Chapter 7 The revenge of the woman

* _Episode 07_

* *** Flash-back 20 years old earlier *** It's my day's day. I am 17 years old today and since 3h time now I am in video call with melaine my best friend with whom I had to separate for security reasons. I take news of her and my nephew Armel like I like a lot. Dad has planned to send us earlier in a special place he says he prepared anything for me and tomorrow we will go in my favorite restore. I can not wait to be there. In the area of Surprise Dad is very tied at any time when he gets it because with his work he is very busy. He is colonel and despite he subordinates, he likes to conduct his investigations and in recent years it is on a case that concerns him much as well as Tonton Theodore Mélaine's father. - Ariane begins to prepare you, your father is not going to be able to enter. Tell my mother by entering my room. - Okay me. Okay my darling I let you leave you. Bye kisses. I say to Melaine before cutting. I get up to head in the bathroom while Mom lay on the bed the dress she bought for me. My eyes are shining when I see the beautiful dress but before I can not go back on it, we hear a big noise down. Mom and I look at stupefes and then descend seeing. I take my dress and put me on when contempt when I hear Moman screaming down. I drop and rhyped him thinking that she had done bad but great is my surprise to see four men down, two of which struggle with mom to ligger. I scream and the other two seeing me blow to my pursuit in the stairs. I'm pushing myself into my room but just for 2 seconds because they are breaking the door of a single shot. - I beg you be hurting me. I begging almost crying. They approach me with strings and bandage. The following minutes you have banded eyes and the liged members. I feel that we are in a car that also rolls at a very look. Mom ask me if I'm fine and I answer him that yes. I died of concern because I do not know that are those men and what they intend to do but to see the calm of mom, I know that she knows her. The car is stationary and we are made out of the chest. Arrived I do not know where we are withdrawn the bands and when we open my eyes we see pap dandelonged the face in blood in a room that gives cold in the back. - Dad. - Julien. We shone to him and let's take it in our arms. I'm put to cry immediately. - Chut my princess it goes. Try to reassure my father. - Oh my God what did they do? Is worried about mom. - It goes my love. How are you going? - Good honey. We stay there in the arms of others for several hours. The room is dark and without clock so we can not know the time he does. We all begin to sleep when the door opens in foiscates on several men in black as those who led us here. They each year each other by giving us and taking us into a larger room that is this time enlightened by thousands of candles placed throughout the room. It looks like a place of worship with all these weird objects glued on the other hand and another. We are projected on the ground by men in black people coming out of the room. The minutes according to several men in black dress and red belts around the size are in their room in the rest in the other. I recognize some faces because I have several times seen on TV or on the net. These are politicians and others are part of the current Ivorian government. They form a circle around us and the blank men enter with a small yellow yellow bowl than a laying under a table. I start panicing and mother shakeing her in his arms. Dad is placed in front of us to protect us. - Do not touch my wife and my daughter. Forbith my father. - It is now too late to require anything. Answer the one who looks like me to be the leader. You should have obeyed when it was still time. Now you will assume. He makes a sign and the men in black come to take dad that is debate. Mom and I'm going to hurry, to beg them to do nothing but they take it to the table that seems to me to be the hotel and the then lie down the attachment. It's at this moment that mom starts to panic. She begged men to release his husband but they do not hear anything and start to say incomprehensible things. Looks like the incantations. The room is filled by their voices and the leader is approaching Daddy with a knife in his hand. Momchets my face on his chest to stop me looking at but the men in black separate us and force us to look at what will happen. Dad is turning her head to us and I do not read fear on his face despite it is about to die. - I love you. Hadly his sentence completed that the voices are stronger and the leader with the knife stabilizes the head of Daddy with one hand and the other is so grooved but not enough deeply so that he dies immediately. - Noon dad. - Julien No. We go to crying by watching Daddy emptying her blood and dying little by little. His blood poured into the bowl placed below and men continue their incantations. When Dada finally makes the soul completely emptied, men recover the bowl and we are punishing mom and me in the same dark room. We do not know what day we are who is what he does but Mom and I have stopped crying Dad's death. The door opens on two men in black and take Mom of Force. They come out with her and in the following minutes I hear him hurry and begged. He follows the gruts of a man then another one moments later. They are violently. It lasts several minutes. The door opens again and the mother body filled with blue is thrown into the room. Two months now that mom is raped almost every day and each time it is me who cleans it. She is weakened and amaigree. He often happens to him. I no longer support the seeing so so that every day I cry and begged the Lord to come to our help. The door opens again once and the same men get but rather than taking mom alone, they take us both to take us into the big room. The same scene as with Papa reproduces but rather that the throat is made, it is raped by four men in turn on the hotel. I am so exhausted to cry that no sound is out of my mouth. So I leave my tears flowing my mother die to be violent and violent. It is by fixing that she dies no without whispering me that she loves me. I do not know why they want every time we have this kind of scene. Maybe they like torture the spirit of their victim. I am brought back to the previous room and I lie on the ground. I cry in silence because I have totally bad. Why all this? What did my parents well could do? Men come to pick me up for a few moments later and before I do not seem to me is the black hole. * * - No I beg you do not do that. He does not listen to me and continues to undress. I do not know where I am because I was drugged and when I woke up I found that I'm handled at a naked bed, the legs surveyed and spread in a room that I do not know. I see in front of me a much older man than me and I recognize it. He was part of those who killed daddy and who attended the vair of mom. I continue to debate and begging the man who looks at me with appetite and smile on his lips. - It's crazy as you have a beautiful body. - I beg you be hurting me. You're welcome. Let me leave. - I will not hurt you, on the contrary I will get pleasure. A lot of fun. Does he dropping his pants. When I see his member I panic because I'm still virgin and 2, to see his eyewear Jes know that he will go to gentlely. So I'm put to crying more beautiful, to beg it while trying to free me of these handcuffs. - I beg you do not do that. I am still virgin. - That's why I want you. If you were not we had already killed you as your parents. You are pure and it will get me even more power. Once completely naked it goes up on the bed and sets between my legs. I am screaming more and more by saying that someone comes to my help but nothing. I try to close my legs but it is stronger and managed to block them. - No, no, I continue to begging by moving in all directions. Not pity, no. No no no. Noonnn. I am screaming of my soul when he penetrates me with a single shot with rage tears me in the passage. I am screaming of pain, sadness, indignation, all. I feel like he does not hear me because he continues his dirty. I do not know how long it lasted but I feel left in the end. Before I'm not completely l'I see it to take stuff on the table after dressing and coming back to me. I feel it introduce something in me and return it as if he wanted to recover something and then the spring before exiting his room. A tear pearl on my cheek and then the black hole. I do not know how many months ago I am here enclosed in this room but I am violent and tear three times a week and by this man, M Emile Beynaud and what I was able to notice is that I am at home because I hear his voice and that of his wife every day and at any time. I am violent in any position. Once I'm attached to bed, once it is suspended on the ceiling and other times to a chair in the doggystyle position. When he finishes his work, he introduced every time a weird thing in me to recover his seed mixed to mine and my blood with whom he is going to make a ritual and what I learned, all this would give him a lot of money and power. I ended up with the situation so well that instead of crying each meeting, I am greenhouse and the mouth of a deep hatdin and a way to escape from here. Since the Lord gave me up to my fate, I would give myself alone. I stop consecker to help his day but nothing. Whenever he penetrates me violently I'm greenhouse with the myb of my being. Every cut is intensify my rabies and my hatred. I will even be able to kill them in a naked hands. I think I do not have a simple being because no one can feel hatred that I feel and be simple. They are my turn into a demon and it did not unfold me. Angels do not hurt, but demons so. That they would say that I have the opportunity to face them because I will not hesitate to eliminate them. Ms. Aïcha Beynaud comes cleaning the blood after her husband because yes to each session he ensures that my blood flows. It gives him joy. He feels so powerful. - My chain is still cut. I say to him. - You really commit to Sahaling with this chain. - In this case tell your husband not to cut it every time he bromines me. She sniff me and take my chain before swinging it against the wall. - I will not do it fixed. You will have to survive without. I bring my head to her and looks at her with rage. I squeeze the teeth so as not to jump on her and twist him the neck. - One day, yes one day I will make you pay everything you do me. I will kill you one by one and you and your husband will destroy you before killing you with my own hands. - Thats so you are alive for here because we intend to give you the same spell as your parents' silly. - Idiots yourself. She gives me another gifle then comes out of the room. I get up with pain to go to the shower to clean me. I have an unusual because he still got me more sooded. He began the sodomy one day while I had my menstrual and since then it continues because it is cheaper. I feel like he's not rape me for these rituals but rather by pleasure. He likes that. I cry in the shower by shaking against my heart the chain that my father had offered me. There is the noun our names to me, dad and mam burnt so it is easy to recognize for those who have already seen it. I can not the more a few more than can be a relationship. I look in the mirror the wound on my chest that hears little by little. M Beynaud did me like punishment because I bit his sex while he objected to make him a blowjob. He took a knife and wrote the letter B, saying, "I'm going to mark you my name like that even when you will be dead you will not forget that I was me Emile Beynaud. I'm learning about the outing of the shower when a defeatous takes me. I rush before the WC and vomises my tripe. It's been two weeks now that I feel bad, finally harm than usual. I'm getting a little weakened and press the button that serves to tell them that I need something. Ms. Beynaud appears a few minutes later. - What? - I do not feel good. I only go vomit for a while. I say lying by going on the whole shabbing bed. - And? - And I need care. - He dies as long as you are. We will be another girl. She turns the heels to go out but stops a blow. - You had your rules this month? - No. I have a stomach. It displays a worried and residence mine in the room. She returns a few moments later with two pregnancy tests that she tends me. I do not understand anything but I get up much to go to do them. They are positive. I am pregnant. Ms. Beynaud is puncturing and swallowed. I feel tapes on my arm and when I open my eyes I see Emile and Aïcha Beynaud more one of their guards. The latter carries me to the car and all we put on it for a very weird place in a kind of forest. We enter a hut and find a man in white White Blouse who seemed to us. I am dreaded on a bed and I notice full bizarre tools on a table. There are all kinds, sharp, sharp, hooks etc ... The man in blouse takes one of the pointe and comes to me. He deaches me the legs and I finally understand what is happening. We want to get abortion. But I'm so low that I can not fight. Only small words of supplications manage to cross the threshold of my lips. My blood flows abundantly and I feel more and weaker. I have bad, badly poorly but I can not complain. I am sitting at the back of the car with Aïcha and I'm missing. - Help me ... I ... You are ink. I ... ME ... empty ... of ... my blood ... Aïcha falls and annually notes that I lose enough blood. - Emile, she bleeds abundantly. She will die. - How? What do we do? - One can not give it in sacrifice in this state. So I suggest that we browse his body in the street. As we will not have to get rid of once at home. In all ways it will die. We will be another virgin young girl. Immediately said immediately. The guard after parked open the door of my side and Aïcha pushes me. I fall violently cuming my head on the ground. It's the black hole. * * I open my eyes small and I expect to see angels as well as my parents because it's sure I'm dead. The more I'm looking at the eyes what I see is questionable because I'm in paradise. I would say rather than I am in a hospital to see all these sons connected to me and these devices. A woman stands sitting next to me and reads a book. - Where ... am I? I'm asking for littlely. "Oh my God she woke up. Stirring the woman in a weird emptying outgoing call the doctor. A whole medical team between the room and calls on the woman to go out. I'm doing for several minutes and then nursing are going to give their seats to the woman with earlier and a man. They look at me with a lot of tenderness while we even knew itself. Or maybe they know me. - Doctor how is she going? Applies the lady. - Good for the moment. His condition is not at all stable so she can still go back to the coma at any time. His chances of survival are minimal. So it takes more in-depth care. "Yes my wife and I thought about it," hit the man, and we want to take him with us in the United States to better care for her. - Yes it's a good idea but she must have family. Moreover where are you with research? - Still nothing. My wife and I do not let us know in all commissariats but nothing. It's been two months now and no one has reported. We concluded that she may have no longer family. But we will let you contact our case in case someone is reported. - Okay okay. But it should not be forgotten to inform the doctor who will follow him that we had to remove her tricks to save him because they had been damaged. The one who practiced abortion almost buried him or killed him if you did not find it. - Agree doctor and thank you very much. We will start preparing for his transfer. It's on these words that I'm dark again. *** End of flash-back *** When I reached my eyes I was 19 years old so I did more than a year in the coma. After my wake up I had lost the wording of the word and I was all the panic time. I was taught the language of signs so that I can communicate but I never said anything. I wanted to stay in my bubble. The nights I heard the cries of my mother when she was violated and I was going to hurry by closing his ears. I was going back the face of my parents when they reached the soul. I would never see myself violent and beat and when someone touched me I put myself in defense mode. My parents told me of a psychiatrist in a specialized center and it is up there was followed for 4 years. It was at age 21 that I started again and my first word was' vengeance '' who worried everyone. From my 21 years to 23 years old I was learning to relive in this center. I explained what I had lived in the PSY and I did not hide my intention to revenge me. He informed my parents and before them I repeatedly. Of my liver to my intention. They tried to make me hear right but I was too hably to listen to them. They explained to me that they were on business trip to Côte d'Ivoire and that it was back from a driving in love as they found my body in the deserted street. They adopted me with my agreement because they had finished by going on me and also it was a way of thanking me because after they brought me with them my mother fell pregnant. When I exit the center at 24, the first thing I did is to register for defense and pulling courses in a military school. I was going to need it in my revenge. I preferred to change first name to fill the new life. I also made a surgery on my back to remove all those scars that left the concept of M Beynaud. A year after I met Malcom and I started to take back to life for life without abandoning my revenge project. I did not know who he was, I did not know much about him because I never asked him about him. I was too broken on me to want to know more about him. It is only after our engagement that I knowed his family name or at least his real family name because he said to call Malcom Ehui and all his papers was marked Malcom Ehui B. I never looked for what the B. I wanted to say that I was the B was for Beynaud when I saw a photo of him and his parents and that he had finally decided to talk to me about them. He never spoke of them and refused to be called Beynaud because of the dispute that they had had caused their division. It was already too late for me to go back. I loved him emerging and I knew that if I left him, I was no longer able to open my heart again to another man so I continued as if nothing was. All he knows about me is that my parents were murdered in front of me I'm why I was melancholy. For my decerts he thinks that I was removed to them after a weird disease that I had chopped. I wanted before you start my vengeance plan to have a stable life on all plans and have also so much power to influence everyone wherever I would pass. The fact that my father has become Vice-President of the United States helped me immerse me. So here are now 1 year that I started to mevenge. I put time between my operations for not to get attractive attention. I want to do them pay keeping my hidden identity but now that there is only some of them now I can now see, especially with the Beynaud couple it's sure they will inform others. But I'm ready. Let them come I wait. I am no longer the removable they have malted. I am V and I'll make them pay one by a leave to leave my life. V is in the place.