04

I carried my suitcase and walked over to his place, it was a ground floor apartment, with a garden, we weren't in a neighborhood.

It was a quiet place, a beautiful garden with a swing, I was happy, I love swings, but hey, as I remember, it was the end of January and the weather wasn't good enough to stay in the garden yet.

As soon as I arrived in the house, I looked for the rooms, there was only one moved in, I thought that maybe he was not so cruel, and that he would let me sleep in the bedroom.

He left to shower as for me, I took off the barrettes from my hair, once Mr. went out, I left to shower myself.

Once finished, getting dressed and getting my bun done, I went to the bedroom, luckily there was no one there.

My eyes quickly closed so much that I was tired, when I felt something heavy on me, I was too tired so I didn't move, I didn't do anything, I didn't realize I think, finally until I feel something super cold on my stomach, I open my eyes, and I see Aymen on top of me, his hand under my sweater.

I started to panic, I ask him softly:

Me: Aymen, please let go of me!

Aymen: Hmmm

He was kissing me, he was completely delirious, and I was panicking more and more, he took off my top, he was shirtless, I'm scared, I'm shaking, I ask him to move , but nothing helps, he gives me a hickey in the neck he pulls my skin hard in his mouth it hurts me, to let go of his grip I scratch his face, and he bites my neck, where he was doing his hickey, blood dripping from my neck, I pushed him I moved my legs, but nothing to do, he continued, when I decided to give him a blow between his crotch, but I I missed my shot, he must have felt a little pain because he was looking at me getting angry, put his hands on my neck, and it started to squeeze hard, at first I didn't understand his gesture, it's only when theair was no longer passing in my lungs that I realized, he was sitting above me, and shouting:

Aymen: BITCH, YOU'RE NOT EVEN A VIRGIN AND YOU'RE GETTING A GOOD GIRL, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!

He clenched his jaw as hard as my neck, the blood was going to my head, I was moving everywhere but nothing to do, I had my hands on his for him to let go, but nothing to do, I returned my nails in his hand and he was squeezing hard, then I was at the end of my strength, and my breath especially, it's a horrible feeling, I started to let go, my hands slipped from his, my eyes closed and he continued to strangle me, I was going to die I felt it.

I couldn't even get to Chahad anymore, it's good, I'm starting to leave when the doorbell rings loudly, very loudly even, then the person manages to break down the front door, it's directed into the bedroom and to push Aymen from me.

THE UNKNOWN: OH DID NOT KNOW BROTHER YOU WERE GOING TO F*CK KILL HER!!

He wasn't very tall, thin but not like Aymen, on the other hand, he could see that he was well made, quite muscular, he has brown eyes and black hair.

I was inert on the bed in my bra, I saw this stranger shouting at Aymen, and he was looking at me as if he wanted to kill me, Aymen took his keys and he was locked out of the house, shouting insults, the unknown is coming back to me, I was coughing I couldn't stop, I was going to die I think, my throat was dry I wanted water.

Unknown: Oh Sava?? You're blue wesh!

Me: Water please!

He got up and brought me back a large glass of water when I drank, it burned my throat, but it still felt good.

Me: Thank you, uh…. (I was looking for his first name)

Him: Sofien, my name is Sofien!

Me: Thank you Sofien, really

Him: Derien tkt!

Me: How come you're here? Anyway, why did you come here?

Him: Aymen's phone called me and I heard him screaming and you heard that you were choking so I came, it's never!

Me: Thank you, may God reward you.

Him: Yeah, well I'm going selem.

He left without me answering, I closed the bedroom door and went to sleep.

The next morning I woke up at 4 p.m. I thought this whole thing was a dream but when I woke up and saw this room all the memories came back, I knew it wasn't. not a dream just reality, sad reality.

I took a change of clothes, a black velvet tracksuit, and I left to shower, when I got out of the shower, I got dressed, and I did my bun in front of my mirror when I saw my neck .

O Allah, the hickey that Aymen had turned purple, and red traces was on my neck, he had squeezed so hard that the traces remained, I didn't know how to do it, I had nothing at all like business , and I had to pick up all my suitcases at my mother's.

I decide to go to the living room, I knew that if I started now to be the weak girl in front of him, he would gain confidence I had to show that I am not afraid of him I was planning to go see him and show him what he had done to me, and tell him to manage to find a way for me to hide all this, except that when I got to the living room, there was no one there.

He hadn't slept there! I didn't know what to do anymore, I was all alone here, I didn't even know how to get home. I decided to sit in front of the TV while waiting.

What are you going to tell me while waiting? well, I don't even know, I wanted to eat but I didn't dare to search for me, it's as if it wasn't at home.

It's been 1 hour, I'm there, watching TV, when the door opens, and closes, and Aymen appears in front of me but not alone no, he is with ….

Something to say ?

Part 5:

I see Aymen standing in front of me but he is not alone there, there is his sister Sonia.

Sonia: You're married, now you have nothing to do in front of the TV!

I didn't want to pass for the weak girl, I had to move, to react, Aymen was watching us and not talking.

Me: It's none of your business, I'm not married to you, as far as I know!

Sonia: Speak well little bitch, stop being polite with me!

Me: I'm not a whore, you don't have to tell me that!

Sonia: Oh yeah? And your kid's Batard that you aborted how did it happen?

Me: But I've never been pregnant, I'm a virgin, it's A bitch who started this rumor.

As soon as I finished speaking, Aymen came towards me and grabbed my hair:

Aymen: You speak well to my sister, that's clear! And who are you calling bitch there?

Me: Get off me, get off me. You're mad at inventing lives for me, I've never done anything.

Sonia to Aymen: Bouchra was right, in addition to being a whore, she's a myth!

Bouchra, did they know her? I didn't understand right away, but it came back to me the night of the marriage proposal, when Aymen was talking on the phone and saying he was at my house, maybe he was talking to Bouchra?

Me: Do you know Bouchra?

Sonia: Yeah, she's like my sister, and she's Aymen's real wife!

I was shocked, where was I? What is this bullshit?

Me: Hein, Aymen the husband to Bouchra?

Aymen: (who was still holding my hair): Shut the fuck up, I don't want to hear from you anymore.

I didn't talk anymore, I was tired of all this, I didn't know why I was there, in the middle of this story, but I had to understand!

Aymen dropped me and headed to the kitchen, he came back with two cans of coca cola, he handed one to his sister and the two sat down on the couch.

I went into the bedroom, and I started to cry. I had the impression of being considered as shit, a less than nothing.

No one believed me, on the other hand everyone believed Bouchra, but what had I done to her to make her start such a rumor?

I ended up laying on the bed, I was staring at the ceiling without doing anything, when I heard the front door open and close.

I thought that Sonia might have left, it was obvious that she had a great influence on her big brother (I didn't specify but Aymen was 23, and I was 18), so I went to the salon, Aymen was sitting watching TV.

Me: Uh Aymen?

Ayman: …

Me: I have to go get my bags at home, can you take me?

Aymen: Shut up, don't move from here.

Me: But Aymen...

Aymen: OHH WHAT DID I TELL YOU?? DON'T MOVE FROM THERE!

I didn't say anything, I went back to the bedroom, and I was looking out the window when I saw 2 cars arriving furiously towards the house, I continued to look without really being interested in it, then when I saw the men in the car got out and headed for the front door, I went up the stairs to listen to the conversation.

The doorbell rings, Aymen goes to open it:

Aymen: What are you doing there?

A guy: We have a problem here.

Aymen: Azy, come in and wait for me, I'll be back.

Aymen headed for the stairs, I ran into the bedroom, came to him 3min later I was pretending to be lying on the bed:

Aymen: Don't move from here!

Me why ?

Aymen: You don't move from here I tell you.

He closed the door behind him, and left I waited 5min, then slowly I went to sit on a step of the stairs to listen to what everyone was saying to each other downstairs:

Aymen: Do you all have it?

A guy: Yeah yeah bro!

Aymen: Nadir, Mohammed, and Faysal, tomorrow you're leaving for Amsterdam, at the border you're very careful, I don't want any problems like the last time, as soon as you have the cargo you bring it all back to me.

Guys: Yeah.

Aymen: Sofien, you stay here, I need you for a shot with you Yanis, and Sabri and Amine took two bitches with you, and you go to Spain as planned.

Them: Ok Aymen, and what do you plan to do for your wife?

Aymen: It's none of your business, I give you the orders, that's all!

Them: Ok

Aymen: Good, you move. Sofien, Yanis tomorrow here at 11 p.m. is it okay?

Sofien and Yanis: Yeah.

I heard the door slam, there was more noise suddenly, I wanted to get up but I slipped and I went down the stairs, when I raised my head, I was in front of Aymen.

Aymen: DIRTY ROOM WERE YOU LISTENING TO US??

Me : ….

Aymen took me by the hair, and got me up from the floor, he went upstairs still with my hair in his hand, and directed me to the bedroom, he threw me on the bed and said to me:

Aymen: So like that, you listen at the doors, listen to me carefully, you must have heard, so you talk about what you heard to someone, I kill you, I cut you up into pieces and I throw the pieces of your body into the sea ​​is it good?

Me: (I was really scared)

Aymen: AM I TALKING TO YOU?? IT'S GOOD ??

I do.

He left the room, locked it and then went downstairs, I heard the front door slam, Aymen had to go out, I went to the bedroom door to open it but it's closed..

No, he locked me in the room.

Part 6.

Aymen had locked me in the room, I had fallen so low, I felt humiliated, I had to put up with her for the rest of my life, is that it? They married me to bear all his misery??

I fell asleep, my cushion was soaked from my tears, I had nothing else to do, so I decided to sleep at least I forgot for a while everything I was living there.

When I woke up, there were all my suitcases in the room, I didn't understand, Aymen would go get my things? Coming from him that's really nice

I went to the shower, I washed and went down to the living room, Aymen was in the kitchen in front of the fridge, scratching his head.

Me: Aymen?

Aymen: (turning around): What?

Me: Do you want me to make you breakfast?

Aymen: Uh, yeah go ahead.

I decided to play the nice girl, we were probably going to live together for the rest of our lives so we might as well get along, right?

I started to take out all the cakes on the table, I took out orange juice for him and apple juice for me, toast, nutella, in short I took everything out the cupboards .

We sat opposite each other and we were eating without calculating when I told him.

Me: Uh, thank you for my suitcases!

Aymen: It was your brother who called me, he asked me to pick them up because he didn't want to see you.

He broke me, in two seconds, the time of his sentence, he had just broken my heart, my brother, my Youssef no longer wanted to see me, I was so bad, I had tears in my eyes, and I I simply replied with:

Me: Hmm

Aymen: And Yeah, that's the bitch, no one wants you in their life anymore.