Yo Quieo Jugah

I waited but there was no sound
Should I talk first?
Should I start the fire?
No! no way... I was so scared..
Only one sound on the other side
Breath... and that was not even regular
It was like when go jogging for an hour, your breath gets like that
Agitated..
I couldn't bear the tension so I spoke first
- He-llo?
My voice broke in the middle of the word.. could I be more pathetic?
- WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!?!
Hostility, I should've seen it coming.. But I loved it. I loved that voice, the way it sounded, it was hypnotic and yet, it was so scary..
- Well.. you kind of.. don't know me.. well yeah.. - What was I thinking? Come on stupid girl! TALK! - I mean, yo know me.. I'm the girl of the radio station..
Silence again.. it was becoming so frustrating
- How.. HOW DID YOU GET MY NUMBER?!?!
I tried not to hear the "I'm going to kill her, Oh god..." so I answered quickly
- I.. I don't know it.. I mean.. I don't know, I just kind of grabbed my cellphone and... I don't know
- I don't undesrtand
- Neither do I
- WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!?!?!
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I've had a very good life.. let me say it again, I've had a great life.. Until I was 15. I lived with my dad, he was always there for me, he was the most caring and loving father any girl can get. If I wanted anything he would give it to me. I didn't know how, for he was always at home. As far as I knew, he didn't work. But that gave him all the time in the world to spend it with me.
I was beautiful, just like my mum. But she died giving me birth. I neved had the chance to meet her, but for what I could see in my father's face, he loved her very much. But he wasn't sad about it, strange...
By the time I was twelve, boy started to be interested in me and I could see why. I was gorgeous, long blonde hair and deep blue eyes. My body was beautiful too. No one could tell how old I was. They thought I was 17 or so and I loved it.
I was stubborn and loved getting what I wanted. I had a perfect life.
But, at the age of 15 I discovered the truth about it all.. I was doing a proyect about young girls raped and how that affected not only their lives but also the lives of everyone around... When I saw it
My father. My beloved father was there... Suspect of raping a young 19 year old girl but there weren't enough evidence to put him in jail.. I couldn't believe it.. so I kept on searching for it, hoping that I could find something that would say that my father hadn't done it, it had been someone else, It had to be!
But I never thought I'd find the truth beneath it all... My father was in love with my mother, that was true. But she never loved him back, in fact he had a boyfriend who was misteriously murdered. He had raped my mother and she got pregnant. She was very religious so she kept me, and I would be eternaly grateful for that.. My father found out she was pregnant, so when she gave birth, he went to the hospital and kidnapped me.. My mother then commited suicide...
Why? Why was that happening to me? I had to know
Everything changed when I spoke to my father... He became violent, it was like all this time he had been repressing those feeling and now they were sent free..
He begun bringing all sort of women in our house, he treated them like they were simple objects.. He told me that those women meant nothing, that the only woman he loved was me...
I hated him, I hated him for taking me away from my mother, I hated him for making all my life a lie.. I hated him.. But I had no way to go
Three years passed. He had been posing as a priest so nobody would notice what he did.. what he was still doing. I wanted to go away from him but, where would I go?
But one day, he was speaking in a radio station, claming that God would avenge his fallen children, what a hypocrit... And then, an angel came... and in a few seconds got rid of the one I hated so much..
I fell on the floor with my hands on the back of my head and my forehead on my knees. I didn't know why, but I started to cry.. tears of joy, I was free! An angel had saved me!
He grabbed me by the hair and I screamed... He was going to set me free! I was going to be with my mother at last!
He grabbed my neck with one hand and held me on the air.. He was so strong, he was so beautiful, an angel sent from heaven to save me! I looked at his face and I stared at his gorgeous green eyes... Perfect...
The next thing I saw was my angel running scared... why? Why was he doing this?! I wouldn't he set me free???
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- WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME???
- I.. I just want you to finish your task here.. I want you to kill me, my angel..

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