About that Night

Chapter 13

I woke up in a room. I was a little drowsy, and then I heard Nessira. I thought I was going crazy, but then I remembered the men. Not one, not two, not even three, four men came and took Talon, Dori, and me. I instantly jump up and look around. Talon, Dori, Nessira, and Zaro are all in the same room, and I gasp, catching their attention. 

“Oh my gosh, you’re not dead.” Nessira sobs and hugs me as Talon rolls her eyes. 

“I told you they put us to sleep, not in a coffin, dumbass.” Talon’s rocking Dori as she scoffs. 

Nessira tends to crack whenever she’s scared. I don’t know why, because she’s great under pressure, but now’s not the time to think about Nessira’s fears.

 “What’s going on?! Do you know who’s doing this?!” 

Nessira sighs. “Something about the Benjamin family and Kiki.”

 “What were they talking about?! They said you oppressed her?!” Zaro asks. 

I shake my head. “I never did. I only told her that her past wasn’t her fault!” 

Nessira scoffs and sneers at Zaro. “Zaro saw the men taking me and started running, and it wasn’t towards me.” 

Zaro sighs. “I’m sorry, it was just my instinct, growing up as the youngest.” 

Zaro tries to touch Nessira, but she dodges. Talon and I look at each other, hashtag relationship problems. 

“Kiki’s dead. She killed herself after me and Rosalia comforted her and told her nothing about her past was her fault. The rich white, entitled family Kiki, was adopted into think I was oppressing her or being racist and wanted to press charges. Then their son Zac tried to r**e me, but Grayson caught him, and now they have no choice but to back off, or their son goes to jail, but I have no reason for this shit.” 

Their eyes go wide altogether. 

“Ok, so back up, you said Kiki THE Kiki we know killed herself?!” Zaro processes this.

 “And her family think you are a racist?!” Talon asks. 

“And their son tried to r**e you?!” Nessira narrows her eyes.

 I nod and sigh. 

I want to see Micah and Rosa. I miss them, and I miss Grayson. 

“As soon as Grayson got rid of him, he drove me to Talon’s house.” 

Talon grumbles as she finds out I lied to her. Zaro opens his mouth to speak, but the door opens, and Nessie is flung in. She immediately gets up and puts the middle finger up. 

“f**k you!” She screams before looking at us and covering her mouth. 

“No! I had my phone on me, and I was going to text you guys!”

 We all immediately crawl close to her. “CALL GRAYSON!” We all say desperately. We’re all hungry, and we’re hoping Dori doesn’t wake up until we get back home.

 Dori has panic disorder, and he could have severe panic attacks in places he doesn’t feel is safe. My mom’s family has a long line of conditions; sociopathy, psychopathy, and other mental disorders. Luckily, only Talon had mild sociopathy, and Dori has panic disorders. This could get really dangerous, and Nessie has her phone, so she calls Grayson, and he actually picks up. 

“Nessie, please tell me you have Winston, Zaro, Talon, and Nessira.” 

Nessie sighs as we all listen quietly. “Grayson’s, we’ve been kidnapped by the Benjamin family. Before they snatched me up, their son, Zac, asked me to help him erase the footage of him trying to r**e Winston on your phone, using the advantage that I had a massive crush on him. But, me being the intelligent person I am, I noticed it and said no, so he said I have too much info and threw me in here with them.”

 Grayson curses. I can tell he’s very stressed, Micah’s crying in the background because he doesn’t eat or sleep without me there, and Grayson can’t feed Micah until he sees me. 

“Grayson.” I speak up, and Grayson sighs in relief. 

“You sound ok.”

 “I’m ok, not well, but ok.” 

I hear Micah cry himself into a coughing frenzy. 

 “Grayson, show him a picture of me. I know him. Hearing my voice will make it worse, so a picture works; I experimented.” 

Grayson chuckles. “Thank you.” 

Nessie clears her throat rudely. “Well, excuse me, lovebirds, you guys can only see each other when you get us out of here!”

 Grayson calls on facetime and draws out the room. “I haven’t forgotten, Nessie. I’m drawing out the room now, but you need to turn on, find my phone and send your location,”

Nessie nods. “On it… and done.” 

“Great, I’ll hang up, but you need to hide and put your phone in silence.”

 “Ok, Grayson, you need to come.”

 “I definitely will, bye.”

 “Byee.” We all say in a dark tone before he hangs up. 

 Nessie hides her phone under the mattress and sighs as she looks around. I don’t blame her. We have nothing to do. We can’t talk loudly because it may put Dori in a casket if he wakes up. We definitely can’t escape. There are no vents, no windows, and the doorknob is on the outside. 

“I miss him.” Talon whispers, getting everyone’s attention. 

“Miss who?” Zaro picks up his head. 

Talon sighs. “Abeoji.” (father)  Zaro tenses up against Nessira, and I remember him, my dad. 

“What could cause you to remember him at such a time?” Nessie asks. We all look at her, sadly.

 “He was kidnapped and murdered by his by his rival.” Nessira answers for us as Nessie blinks several times.

 “My mom entered into an affair with my dad while dating another man.” I clarified to Nessie. 

“But, asshole came back after what? 20 years? Single, no kids at like 40 something years old, and made my mom beat the s**t out of him. So he kidnapped our dad and sent videos of our dad begging us not to come for him while being beaten to a pulp, and eventually he died after the police took way too long to find where he was torturing him.” Talon’s eyes water as she speaks.  

“He made our mom happy. Mom actually had feelings instead of one feeling anger or no empathy towards us all the time when he was here,” Zaro remarks. 

“Mr. Joon adopted me when my parents threw me out.” Nessira says sadly.

Talon scoffs. “How did you get kicked out? You’re literally goody two shoes in school.” We look at Nessira; I thought her parents sent her here to go to college. 

Nessira chuckles sadly. “I walked over to the city to meet with a boy my age, and one day we decided to try something. We had s*x at eleven years old. We liked it, so we kept doing it until we found out the same year through s*x ed that we could produce babies, and we stopped, but then I had symptoms of pregnancy, and my sister jokingly bought a pregnancy test, and I took it, and it read positive, it read the same for the hundreds of others we took. My parents found the pregnancy tests, and I couldn’t let my sister take the blame. I was kicked out because I had s*x and got pregnant at eleven, and I told the boy, and he said he loved me and told Mr. Joon, and he adopted me, so I lived in the same city and got to see the boy.”

 We all furrow our brows.

 “Nessira?” I cover my mouth. 

 “Where’s the baby?” Nessie says softly. 

Tears fall out of Nessira’s eyes as she speaks. “She died, basically proving I was way too young to provide for her, not even my body could, and she died.”

 “Where’s the boy- no, who’s the boy?” 

Nessira sighs. “That I can’t tell-,” 

“It was me.” Zaro says.