Chapter 2 The Virginity

• CHAPTER 2
• The Virginity
• October 2012
• Narrated by Alyson
• It's impossible to smile, when everything inside me is falling apart
• - You're not going to school tomorrow. - he enters the room and starts shouting.
• I don't even pay attention to him anymore, I'm so used to his shouting that I don't even shake it off.
• I don't feel like listening or talking to anyone either, my mother was buried a week ago today.
• My sadness is enormous, I don't even know how I'm going to live under the same roof with my crazy father.
• I take a deep breath.
• - And why is that? May I know? - I ask, already knowing well what his answer will be.
• - And since when do I have to justify myself? Since when do I have to answer to you. Especially to a spoiled little girl who thinks she's somebody! You are nobody, you are a piece of shit Alyson, just like your mother," he spits out the words angrily.
• - You don't have to talk about my mother, she's gone, at least don't hurt her soul.
• He gives a grotesque laugh, fucking crazy.
• - What soul does that bitch have? That one had nothing, just like you and I'm tired of bankrolling you, I have no business bankrolling your shit. Enough of that. - he says, while shaking his arms.
• I don't understand anything.
• - Tomorrow a doctor friend of mine is coming here to see if you're spotless.
• He talks this shit like that, dry and in the can.
• - WHAT? ARE YOU CRAZY? - I scream, not believing what my ears are hearing.
• He comes towards me and holds my neck tightly.
• - If you scream at me again, I'll cut out your tongue, you bastard. - he threatens me.
• He lets go of my neck and continues talking.
• - As I was saying, a doctor friend of mine is coming to see if you are still a virgin.
• - But I am! - I speak massaging my neck where he had his paw - What's that for now? What's your interest in my virginity, Dad! I don't understand.
• I'm even embarrassed by this conversation.
• He looks at me, with a look that gives me fear, a Machiavellian look, without any kind of feeling.
• - Your virginity is my trump card, to make more money. It will be a better business than selling jewelry.
• I narrow my gaze, wary of such talk.
• - What do you mean? Dad, what are you going to do to me? - I ask, already frightened.
• - It's simple, from this moment on, you are my prisoner, so you won't get any ideas about running away. In four days you will turn 18 years old, and on that very day you will leave here and I will make a lot of money off of you. - he smiles wickedly.
• I was about to speak, but I feel a prick in my arm, I look at the person who has just stuck a needle in my arm and poured a liquid into me.
• The housekeeper looks at me with a smile on her face, as Machiavellian as my father's.
• I feel myself falling and after that, all dark.
• Again?
• Narrated by Alyson
• There are days when crying is necessary
• I wake up inside my room, lying on my bed.
• Could it be that it was all just a bad dream?
• Did that crazy situation really happen?
• Someone opens the door to my room and I see my father, the housekeeper Elise, and a man that I don't even know who he is, but from the suitcase he is holding, I suspect that all of this was not a nightmare.
• He must be the doctor my father told me about.
• I immediately start to cry.
• - Please, Dad, don't do this. - I say, trying to get up, but I realize that my feet are tied to the bed.
• - Stop giving me a hard time and cooperate, just once in your life. - he grumbles.
• - But, Dad, I don't want to do that.
• - And since when does that interest me, you little brat? What you want or don't want! You do what I want, period. I'll leave the doctor here to do his job and I hope - he narrows his gaze at me and points his finger - I really hope, Alyson, that you behave properly with the doctor. He won't touch anything, he'll just visualize.
• And he walks off, leaving Elise looking shit-faced at me.
• - Come on, Alyson, get it over with, I have appointments in a while and I have to hurry. - The doctor speaks so dryly, like a straw in the sun. - He lifts up his skirt and spreads his legs.
• I do exactly the opposite, with my hands I put my skirt further down, as if the fabric is going to grow, and, close my legs tightly.
• He rolls his eyes bored to death.
• - Come on girl, stop being stubborn. - he speaks without any patience.
• I don't move even a single millimeter.
• I see him signal to the evil housekeeper and she pokes the fucking syringe into me again.
• What the fuck! Again?
• I feel soft immediately and the dark becomes my company again.
• Anniversary Day
• Narrated by Alyson
• The tear that doesn't fall is the one that hurts the most
• The next few days were a wake-and-sleep affair.
• I was almost always sedated.
• But this morning I wake up and there is nobody in the room.
• I try to get up, but to my misfortune I am still tied to the bed.
• I put my hands into the handcuffs trying to open them, of course without any success.
• - What the hell! - I shout angrily.
• What day will it be today?
• Why is my father doing this to me?
• I accept that he has stopped loving me, I don't understand why, but I do, but now that nonsense talk, a doctor to prove my virginity, make more money from it, and, that I'm leaving here on my birthday?
• I don't understand anything that's going on.
• The door opens and in walks my father, along with the evil housekeeper and two more women, who I don't know who they are.
• Oh shit, what are they going to do to me now?
• - Happy Birthday. - he speaks all happy as he enters opening his arms theatrically.
• Okay, I realize that today is my birthday.
• - Today is a great day. - he raises his arms, as if thanking the heavens - I'm finally getting rid of you and your annoying presence in my house.
• One of the women comes out of the closet with a very sophisticated red lingerie, which I don't know whose it is, but she puts it on top of an armchair, which already has a beautiful dress there, also red.
• - Come on, finish getting her ready to start the party. - he says, already turning his back and leaving the room.
• But he comes back in right away, just peeking in the door.
• - If you have the fucking audacity to fuck up and ruin my plans, I'll slice you into very thin slices, with you alive. - He smiles evilly and walks out, slamming the door.