The Deed Has Been Done

Back at home, my sister, who had called me for the umpteenth time, got tired because I wasn't picking up her call, so she decided to go to our parent's room to ask if they knew about my whereabouts, but, when she got there and wanted to knock, she stopped because she heard them arguing.

“What do you mean by that? She isn't picking up my calls and her friends said that they don't know where she is, and here you are telling me not to calm down, she is my daughter and also yours Jason!” Gazelle yelled at her husband.

“So? What do you want me to do huh?” He questioned with a furrowed eyebrow.

"I have told you to send the police to investigate it!” Gazelle snapped at him.

"I have done that already, and they told me that she has been kidnapped. They have also found the kidnappers, but they aren't talking,” Jason replied.

“But where could she be?” Gazelle questioned her husband,as she sat on the bed with a worried expression.

“Don't worry, they will soon find her, just have faith," Jason comforted his wife, even though he knew it wouldn't happen in a million years to come.

“Really? I'm still suspecting you, Jason, my eyes are still on you," Gazelle snapped and with that, she left for the bathroom.

“Ah," Jason signed.

“Stupid Woman, where did she think I got the money and company that we had since she gave birth?” He asked no one in particular and hissed, he sat down and remembered how it happened years back.

Twenty years ago

“Please help me, l promise to pay back," Jason begged the Mafia Lord, because he needed the money for his wife who was pregnant, and for his business which was not going well.

“When will l be paid back?" The Mafia Lord asked coldly.

“l will pay you back in the next Twenty years, l promise," he replied.

"With money?” Asked the Mafia Lord.

"Yes, l promise," he replied.

"But, l don't want money, l want something else,” the Mafia Lord deadpanned and Jason looked at him with surprise.

"Which is?" He asked.

“Your daughter," the Mafia Lord responded and Jason swallowed.

“But l don't have a daughter, yet," Jason replied, emphasizing the word ‘yet’.

“But, your wife is pregnant with a girl, right?" The Mafia Lord questioned sending shivers down Jason's spine.

"Yes sir,” Jason replied.

"So, I’ll come back for her after twenty years, this same day, and l promise to increase the money with ten percent more if you are interested,” The Mafia Lord said.

"Really??” Jason questioned him and he nodded. After some thinking, Jason agreed out of his selfish gain and they both shook hands.

"DEAL!”

Present

"Oh, l hope she's alright,” Jason said, and at that moment his phone rang, he took his phone and picked up the call.

“What is it?" Jason asked the caller.

“Sir, everything went as planned, the kidnappers have been killed today, so the police won't have much evidence," the caller replied.

“Good, I'll send your money, and make sure that there is no suspect,” he told the caller.

"Okay, sir,” the caller replied and ended the call.

“I'm sorry Ari,” Jason said and signed. On the other hand, Sophia who had been listening to all their conservatives became weak and she started crying, so she left for her room.

"Sister, l promise to find you with every possible means, and also deal with the Kidnappers no matter who they are,” she said determined and she started another round of tears

"I miss you”.

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I left Falcon's office for my room after he dismissed me. l was so sad and l continued crying after he told me the bad news on how l got here.

“Dad why, how can you do this to your daughter,” l asked no one in particular, as l continued crying and l remembered what Falcon told me.

A few minutes ago

“l will be setting new rules for you and if you don't follow it, consider your head gone,” Falcon threatened as he started eating and l couldn't help but stare at him with a sad look.

"Why are you doing this to me?” I asked him with a sad voice and he looked at me

“What do you mean?" He asked

"I mean, what do you want? Why can't you just let me leave?" I half yelled as a tear came out of my eyes.

“Learn how to control your voice girl," he snapped at me.

"And besides I thought I had told you before that you are now my slave,” he replied but l didn't reply instead l continued crying, then he spoke.

“I guess this hunger of a thing is causing you a lot of problems. Are you that hungry?" He asked in

sarcasm but I didn't reply.

“Ahh! You're dismissed,” he said unbothered and I parted my lips to talk.

"Thanks, boss” l replied and as l was about to go, a strange question popped into my head so I looked back at him, and as if he knew what I wanted he frowned.

"Why are you still here,” he questioned, not tearing his eyes away from his food.

“Who sold me to you?” I questioned him with a serious expression.

“You wouldn't want to know dear," he replied and continued eating.

“Please, tell me, and l promise to leave," l told him and he scoffed

“Don't cry, cause I warned you," he warned.

“Yes, l won't" I promised him.

"It was your dad, he sold you to my father twenty years ago when he was still alive,” he replied unbothered.

“What?” I asked no one in particular

“ How? I don't believe you, please tell me it's not true," l begged him

“Believe it if you want it's your choice, now you can leave," he deadpanned, and without waiting for one more second l left with my eyes full of tears.

Present

“No! I don't believe it, l don't! It is not true," l assured myself as I cleaned my eyes, but more tears started rushing out. I continued crying, then I remembered my crazy friends and my sister, those were the two things that made me wanna go home, cause I missed them so much.

Even though my dad didn't like me I couldn't believe he would still sell me when I wasn't born, now l wish l was aborted, l wish l had died when my mother had a miscarriage before l was born.

‘But the deed has been done’ l thought to myself, so I stopped crying and entered my bathroom to wash my face when l was done l came back to my room only to see Stormy.

“What do you want?" I asked out of surprise, and she started walking close to me.

“What a pity, such a bad father,” Stormy said in sarcasm as she smirked at me and I was more surprised.

“What do you mean by that?” l questioned her.

‘Or did she hear my discussion with the boss?' l thought to myself.

“Do you want to leave here?” Stormy asked me, and l looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

"And how does that have to do with you?” l questioned her, ignoring her question.

"Cause l have a perfect escape plan,” Stormy replied and smirked at me.