I am vera .
My beauty was that one that stops strangers in there tracks but it couldn't pay the bills.
My life was a definition of hardship. I peddle my ways in the market hoping I would make sale.
My elegant features dulled by exhaustion. The sparkles in my eyes,once bright,now dim.
My delicate hands,as a poet's words,were rough from work.
Every meal were calculated choice and weight of it all were showed underneath the shadows of my eyes.
"Hey you stop there u haven't paid up your debt"
Upon hearing that, I began to run. After running like what felt like forever, I finally stop.
I am orphan.
My feet carried me on autopilot through the familiar street. I pushed open the rusty gate, the familiar creak a lonely sound in the empty courtyard. The small, makeshift grave in the corner that whisper my parents are no more.
The only person I have in this world is my little sister Brooklyn.She is the one that make me still want to be in this worthless life I am living.
She suffer from a grave illness
she lay ravaged by insidious disease, it's cruel fingers squeezing the very life from her frails form.
Her eyes seemed to hold a million untold stories.
Each breath was a labor
Each heartbeat a struggle
The air was heavy with the scent of medicine and sickness.
Her lips parched and cracked.
I gently brushed a strand of hair away from Brooklyn's head.
Went to the kitchen hoping I would have something in the fridge but nothing was there. It was empty like my life.
All of a sudden I heard it, the noise that have kept me awake for years Brooklyn groans
The sound I am familiar with but comes with sorrow. I went to the room Brooklyn was "I am hungry," Brooklyn said in a faint voice
Vera what will I eat ?
I am in pain
When will this end ?
I stood there helpless and watch my sister suffer.
I offered her water and a loaf of bread and milk I ask from an old woman who stays seven blocks away from ours
I fed her and tears rolled down my cheeks
I felt helpless and just wish I could die
The girl that is my only hope
Now I am seeing my spark fade away.
When I put her to sleep,I went to bed but no matter how hard I try I could not sleep.
I stood up because of what was going through my mind.
I went out to clear my mind, thought,head.
I was walking through the street no one was there , the air was freezing and it felt like the weight of life as fallen on my weak shoulder.
I walk in the street alone, the world outside feels vast and unforgiving and it whispers the same cruel truth
I was alone
No one to lean on
Suddenly,
Something whisper
In my ear
I heard it
Someone said it they whisper to them self but I heard it
"Poor girl since her parents die she as become helpless"
" What is the point of having that body and that beauty,she should make use of it the brothels is nearby"
They laughed
I did not let that get to me but my legs betrayed me and took me to the brothels.
The only thing I could here is it is just for one night
Do it for Brooklyn
Just do it for Brooklyn
The devil testing me with my fears
I was hesitant but then I heard it in my head
Do you want her to die !
Then I realize that my body and soul have turned against me they are using my fears against me .
Something in me snap,it caught me and I did not think twice I entered the brothels
I went straight to the head of the brothels and I told her just for one night
Please find me someone
"Wow you look so exhausted who will want to take you in , maiden dress her up . She is beautiful I think you will get a good person in the VIP section bring her to me ,"
The head of the brothels said.
Mam zafira is the head of brothels.she brought in a man,we couldn't see his face but looks wealthy.
The man walked into the room to pick a lady he want to spend the night with.
All we could see was the man's broad shoulders and chiseled physique exuding a quiet but confident aura.
He looks like a very wealthy and influencial person.
His tailored navy blue suit, the sleek lines accentuating his broad shoulders.
The crisp white shirt and silk tie added a touch of complexity while the gold cufflinks sparkled discreetly at his wrists. He is the complete picture of effortless wealth and power.
I felt hesitant looking for a way to escape but it was to late He choose me .
In my head I felt a heart - wrenching
Tale of loss ,my fingers trembles.
Those years I kept it,my dignity.
I took in the unfamiliar room, it was dark.
He held me
" I brought you for tonight that means I own you tonight then why are you avoiding this"
His eyes darkened
And that send shivers down my spine. We were to close that I could hear is heart beat and heavy breath.
A whisper of touch
A gentle possession,as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time . His kiss was turning hungry, demanding.
The kiss deepens, tongue entwining and I was lost in the fire that consume us...
The next morning,I was week I could not really recall what happened last night all I could remember was the man voice lingering in my head.
I felt like I have lost it all but it worth it .
I did it all for my sister.
I blink my haze away
I looked around,like a puzzle pieces that didn't fit anywhere.
I saw a cheque and the amount wowed me .
I was surprised the amount was mind-blowing it could change my life and my sister life .
I was so happy I rushed outside of the brothels
I paid off my debt,
Brought some food stuff's,
Brought meds for my sister.
When I got home,my knuckles turn white with a mix of fears .
My heart drop,stop.
All the things I done have gone to waste.
My dignity,
Every effort,
My heart was broken, I look everywhere for her screaming Brooklyn! Brooklyn! Where are you .
I cried out loud when I entered the room where I left Brooklyn what I saw was terrifying
I saw blood on the bed
I scream loudly "Brooklyn is gone !"
I could not find the body only a note that says
"Brooklyn is gone,I took her ,I want her, I want to torment you , the game is on.
I thought who want me,
Who have I offend,
Why her
Why Brooklyn
My voice faint, trembling
I stand still,
Waiting for death to swallow me .
The shock
I realize that my spark has fade away.