The Accidental Slave (Aya's story Part 1)
same voice told her that
if Jonul survived he would return and rape her today, tomorrow, and
every day after that. Both scenarios filled her with horror and she
sobbed and shivered with extreme fear.
    The fighting went on for hours. To Aya the sound
of shouting and gunshots seemed to move farther and farther away.
She couldn’t tell what time it was. The windows were barricaded,
making it impossible to see if it was day or night.
    Aya was thirsty, she needed to pee badly, and
her legs and arms hurt from being stretched so uncomfortably. This
day was the worst in her life, and she almost wished she would die
from dehydration because of all the tears she had cried. In the end
she eventually dozed off from her exhaustion.

CHAPTER
7

The Return
of the Tormenter
     
    Aya
    Aya didn’t know what had woken her up – the pain
of her pressing bladder or the sound of footsteps on the stairs. At
first she held her breath, listening to the steps coming closer.
She could hear him just outside the bedroom door, and the closer
the footsteps came the more rigid her body got as she laid
helplessly stretched out and tied up on his bed.
    Her terror sensitized her further to every
creaking floorboard and his rasped breathing. He had been running
and was out of breath, but Aya knew that wouldn’t be enough to keep
him from raping her.
    He was by the door now; it was a matter of
seconds before he would bring her pure misery. Aya held her breath
and squeezed her eyes tight, like a small child hoping that the
monster in the shadows would go away if he couldn’t see or hear
her. But this monster wasn’t going away. The door creaked open,
making Aya turn her head away to avoid what was coming.
    He didn’t speak but she could feel his presence
as he stood there observing her quietly. What is he waiting
for?
    Aya forced herself to turn and look.
    It wasn’t Jonul staring back at her. It was the
man from the marketplace, and he just stood there with an
incredulous glance.
    “Please don’t hurt me,” Aya sobbed and wished
she could dry away her tears and running nose.
    He didn’t speak but blinked a few times before
he started walking towards the bed.
    “Please don’t hurt me. Please don’t hurt me,”
Aya screamed.
    The man narrowed his eyes as he reached the bed
and bent over her. The last thing Aya saw was his hands moving up,
and then she gave a high-pitched scream.
    “Shut up,” he hissed and put a hand over her
mouth.
    Aya’s nostrils were flaring, and her eyes were
wide open and looking straight into eyes that were almost black
now. His face was very close to hers and he looked intensely into
her wide-open eyes. “I won’t hurt you.”
    Aya made a muffled sound under his hand.
    The man started to untie her left arm and made a
frustrated growl. “I need both my hands to do this. You have to be
quiet… all right?“
    Aya nodded eagerly.
    He untied her left hand and then he looked at
her right hand. The bed was pressed against the wall and he would
have to climb across her to get to it. He turned his attention to
her feet instead and worked on them while Aya kept repeating “Thank
you!” in a low voice. Her tears of terror had changed into tears of
relief.
    As soon as she had both legs and her right arm
free she got up in a sitting position and tried to untie her right
arm.
    “I can’t get the knot undone,” Aya exclaimed in
frustration.
    The young man climbed onto the bed and tried to
push her aside so he could work on the knot, but there was nowhere
for Aya to move. She looked up at him and saw him assess the
situation. He couldn’t avoid touching her naked body, but at this
point she didn’t care as long as he freed her from the gnawing rope
around her wrist. She didn’t know if he would understand English,
but she didn’t have the vocabulary to explain in Spiri. “Just do it
quickly. I’m about to pee in the bed or die with a ruptured
bladder.”
    He nodded and eight seconds later she was
free.
    Aya ran to the

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