Jane be the good girl you always use to be." My mummy said in a white glittering dress. ”You should go back to the world, It holds a better place for you!" she continued. ”What about you mummy?" I asked with tears falling from my eyes. ”I would protect you wherever you are!" She said waving at me as she faded away. ”No, no!" I woke up screaming as I realized the tattered room, which was made with broom leaves.

I held my head as I felt strong headaches. A man came into the room, I felt startled by him as I moved back and held my self tightly. He stared at me like I was a disgusting being before going out, some minute later some men came in and asked me my name! I felt scared and didn't reply, one of them held my mouth with his hand. He pressed them so hard that I felt pain. A man who sat down looking while everything unfolds must have felt little pity as he indicated that he stops.

I guess he must have felt bad for how they treated me. ”Hey, little girl!" He said. I'm going to take you home If you answer my questions honestly. He continued. I wanted to go home so hard I guess this was my opportunity. ”Yes, sir, you can ask me anything!" I said wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. ”Good. What your name?" He inquired. ”Jane brown sir," I answered sharply. He kept asking further about my age, and where I was from and lived.

When he was done by questioning me. He smiled at his men and said we got lucky, I didn't understand what he meant by they were lucky. Where they lucky to have saved me from! Then I remembered what had happened to me before I fainted. ”No sir! please take me to my mummy please sir," I knelt down holding his leg as tears dripped to the floor. He must have felt disgusted as he pushed me away. He ordered his men to take me away,

He meant they should take me away but where exactly? They handed me to an old lady, who had long fingers and tattered hair. it was a total mess. She had a red dot on her forehead. She asked me to wait inside for her, while she had some words with the men who brought me to her. Inside the building were girls some my age and the rest maybe a little older. She came inside and told me to undress as she smiled at me, I felt scared as her teeth were all broken. I moved back a little before undressing. She rubbed some contortion and asked me to drink it, it felt bitter and salty she used the rest to bath me all over.

My hair which was very dark and long was barbed using a razor to scrape it. She gave me a cloth which was a gown and hair scarf. She helped me pin the biotins of the cloth Before making me take an oat which was never to try to exist the camp or take food which wasn't given to me. I was later pushed into a dormitory where they ordered a female lady old enough to be my mother to take me to my room.

Why was this happening to me, was God angry at me? to punish me at such an age. I thought as I strode alongside the woman as she ordered me into the room and showed me the up bunk which was empty. The room was noisy as the girls made a lot of screaming and yelling. I felt so much weakness in my legs. Then I remembered my legs not fully healing before all this mess.

This was all daddy fault, a girl strode close to me, she was dirty and was all painted with black charcoal, she stretched her dirty hands before me. ”I'm Mary, what yours?" She inquired. ”Jane brown!" I replied. ”You must be my bunkmate?" she asked. ”Yes,” I said losing strength."You are bleeding," she said in a shocking state. before running out to get the senior lady.

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The nurse wrapped my injury perfectly well so it doesn't get infected. before leaving she told the lady that I was to be of hard labor for a week. I stayed in the tattered house which they referred to as their sickbay, with no light and a lot of insects biting every part of my body and singing to my ear. Mary had visited me once in a while. To know how I was doing and if I was getting better. She was good to me, she had told me how we were going to be sold if we were up to 22 years.

Now I knew why we were asked those questions. This was the life I never dreamed about, the days actually ran fast and it was already a week. I was returned to the stuffy dormitory where there was no ventilation. We worked tirelessly cultivating crops and rearing animals, to sell when it was time to be sold. Days passed fastly to weeks and weeks to months and months to years I was already 22 and still facing hard labor.

The hot sun made it harder to work faster today as I kept working on my portion until I was done. I wasn't going to get dinner today if I wasn't going to be done with my portion. Mary was done with hers but wasn't allowed to help me since it wasn't allowed to help each other. Since the injury on my legs I haven't been able to walk well I still felt pain till today. I wasn't beautiful any longer I was always tattered, scattered, and messy.

I was supposed to be sold next month, but it was postponed due to the gang leader who died the month I was to be sold. They said he had blood cancer, I was pleased I didn't know why. And rumors went round that his son was going to take over the trafficking business. Why were people heartless I thought.

I immediately finished what I was doing, and strode to the stream where I cleared my head a bit, I removed my clothes and jumped into the water. I saw hard hands go round my waist I tried to restrain but he holds me tightly till we were on the surface of the water. I pushed him away before striding out of the water.

“How dare you touch me?" I ask slapping him on the face. “I taught you were going to die!" He said with a smirk on his face. He tried coming close, but I use my hands to demonstrate the stop sign. He raised his hands in defense. “Sure I won't come near you!" I took my cloth and ran as fast as I could.