(Chapter 2)

 
(Itrisha's pov)

  Annette was obviously frightened, she had gone to help out an elderly lady, who sometimes gave her food items. "Something is happening up at the front, there are foreign men looking like soldiers." She said.

Evening was fast approaching and we needed to get the dinner started, I had not eaten anything but some buttered crackers with my fevergrass beverage tea.

Everyone was either trying to run and hide, or standing rooted in the position they were in, as the men began to search the camp tents and disrupt the place.

What was going on and who were those foreign looking men? I wondered to myself.

    I walked to where I could see a little distance towards the front of thea camp. From the short distance away, some tall looking foreigners  were rounding up the people in small groups. The men resembled well built soldiers, only they weren't wearing any uniforms.

    Annette was visibly trembling, we didn't know what was happening. I jog-walked to the campervan and told my daughter along with Annette's two girls to be as quiet as possible. I was worried but trying to be sane at the same time.               

  I wondered which army that was and what were thier reason here, it could not be good, since our army personnels were not escorting them.

Gruff voices was nearing the campervan, I started sweating profusely, thinking quickly as to what to do, Annette came to do the door mouthing to me that they were coming.

     From the corner of my eye I spotted one of my towels, I quickly draped it over my shoulders like a jacket, needing it to help shield the gun in my waist. I turned to my daughter and the two girls telling them to lock the door and not to open it for anyone but me.                                                                  

  Knowing they were going to come this way I quickly got out so that Lori could closed and locked the door, I didn't want these men seeing her, or her two new friends.

Stepping out of the van, Annette took hold of my elbow, she was about to whisper something but didn't get to.

"Come on this way you two", that voice belonged to a pot belly tall man with weird looking eyes." "What's going on?" I asked. But the weird eyed man didn't reply, he propelled us forward to the front where some other women were standing.                         

"All of you women stand in a straight line," Said a red skinned lanky, looking man. He was grinning, rubbing his beard like someone who just pocketed some cashpot winnings.

He did not have our best interests at heart by the looks of him, I didn't know what was going on but this seems like an hostile take over or a kidnapping. Why were they pointing guns on some of us?

  Looking around I did not see any of our (JDF) Jamaica Defense Force  soldiers that were here with us, they were no where to be seen, not even one. I was a little scared but complied with these obviously foreign soldiers.

   We were ordered to walk in a line,  heading away from the camp, in the direction towards where they say the river was located. I've never been to these parts of the island even though I was born and raised here.

"You and you continue walking" the same lanky man was referring to me and Annette, I had stepped out of the line pulling Annette with me.

We join back cutting between two teenagers, I was already feeling bad about this and didn't want to draw any attention to our children left in the campervan.                                  

     I looked to my left and saw one of the majors of the camp being pinned to the ground by a heavy booted foot. My eyes trailed up connecting with a pair of steely eyes, belonging to one of the tall trapting man.

I clutched the towel tightly looking away quickly, the damn man was staring right back at me. His very angry look made me shiver, Lord what is this?

    I was very nervous keeping my eyes on anything else but the direction he was in, tough luck for me because I could feel his eyes burning into me.

   Something was definitely wrong why did they have that JDF general pinned to the ground? who the fuck were these men? they were dressed mainly in dark clothing but nothing showed if they were law enforcements.

I was afraid and worried for my daughter because we were some distance from where the campervan was parked, worried because I have no idea what was going on and no one was saying anything and this does not look positive at all.

  The man that had the soldier pinned down a few minutes ago, took off with two others in one of the army vehicles. The lanky foreign man, direct us to walk through a trail in the bushes.
 

  Something was definately off, why were we being led through the bushes, I looked around for ways to escape.

  When the JDF soldiers came to ask for look outs, this was not the way how they handled matters and this could never be right if they were holding the soldiers here captives.

  We have been walking for quite a while now, something I haven't done in a long while. There were a lot of taxis, buses and other transportations to travel to where you were going.

  My feet were already sore from walking, I was sweaty and needed to relieve myself. I was feeling a bit of a cramp, because I had been holding my urine for a while now.

  I turned around observing the others, surprisingly we were turn in a different direction from the river, I didn't realize, however it seems we were going towards some sort of camp.

  They were banana trees as far as the eyes could see on both sides of the dirt road we were walking on. Some tents were seen up ahead in what appears to be a small clearing.

   It was hard to keep focus, my mind kept wandering to my daughter, what if something  happened to her? what am I going to do? How am I going to get back to her? I need to keep focus, I started to say to myself, I was hungry and my stomach kept rumbling. But all was really on my mind was figuring out a way to get back to my little girl.

  Finally stopping in the clearing, of what seems to be some kind of pasture the foreign men begin to direct us, in a direction leading off to what looks like a small barn.

  Some other small tents were scattered around and a big one off to the side.
 

  The time was getting dark, the last ray of the sunlight was ebbing. Two foreign men sitting off to one side was staring surprisingly at us. 

  The lanky man whose name is Rye, signal to the onlookers and they came forward taking the weapons and bullet proof vests he handed over

   Me, Annette and a few other women in and around our age group began to speak quietly among ourselves, we were stopped and told to walk by the lanky man named Rye, who walked behind us with a few more men.

  Two out of the men that had been walking with us started pushing us to go in a direction where I could only glimps torches, the occasional flash of a flashlight turning on then off quickly ahead of us to save the batteries endurance more or less.

   Things have gotten so bad starting when the gas lines that distributed into our ports, were disconnected and gas prices jumped sky high.

  It wasn't our island alone that had been affected this way, news reports spoke of quite a number of other places that had been affected as well.

     I have only the flashlight on my phone that I keep at the bedside in case I had to jump up during the night, I have been hiding and charging it because Annette and her daughters weren't staying with us.

  The less she knows the better for both of us, no one can be trusted in this time, I've learned that the hard way, nearly losing my life in the process.

  Light sprung from a doorway in the dark, has it was suddenly open by if my guess is correct that man that was standing right by it. We went in has we were told. Shit! What a lot of men.

   Glancing around I spotted the very serious looking man from earlier, he was sitting off to one side loooking bored but serious.

  He he was damn good looking, though I didn't want to admit that, even by him sitting down, one could only agree that he was tall and muscular.

   I looked away from him not wanting  him to catch me looking at him again and these men looked to have evil intent towards us.

  Why were we the only women taken? No men nor belongings were taken either, they weren't robbers, what they were pointed at professional kidnappers.

   It seems they use this building for a lunch room or meetings, it had a few  tables and benches. "The bathroom is over thier, for all those who wants to freshen up." The man with a big belly spoke, pointing his finger to the other side of the room.

    I turn in the direction he had pointed the pee was at my clit, trying not to seem as if I was in any haste, I walked casually to where he had pointed.

  It was good to finally relieved myself, I felt in my sneakers for my small, sharp knife that had been rubbing my foot raw. I fixed it but try to keep it well hidden again.

   Saying a quick prayer for myself and my daughter, has I try hard to hold in the threatening tears. Only a fool wouldn't have any idea what these men were up to.

  We could not get a chance to speak to each other, I would love to hear what the other women had to say.

  Thinking wether I should hide this gun, in case they search us or not so far they had not. Neither did they bound us, one of the foreign men had roughly shaken one of the teenage girl that had been lagging behind, he had yelled at her to walk faster.

  I knew time was going and they will probably come and look for who is missing, that evil looking man name Rye had written down the number of us in a small pocket book.

   I didn't know wether I should hide the gun in here and come back to get it later, I do not know what's going to happen, I do not like how the men were looking at us, I know lust when I see it.

   I'm afraid for what might happen, "Come on now! What's taking the rest of you so long?" A man voice said.

  They all spoke with a spanish accent, my thoughts were rushing over each other and I decided to keep the gun with me come what may.

  Wrapping back the towel around me even though I was hot, I went out to join with the other women. Some of the men had apparently left but the serious looking one remained with a few others.

    I was the last one out, a bearded tall man was telling the group of us to come this way, Annette was in front of  a woman ahead of me, they were eight of us here.

  A slim brown girl by the name of Sheena was pulled roughly unto the lap of one of the man, the foreign men here weren't all the same race, some spoke spanish sometimes with deep accents and some spoke fluent English with an American accent.

  The man started fundling Sheena's breast, she squirmed and try to get away, but he held on to her, another one push his hand into her shorts she started to fend him off saying "no! no! hey wey u a do?"  we all stood thier shocked and scared.

  Three of the men including Mr. Serious that were thier, was not paying any attention or just ignoring what was going on.

  The man that was pushing his hand into Sheena's shorts cut her a hard slap across her face, telling her to "stop resisting," gasps and  murmuring began by the other women with me, Annette turned and looked at me.

  I thought her neck popped from the impact of the slap, she was holding her head and whimpering, it's as if she couldn't cry from the pain from the slap. It's a good thing I had peed because I knew I would have wet myself.

   The serious man barked after the men and they paused, "why don't you ask the women nicely and stop abusing them? Since you claimed they were sold to you?" He said looking at them disgustingly, "and take your fun elsewhere I don't condone rape." "You are always such a spoil sport Kemeil, piss off."

   I don't know which race the man that spoke belonged to, but he was light brown with a nice chiseled feature that could only be described as nothing less than good looking.

  But evil was behind his looks, I just knew it, a man came in and whispered in Mr. Serious's ear and he left with that man and the one that had been sitting beside him.

   Everyone here and that includes us watched them leave, "asshole," said Rye, "asshole like your papa" said one of the man walking out with Mr serious and wearing a tight smile.

  "Come suck my dick, you know I would fuck you right now man, you keep hitching up on that piece of trash Kemeil, where the fuck are you all from any way?" Rye said grinning cheekily.

   The man didn't answer him, he instead held up his middle finger to him, "you know if he's not fucking you all good you can let me do the job."

   The men who were here with Rye, began laughing and mocking the other men walking out with the serious man.

One of them stopped at the doorway, "I'm going to call the authorities, so you and your little punks better leave for the ship right now." He said to Rye.

  It seem Rye was the leader by how the men around him address and speak to him.

After the other man finally left he turned to us.

To be continued..



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