* 18 years back..

Here I am in the street, just 21 years old. My parents just kicked me out for reasons I will never understand, what a poor girl I am. Yet I tried to understand what were their reasons but in vain. For my parents and especially my father, I was just a little tramp who spent his time making advances towards all my uncles.

But what an idea! Me flirting with my uncles? My father's brothers, my blood! How could I have done such a thing? Tell me clearly! How could this have happened?

* at my parents...

I slept peacefully in my bed because I didn't have class all day. I took the opportunity to do my grace morning. I was in my second year of my law degree. Yes I would like to become a lawyer, I was passionate about it. I won't tell you but I was very smart. I had obtained my baccalaureate with honors and I was the pride of my parents and especially in my family.

Anyway, I was sleeping when my mother came screaming insults into my room.

Mom: Ashley yo! Dirty whore! Wake up fool!

I absolutely did not understand. She came to remove the duvet and gave me a huge slap that made my ear ring.

"Ow.. Mom!" Mom, what did I do? ''

Mom: you take your things and you leave this house! I don't want a girl like you out of here anymore!

" What ? Mom it's a joke! Listen I'm tired please it's my only day off today"

I took the duvet and put it back on me, closing my eyes. And from there I felt my body flutter to the ground. My brothers were insulting me by beating me all over my body.

From that moment, I understood that I was not dreaming but it was indeed reality! "You slut" "Dirty whore" "Big female dog!" and lots of other insults like that, that's what I heard. I cried all the tears in my body. I was lying on the ground. I had the taste of blood in my mouth, I tried to spit but I had trouble coughing. I was starting to have a lot of trouble breathing and I was asthmatic..

I was trying so hard to defend myself but my brothers and my mother were much stronger than me. They were four on me, I couldn't take it anymore. I looked up and saw my father standing outside my bedroom door with a smile on the corner of his lip. A demonic smile.. I was screaming in pain..

Tony: In five minutes you go downstairs and hurry up! He said shouting

They all left my room. I tried so hard to get up but I couldn't. I had to do it because I didn't want my brothers to come back and hit me. When I got up, the mirror in my room was in front of me. I looked at myself through the mirror. I was scared. I had a black eye as well as a swollen lip and a bloody nose. I wiped away my tears, put on my slippers and plucked up the courage to leave my room, taking a deep breath.

I arrived at the living room, my whole family was sitting looking at me in disgust. I had three older brothers, Tony, Glody, Isaac and a younger sister Pamela. My parents Roxanne and Bradley. My father always had his evil smile when he looked at me. I was beginning to be very afraid of what was going to happen. I remained motionless like a plant.

Tony: sit down

I went to sit on the chair, finding myself facing everyone.

Tony: it's not the parents who will speak but me. I'm the eldest and I'll be direct with you, you pack all your bags and get out of this house

"BUT WHY ? FOR WHAT ?"

Tony: SHUT UP! You ask why? But you really are a bitch!

Isaac: You disgust me! You want to play the holy girl but in reality you are the devil himself!

Mom: Witch! You really are the witch of this family! The evil spirits you have, your whore

"Mom what did I do I said in tears I don't understand please tell me"

Glody walks over to me, gives me a look, then in a split second my head has swung to the other side. My brother, the one who defended me the most had just raised his hand on me when he had promised never to do it, that he would always be present by my side to protect me but it was only words in the air unfortunately.

Glody: how could you Ashley? Hey tell me, how could you? Pick up your uncles! Make advances to them! Your fucking uncles! Our father's brothers! Hell but how could I trust you so much when you're just a dirty little tramp! You disgust me ! I never want to hear from you again! Get out of my life!

All his words had hurt me terribly. Truth be told, I could see the hate through his eyes. The more he spoke, the more he used these words and the more my heart tore into a thousand pieces. He gave me one last look and then left.

Pamela: is that the example you show me? Playing the smart girl when in reality you're a liar! I no longer have a sister named Ashley

She too got up and left. The tears were flowing on their own. It was like I was in a nightmare and I knew I was going to wake up when I didn't! It wasn't a nightmare. Only my parents remained, along with Isaac and Tony. I got down on my knees begging them not to kick me out. I tried so hard to convince them that I had never done such a thing but in vain.

"Mom please don't do this! I did not do anything ! Mom please believe me! You're the only one who can believe me! I have never flirted with them ever! I respect you too much to do that to you! Dad listen to me I've never done this! I don't know who is the person who told you all these things but they are lies! Believe me I beg of you"

I burst into tears on my mother's thighs.. Mom began to stroke my hair..

Mom: Ashley..

"Mom..." I said raising my head.

Mum: look me straight in the eyes my daughter

"Yes mom"

Mom: never set foot here again. You wanted to do your bullshit, today you are paying the consequences so you take all your things that are in your room and you leave! I never want to see you again in my life!

And she pushed me up and left the living room. My father did the same as did Tony. It was just Isaac and me. After what my mother had just told me, eye to eye, it had deeply devastated me! My own mother! The one who gave birth to me denies me her life for something I didn't do. I was at the end of my life. Isaac looked at me with pity. I tried to come to him on my knees but he quickly got up, insulting me and left.

Now I was alone in the living room. Sitting on the floor, staring into space. My life was ruined. My family had just abandoned me, everyone! And not a single one believed me, I was heartbroken. I picked myself up and got up. Then I headed for my room to go do my business and leave my parents' house.

A few hours later, my things were ready. My family members were in front of the front door. I was probably watching them for the last time. When I opened the door, I turned around.

“I wanted to tell you that no matter what you have been told about me, it's all wrong.. I love you and I always will.. Mom I love you.. Pamela, take care go up at the end for your studies, don't let go.. Glody, you are and will remain the best protective brother I could have had.. Thank you for everything '' I said crying

And I end up closing the door. Here I am in the street, just 21 years old..

I didn't know where to go. To be honest, I had no place in mind. I had never imagined this life. Why had my family let me down like this? I still couldn't understand. Who could have told them these horrible things about me and more false things about me.

A while later, I was looking at my phone and it was past noon. I had been out for more than two hours. I had no idea where to go so I decided to call a friend of mine, Naomi. We were in the same school and I thought she could help me at least I hoped. I dialed his number.

-Phone call-

Naomi: yes hello?

“Hello Naomi how are you?”

Naomi: yes and you?

"Not at all Naomi, my parents kicked me out, I have no place to go!"

Naomi: oh no it's a joke I hope

"No Naomi, I wish it was a joke or even a nightmare that I could wake up but no it's the reality"

Naomi: where are you?

"On a bench"

Naomi: come to my house, I'll take you in, I won't leave you outside

"Thank you so much my beautiful"

Naomi: don't thank me it's normal go hurry up I'm waiting for you

"OK"

-End of phone conversation-

At least good news for me. I was going to be able to live with her for a while, the time to find myself a little job. With my suitcases, it was impossible for me to take transport to go to Naomi's so I decided to call a taxi. I always had cash in my wallet, you never know. Ten minutes later, the taxi finally arrived. The driver helped me put my suitcases with the bags in the trunk and then we start to Naomi's home.

A good hour later, here I am finally arrived at her place. I rang the intercom and Naomi opened the door. She lived in Paris more precisely in Saint-Lazare. She would help me get my bags home and then we would sit on the couch.

Naomi: so my fucking darling you have a funeral face and what are these wounds on your beautiful face?

“My brothers hit me”

Naomi: but? But why ? They're your brothers they can't lay hands on you it's not fair!

"Oh you know Naomi nothing can stop them from doing it"

Naomi: and your parents didn't say anything?

“Actually they were in agreement.”

Naomi: but that's not possible! Why ?

“Someone came to tell them that I flirted with my uncles by making advances to them”

Naomi: and it's true?

“Naomi please! I have a mind to do that?

Naomi: no

“I don't understand why they think I'm a girl like that I can never dare to do that ever! My father's brothers! I consider them as my dads I respect them too much but I don't know”

Naomi: and no one believes you? Not even your little sister?

“None of them.. My mother made it clear to me that she never wanted to see me again in her life. She denied me of her life besides she is not the only one, all my family denied me”

Naomi: I'm really sorry my darling for what happened to you.. I put myself in your shoes and it must not be easy.. Me in any case know that I will not deny you with my life

"Thank you very much Naomi.. I don't know how to thank you, I don't know how I would have done without you!"

Naomi: but no you don't have to thank me it's normal we are friends you and me and the friends must help each other

She took me in her arms giving me a huge hug. I loved this girl very much. How did I know him? When I entered university, in my first year, we found ourselves next door during our first class. And from that moment we had become inseparable. The term "best friend" should I use it? No. We weren't best friends. Relatives ? Yes. Naomi was 23 years old. She was of Martinican origin. After that, Naomi decided to change my mind by spending a girls' afternoon.

* end of class..

It was past six o'clock. I was coming out of class and I was extremely tired. I had been living with Naomi for two weeks now. And I could tell you that I was comfortable without being 100%. She was trying to dress me up but I couldn't feel at home with her. I missed my family very much. I tried several times to reach them but none of them picked up my calls and my messages do not talk about it, they never answered. I felt so alone...

Before returning, I decided to go to several restaurants or bars to continue looking for work. Just being satisfied with the scholarship was not enough and then now that Naomi was hosting me, I had to participate in the contribution to pay the rent. Half an hour later, I was even more desperate than anything.

No restaurants or bars were looking for an employee! I had no chance! How was I going to do it seriously? I decided to sit on a bench looking into space. I was lost, upset! I had no idea what I could do now. My phone started ringing and it was Naomi calling me.

-Phone call-

"Hello ? ''

Naomi: well then my beautiful where are you? Are you at the library?

“No, I went to look for a job”

Naomi: a job? I thought you didn't want to work

“Naomi I live at your place now, I also want to help you pay the rent and do the shopping”

Naomi: oh but you're taking your head too much honey that's nothing, the fact that you live with me hasn't changed in terms of rent

"But for the races if... The scholarship money is not enough, I have to find a little job outside of studies"

Naomi: and were you able to find one?

To be continued.....