In South Africa we are not really brutal or violent people. Yes we have crime, violent crime at that but it’s not
everywhere. The way he had beaten her up was so savage I can’t even put in words. There were bruises everywhere even on her private parts. How do you get a belt that far up? Thandeka vomited after taking one look at her friend whilst Khanyi would not even come look. Her eye was swollen but I don’t remember him punching him. This must have happened after I refused to play ball. This was my fault.
“Allah should never forgive these evil men!”
Fatima cursed in a low voice. I could tell she was angry and she was not faking it.
“There is nowhere in Islam that justifies what they done. The Messenger of Allah says ‘Observe your duty to Allah in respect of the women, and treat them well!’ That is what the Holy Koran says so why are these men doing this in the name of Islam!”
Fatima went on talking to herself out loud as she cleaned the blood off her. She had passed out from all the pain making the wincing less. This was a relief to me because every wince she had made had made me feel her pain.
“Are you really going to help us or you are just saying it now because you are embarrassed of the people you call men?”
I asked her. I had to convince her that it was the right decision to help us and not change her mind.
“I might be a Muslim but I am a woman first. Imagine this poor girl being me. Imagine that? Imagine that being my daughter or my sister?”
Had we finally caught our break? She was saying that she was willing to save us. This was the same woman who had stood there and watched us be abused and now she was our friend? I am not being a sceptic here but being naïve could literally cost us our lives. We had to be careful. Before I could respond Ahmed walked in with the doctor.
“Oh no, no, what the…”
The doctor said out loud covering his mouth. I could see his disgust and horror at what he saw. I don’t blame him, we could see it too.
“Ahmed, this is wrong on so many levels!”
The doctor told our captor.
“Don’t you think I know that? Do the job you are being paid to do!”
He screamed angrily at the doctor who immediately went to check on her.
“Poor child what have they done to you!”
He asked the lifeless body of Natalie as she lay there motionless.
“She is barely alive but looking at her I think death would have been better!”
He said to no one in particular. When someone thinks death is better than living you know that they were in a serious condition.
“What did you think was going to happen when you left us here?”
I asked him. He did not respond to me but spoke to her again saying,
“These people are animals!”
Most of the blood was hone now. He gave her pain medication in the form of an injection and said she was better off sedated. This would make her heal faster and feel less pain.
“She is too swollen for me to check for any internal bleeding but as far as I can see there is none. I will have to bring proper equipment to check for it but I doubt that there is!”
He said. All I heard thought was that he could not help her. We lifted her to the bed as she had been lying on the floor.
“Please don’t wake her up. Let her sleep it through. Tomorrow around 9 in the morning I will come check on her!”
“You two girls you also need a sedative!”
He said walking to first Khanyi then Thandeka. They did not resist when e injected them. They crawled into bed and I think passed out within minutes.
“Do you also want one?”
He asked me but there was no way I was going to allow myself to be knocked out.
“No thank you!”
I responded coldly. He walked out and Fatima followed him.
“Let me walk you out I need to talk to you!”
She said to him. Was she starting the plan already? We could not trust this doctor come now. How can anyone trust a man after this? The other girls needed comforting too but they did not want me near them. Fatima had left the bucket of water and a mop there. I stood up and decided to do something I had never done before; I cleaned up Thandeka’s vomit. It was nasty yes but today I had seen worse.
“I am so sorry guys, I am so sorry!”
I said but I knew they were all fast asleep. I went to everyone’s bed to check on them before I went to my own. I had had an emotional day to be honest so I was not surprised that soon I was sleeping. I think I dreamt immediately.
In my dream I saw that Namibian girl at school walking holding hands with Neo. I ran to ask her what she thought she was doing and she turned around and laughed at me.
“You are getting what you deserve. You will do anything for inches right; you want her from Phopotha that’s why you sleep with old men. I hope their dicks are as big as the inches because that’s what you are good for!”
She laughed mocking me. This was a real dream and Neo turned around and said,
“I loved you; you thought his money was more important than that. I did everything for you, everything but how did you repay me Palesa, how?”
He asked me. I wanted to speak but I could not. Something was stopping my words from coming out. He turned around to that stupid Namibian girl and he kissed her! In front of me.
“Neo stop, what are you doing?”
I asked him. I don’t know if he heard me because the words were refusing. My heart was so sore but there was nothing I could do about it.
“Why would you leave a good man to go be a side chick for someone else?”
He asked me then they both laughed. I felt myself saying no but I was helpless. That’s when I woke up with a start. It was still dark outside but it could also be the curtains causing. The curtains, which were very thick, could make the room look like it was night time. These were not curtains from Mr Price Home but real curtains. I could not see anything as someone had switched off the lights; I think it was Fatima I don’t know. I stayed away for the next two or three hours before I finally got the guts to wake up and go peep through the curtains. Indeed it was daylight with the bright sun hurting my eyes. There was just a toilet in our room so I went there to change my pad. I had been saved by my period, sigh!
“Please God, please save us!”
I said a little prayer in there. As soon as I did that I heard the key unlock from the other side. I quickly ran to my bed to pretend to be sleeping. Whoever it was did not enter immediately but instead stood by the door, with it slightly open and started talking.
“What’s your assessment though? Should we get rid of her? If she can’t be saved she becomes a risk for us.”
I heard I think Ahmed’s voice. Get rid of her? What did he mean get rid of her? Was he talking about killing her? Ah, this man, they can’t abuse someone like this then kill her. How cruel is that? No, there will be no getting rid of anyone. My heart leapt out my chest in fear for her. The danger was amplifying now.
“No, she will be fine. It’s just bruises but I must warn you, never invite whoever did this again. I have never seen such brutality in my life!”
I think that was the doctors voice but I dared not look up. He was trying to save her. Please save her.
“It was not my plan. That was the last time he comes here. If I was not me I would have killed him myself for what he did to my girl. Just make her right. We have another party in three days and it will not be here! We are living this place I am no longer comfortable!”
He said and walked away. Moving us? That was a bad idea.
“She is too weak to move!”
The doctor said to him as he walked away and I heard Ahmed say,
“Then make her better or she is gone!”
As his voice got weaker. The doctor then opened the door wide and he walked in switching on the lights. The other girls were still sleeping; I think their sedative had not worn off.
“Palesa, I know you up!”
He said when he got to her bed. He remembered my name.
“Yes I am what do you want?”
I asked him rudely.
“Come help me with her, I need to turn her over!”
He said calmly. I was looking straight at him but I noticed that he was not looking me in the eye. Something was up. I got out of bed.
“I am sorry I did not help you immediately when you asked but I will help you now.”
He said in a low voice.
“Turn her towards me please!”
He said like I was his nurse. I did not say anything but did what he asked.
“Come let me help you!”
He said unnecessarily. When he put his hands on her body he dropped something behind her.
It was a cell phone.
“I need you to send for help. I put the number of your Embassy in there and the police!”
He said. I was shocked. He really was helping.
“Why are you not calling them?”
I asked him.
“Because I will also be arrested! Listen to me…”
“Send your location to the people at home and tell them what’s going on. The phone has whatsapp. Do this in the next ten minutes because when Fatima comes in she will take the phone so that we don’t get caught! Don’t forget there are cameras in here!”
He said and with that he stood up and walked out, switching off the lights in the process.
I was too scared to move!
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