Chapter 18

Without changing my relaxed expression, I look at her, “nothing will happen to me. I don't want to talk to Kahin and that's it, now get out of the door and don't delay me anymore, because I swear that if you try to hold me back so that Kahin can talk to me, I will never forgive you. Don't you realize that he has a wife and even so he reminds me about the damn contract?” My aunt and my mother appear, without saying another word I make my way, “I will come tomorrow mom,” leaving home, I look at Malcolm and Loan, they continue with their gaze.

"Don't regret it later," my friend yells behind me, ignoring her, I continue on my way. I must leave as soon as possible, I don't intend to talk to Kahin, not after what happened.

Night falls and I keep wandering with my baby, going into shops and looking at things precious to him. Tired of walking and feeling in a better mood, I head to the subway to move through this medium. I missed walking the streets without being afraid of being hurt. When I get to the low station to leave it, walking alone through the place makes me feel insecure, everywhere is deserted. When going up the stairs there is indeed no one, hugging my son with more force, I hasten my steps.

"Marilí?" Hearing that voice pronounce my name makes me stop short. My heart is pounding and my body doesn't seem to obey the orders my brain gives it, I should run away from him but I can't, “don't fuck with me!” I hear him groan.

"Is she that bitch?" Asks another voice and I recognize him, I know that damn voice. Agitated, I turn to meet Ian and another man, my chest rising and falling hard. I start to shake uncontrollably, I want to get away from them but I can't.

"She's the same damn bitch they hurt us so much for." The hatred that Ian reflects on his face fills me with fear. "Did you remember everything?" He smiles, “did seeing me bring you any memory?" My feet come off the floor, but only to be pulled more than two steps back, “I think I can remind you of everything you went through that damn day. Do you know what that damn bastard did to my friends and I?” He growls in my face, but my terror increases when he looks at my son, “well, well, well, I think we're going to have a lot of fun,” seeing the expression and that damn sadistic smile brings back memories.

“If you think I'm going to allow you to touch my son, you're very wrong, I swear that if you don't let me go right now it will be much worse for you. I swear I'll have him kill you after causing you pain worse than you felt before, get away from me right now,” I speak threateningly and I look at him in the same way. I swallow my fear and nerves, for my son, he would be the worst bitch that ever lived, I don't mind saying things that I wouldn't comply with, but if it's the only way to get safe with my baby, I'll do it, “to think that if I don't remember anything, is it because you are damn disgusting in bed?” My expression of displeasure is more noticeable, “you are damn sick Ian, in life everything is paid and you paid it. What are you complaining about?” Feeling him tease me forcefully makes me scream in surprise.

"This time I'm not just going to hurt you, this time you and your damn son will die," he yells at my face. A shot is heard, my breath is gone and everything spins me, I feel like Ian lets go of my hair and takes a step back looking at me in terror.

"I thought I told you to leave her alone," Kahin's voice reaches my ears. Still not breathing, I look at him, he points a gun at Ian and his friend, “get in the car,” he says slowly in a growl, “do it!” He yells when I don't move.

“No Kahin, stop…don't do this please,” I approach him, “I don't want you to make that mistake, I don't want anything to happen to you for doing something like that,” he doesn't look away from them, his breathing is agitated and very heavy, his eyes are covered in pale red.

"Get in the damn car, I warned them! I made it clear that they would never interfere with you, if everything I put them through was not a good lesson, killing them will be a good solution,” he take a step forward and with that my heart races a little more. My son, as if perceiving everything, begins to cry in despair.

"Come on little one, go to the car."

I look back and see Malcolm. Shaking like a sheet of paper, I look at Kahin, "I can't let him do it, I can't allow him to put himself at risk and destroy his life.” It will seem stupid, but I wouldn't want that woman to be left alone with her son for a situation that involves me.

"Put down the gun!" I hear a scream, when looking in the direction, I see a policemen approaching. "I ask you to lower the gun!" He yells again, but Kahin is at that point that he does not listen or understand, he does not reason like this.

I give the baby to Malcolm and stand in front of Kahin, “don't do it please,” his gaze falls on my eyes, forcing him to lower the gun, I smile, “it's not worth it, now you have a lot to lose,” I take the gun from him and hand it to Malcolm who takes it and discharges it immediately.

Kahin frowns and pulls me into a hug, “you always get in trouble, fuck." The force with which he squeezes me almost knocks my breath out.

"You must come with us sir," hearing the security makes me laugh, moving away from Kahin, I look at them.

“Those two indecent wanted to hurt my son and I. If they had not arrived, who knows what they would have done to me, because you or your lights, each subway station is supposed to be guarded and I did not see you,” the officers look at me with a serious expression, “and if you must know, I like easy work, I can go with you and report properly,” the men look at me with a frown. I pay little attention to them. Malcolm gives me my son.

"The patrol is coming," says one of the guards as he finished putting the handcuffs on Ian and his friend.

"I'll go on the patrol and she'll go in the car with the baby. How do you intend to get her into that with the baby?” Kahin asks them like they're stupid. I pull his polo shirt to calm him down, I'm glad to know that I still have that power to calm him down, otherwise something really bad would have happened today.

The hours in the police station were eternal, traveling to a Justice of the Peace to legalize the complaint was not easy, everywhere was full. When finished, I was satisfied, Ian will spend a few months in jail. I did not mention the rape and so Kahin would not get in trouble. In exchange for Ian's silence regarding what Kahin did to him in the past, I only said that he was harassing me and nothing else, a glance from Kahin was enough to make it clear that a third time there would be no forgiveness

"To the mansion?" Malcolm asks.

"Yes, accelerate. I want to get there,” hearing that answer from Kahin surprises me. Is he crazy?

"You can leave me in a hotel right here," I look at Malcolm, “there are many around here, you can leave me here,” I look out the window.

"Are you crazy?" Kahin growls at me, "you're coming with me and that's it.”

Looking at him, I narrow my eyes, “I'm not going to go with you to your mansion, I'm not going to be where your wife is. What the hell do you take me for?”

He combs his beard and looks at me without blinking, “I take you as a fool that because she can't go to a house where there is another woman, she prefers to stay in a hotel with her newborn baby. Isn't that something stupid of you?”

My astonishment is reflected in my eyes, he had never spoken to me like this before, “you are an idiot Kahin, you really are,” without saying anything I look at my son, he is right, for my son I must give up pride, I know that it will not be easy to be in the same house where I lived for a while and clearly it will be very uncomfortable when that woman wants to talk to me as if we are two great friends.