He looks at me confused.

I repeat.

Sara: „JAKE, RUN!"

He looks at the car and immediately understands what I mean. He gets up and runs away without loosing any second.

Now I'm sitting here and wait.

The door of the car gets open.

I wince... I can feel how my eyes are filling with tears.

My brother gets out of the car.

I think I'm getting a panick attack, because my heart is bumping faster and I can't breathe.

He stamps towards me.

I'm dead.

I put my hands in front of my face.

Sara:,,Cem.. C-cem please.."

Without saying anything, he grabs me by my arm and drags me to the car.

Sara:,,Cem... Cem, it's not how it looked like, it was not like that."

He lets go. I slowly get up and look at him anxiously.

Sara:,,Abi(Brother) I--"

He cuts me off by punching me with his fist.

I start screaming because of the pain, but my brother puts his hand on my mouth to shut me up.

And then he slaps me. He slapped me so hard that I bumped against the car.

Cem:,,Wait until we're home!"

He pushes me and I fall to the ground.

I'm bleeding on my lips and my eye, I can't handle the pain that I'm suffering right now.

He grabs me by my arm again and opens the back door of our car.

:„Hi Sara."

I open my eyes wide.

I immediately recognize the voice. I look shocked down and see Ali. I look at Cem but he is only grinning at me. At this moment Ali grabs my arm and drags me into the car.

Why is he with my brother?

Sara:„Let go of me!"

He ignored what I said and asks me a question, while putting his hand on my cheek.

Ali:„Who was that boy you left me for?"

I'm definitely not going to tell him who that boy was.

I say nothing and look away.

Mt brother gets into the car and looks at me through the rearview mirror.

Cem:„He asked you something!"

I ignore it.

Why is this happening to me?

A tear is rolling down my cheek, I immediately wipe it away.

Ali:„Don't worry brother. We're going to find out who he is. Just start driving."

I look at him angry. His hand is still on my cheek.

Sara:,,You're going to find out nothing! You piece of shit."

He looks at me with no emotion und slaps me.

I scream for a moment because of the pain.

Ali:„Watch your language."

I give my brother a confused look.

Sara:„Abi?(Brother?)"

I hope he is going to say something to him.

Cem:„Ali don't slap her so hard."

Oh my god, he can't be serious right now. That my family treats me like this is terrible enough. But that other people treat me like this is... is not... I don't know what to say, because it's more than horrible...

Ali:„Oh, I'm sorry Abi(Brother)."

While he is strapping me, he is whispering something in my ear:,,I told you, you are going to be mine!"

I start crying. I can't take it anymore.

I'm going to be crazy.

*

We drive Ali home. Both get out of the car and give each other a hug.

What the....? Since when do they know each other so well?

Ali:„I'll see ya tomorrow Abi(Brother)."

Cem nods and they shake their hands brotherly.

Cem gets in the car and starts driving.

He is driving us home. This whole situation is going to escalate at home. I'm done. If Cem tells my dad that he caught me with Jake, then I'm going to die. My dad is going to kill me.

Cem watches me through the rearview mirror.

Cem:„You have now the chance to tell me who that boy was."

I don't care, if he gives me a chance or not. I'm never going to tell them that it was Jake. Because if I do, then they'll search for him and.... that'll not end good

I look out the window.

Sara:„He is an idiot, he thinks he can get everything he wants. He is disgusting, ruthlessly and spoiled."

Cem:„And who is HE?"

Sara:„Ali."

He punches against his steering wheel and screams.

Cem:„I DON'T MEAN ALI! I MEAN THAT BASTARD WHO YOU WERE CUDDLING  WITH ON THE BEACH!"

I give him an angry look.

Sara:„I'M NOT GOING TO TELL YOU WHO HE IS!"

I'm immediately quiet... Oh my god... I-I raised my voice against him. He... Shit.

Cem:„And you shouldn't have said that!"

Sara:„Abi(Brother) please.."

Cem:„Shut your mouth!"

*
*

We arrived home. He opens the door and grabs my arm. Then he drags me out of the car and walks towards the door.

He opens the door and pushes me inside the house.

Please I don't want to be in here.

Please...

My mom immediately comes to us.

She gives me a disgusted look.

Mom:„Where were you and how do you look? "

Before I can answer her, my brother does.

Cem:„She was on the beach with a boy. I caught her because of that good boy Ali."

My dad heard him and immediately stamps towards me. 

Shit.

Oh my god.

I put my hands in front my face and start crying. He is going to kill me.

I can see Cem grinning and watching us.

Dad:„YOU CAUGHT HER WITH WHO?"

Sara:,,Dad... Dad I-"

He slaps me on the face, so I bumped against the wall and fell to the ground. Then he kicks me and scream while doing it.

Sara: „YOU HONORLESS BITCH!!! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU! HOW CAN YOU DARE TO DO THAT TO OUR HONOR?"

I can't breathe because of his kicks. Those pains that are going trough my whole body are unbearable.

I try to avoid his kicks, but I can't.

He won't stop, I try to save myself with my arms.

Sara:„Dad please. Stop... please."

My mother stops my dad. My brother grabs me by my arm and takes me into my room.

Cem:„That was not everything!"

What else you want to do to me? You want to kill me?

You know what?
You can do it.

He pushes me on my bed and gets out of the room.

Before he locks the door, turned around for a last time.

Cem:„You are not going to school tomorrow!"

But he can't do that!

Sara:„What? Cem please, Abi(Brother) I I have to go to school."

I walk towards him. But before I reached him, he immediately walks away and locks the door.

I start crying and knocking against the door.

Sara:„Please open the door. You can't lock me in. Please... Please... Please..."

They can't do that.

I can hear my dad how he is asking my brother a question:,,Who is Ali?"

Cem:„Come with me I'll tell you."

And then I hear them going down the steps.

I don't want to be he anymore. Can't they understand it?

My life is fucked up... I just want to go.

That what they did to me earlier is harmless compared to that what they usually do to me.

Why are they doing that? They didn't even give me a chance to explain.

Everyday I get humiliation and beating... How am I going to stand this? How

I can't take it anymore.

I lied on my bed and fell asleep.

Next day

Cem opens the door. I wince and open my eyes immediately.

Cem:„Get up."

I get up and go to the bathroom to take a shower real quick.

While showering I can see all the bruises and scratches on my body. The blood on my lips is dry. It doesn't hurt anymore.

They are doing this to me every day.

And there is not even a reason. But even if there was one, they can't do that to their child!

I close my eyes and let the water touch my body.

For a short moment, I'm forgetting how my life is.

*

After my shower, I dress myself. I'm wearing a black pants and a white hoodie, with a black hijab and my white chucks.

Cems POV.

Dad:„It's all your fault! You didn't raise her well!"

Mom:„What? She is not only my daughter, she is yours as well."

Dad:„ It was a big mistake to come to this country..."

My parents are discussing about Sara right now. I think it's not the fault of my parents. They are trying to teach her how to behave right. But she doesn't.

Cem:„It's not our fault. She has to know how to behave right."

My mom nods.

Mom:„Yeah you're right, she is a grownup girl. She is old enough. I think the best is...

She thinks a while and then looks at my dad, who finishes her sentence.

Dad:„When we get her married and then we are going to send her and her husband back to Turkey."

That's a good idea. She has to go.

Cem:„Yes, that's the best. I already have someone who would match perfect to her."

He is the only one I can imagine with her. She is going to accept him, she doesn't have a choice.

Otherwise I have to make her accept him.

Mom:„But she shouldn't get to know it, God knows what she'll do that could harm our honor."

She is right. Sara shouldn't know anything about this conversation.

My dad puts his hand on my shoulder.

Dad:„My son, you have to contact the family of the boy. They have to come as soon as possible, so we can get them married."

She has to go.

That bitch.

Sara:„Okay dad."

We can hear footsteps.

Mom:„Okay, shhh she is coming."

End of POV.

•back to Sara•

I walk into the kitchen and see my family sitting on the table and talking. I wish I could disappear into the ground. To see those faces is a torture for me. It's tough to know that the people you call your family doesn't love you like they're supposed to do.

I take a seat, and suddenly they stop talking. No one says a word.

We are eating.

They just exchange looks and then look at me

They're planning something!!?