Round One : Survived
Round Two: Survived 2
She was typing the last part of her interview report about the teenager who survived a human trafficking, when an incident came back to her mind.
"I was a victim too."
She said to herself.
Closing her eyes, everything that had happened when she was at the same age of the girl flowed to her mind.
It was her boyfriend then who intentionally wanted to deliver her to human trafficking for prostitution. She did not know that he was part of the trafficking by posing himself as a prospective lover to young women looking for a boyfriend to show off with their friends.
He was a nice looking, charming and romantic guy. He made it a point that any wishful dreams of young girls dreaming for a prince charming would find them in him. And he did it without much effort. Besides, all expenses paid by the organization. She was one of the many that fell for him.
Remembering those, she still feel stupid.
Unfortunately for him, his father was a journalist himself and even a detective.
"Be careful, my sweetie, with your acquaintances."
Her father reminded her almost every day. He noticed his father's strongest interest when she started to talk about her boyfriend. She would not want to remember him, not even his name.
The writer stopped on what he was writing.
"Well then, Pen, we would not have a name for the boyfriend."
He looked at his pen and talked to it. Then continued writing his story.
"Don't worry Dad, I will get you up to date. I never told him you knew about him."
She trusted her father and her father knew it when she told him those words of assurances.
Later on, she did not realize that she became her father's bait to the bad guys. When she found out, she got upset with her father and she almost gave herself away as a willing victim.
The day she was about to be handed to the organization of the human trafficking, she was riding in her boyfriend's motorcycle. They were running fast as they were being pursued by her father in his own motorcycle. They slided as they turned a street corner where a woman from a residence threw water with soap to clean a closed street for any vehicle as there was a road sign of construction undergoing. Her boyfriend ignored it and went in.
From that accident she almost lost her life. She was in a coma for a month as her head suffered injuries. The boyfriend was able to escape death as he left her after she was flown to the air by the impact. Both were wearing a helmet, but she lost balance and her boyfriend got back to his feet quickly.
Once again she covered her face crying hard every time she remembered about her father.
"He died because of me."
She blamed herself.
Her father became more decided than ever to learn about human trafficking and searched earnestly for that boyfriend until it costed him his life. The boyfriend was found and sentenced, but the organization still exists.
She would have wanted to die when she woke up from the coma, but her mother and brothers guarded her day and night till she left the hospital.
Gradually, with medical, psychological and spiritual help she had been able to reestablish herself and live a new life.
"I will die doing this father, I promise."
She wiped her tears and went back to her work.
The writer stopped since he felt the pen getting zigzag with its writing. He looked at it as if trying to read it. A question came to his mind.
"What does she mean?"
The writer smiled and put down the pen.
"The woman reporter wanted to continue with his father's journalism work and maybe investigations."
He responded. Then as if having a crazy vision, he imagined the pen putting itself back to the pen holder. Without him knowing it, it did! Something he did not see as he already rested his head to his chairs headrest.
(c) bbayonito20/bethbciar
