Chapter 10: Lost

Chapter 10: lost

Jason had a thing about physical abuse but something about Naya's story made him cringe inside. He looked at her and she smiled weakly at him but part of him felt alienated. Jason couldn't see the Naya he knew as a scared young woman in an abusive relationship, she was always so strong and in control. But Jason knew from experience that people turn cold to protect themselves. He turned into an unfeeling being as a defense mechanism to protect himself against his father's brutality and his mother's manipulations.

He moved closer to her and squeezed her hand reassuringly; he understood perfectly the sinking feeling that came with helplessness and Jason would pay good money to hear it was the last encounter Naya had with Kane but something about the look in Naya's eyes told him otherwise and there was also the fact that she referred to him as her husband.

He was still angry that she lied to him but now, he could find a space in his stone cold heart to muster some pity for the woman she once was.

Naya pulled her hands away from him and folded them neatly under her armpit in an akimbo. She stood up from the table she sat with Jason and went close to the book shelf. She picked an advanced physics textbook and flipped through it. As she scanned the book with her eyes, her mind wandered to when she was nineteen few weeks after Kane punched her in the stomach.

Suddenly she was at ease and even her respiration calmed. It was the only way she could go through with telling the rest of the story to Jason. Somehow being detached from everything that went horribly wrong in her was the only way she could cope. She appeared to be a stranger looking into a different woman's mistakes and pain. It was just like telling a story of what happened to an innocent naïve girl six years ago and she was just there for the ride. It didn't happen to her.

"You went back to him after he hurt you, didn't you?" Jason asked calmly

"The girl didn't know any better" she said loud enough for Jason to hear.

"The girl?" Jason was at a complete loss. His forehead furrowed into an agonizing frown.

Naya turned to face him; she was persistent in her expression. The expression that said she knew what she said.

"She was just a child, you can't blame her. She didn't know any better" Naya's voice was accusatory.

She felt Jason's question was a way of passing judgment to the young girl she once was. Her breathing was calm but her eyes contained a hint of anger directed at the only person in the little library.

Jason knew she was triggered and was not in the right frame of mind. When he asked the question it was not meant to be judgmental, it was just a way to urge her to continue with her story.

"Hey…hey, I wasn't judging her. Naya, I wasn't judging you either too. I just wanted to know what happened next" Jason moved closer and touched her arm gently as he spoke.

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Naya quieted down after he spoke to her. She sat on the table again and continued talking.

"After the incident, I stayed away from Kane. I found an apartment closer to school and moved out of his apartment. Things at school were going great and I was really doing okay. Then, one day, my father's lawyer called to say he had located a relative of mine. My father's aunt and I don't think I have ever been happier to meet a distant relative" Naya smiled sadly.

"Did you get to meet her then?" Jason asked her

"Well…"

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SIX YEARS AGO.

Naya's bag was neatly packed with few essentials and clothes. She was going to spend some time in Colorado with her great-aunt; she should at least have clean clothes to get her through the week. As an afterthought, she packed the album that contained the fun memories she had of her parents and childhood, maybe her great-aunt Rachael would like to reminisce on some old photos of her favorite nephew.

Naya's eyes went to the trash bin by the window, where she had dumped the beautiful roses Kane had sent to her with a handwritten note. Every day for the past week he had sent her flowers and sent emails about how terribly he feels for hurting her and he consistently begged for her to come back home to him.

Most of the flowers ended up in the trash bin while the rest she gave to the homeless woman around the corner from her apartment. She wished he would just stop trying to win her back since she wasn't stupid enough to believe he would never hit her again.

Twice Kane showed up on her doorstep uninvited and she had threatened to call the cops if he didn't leave her alone. Two days ago, he left a text that he was going to be a cop and Naya even though was strangely genuinely happy for him, did not reply the text.

A soft knock on the door made her pick up her phone. If it was Kane again she was definitely calling the cops since there was a thin line between an ex trying to win her back and a psycho stalker. She clutched the phone as she opened the door but it wasn't Kane. It was her father's lawyer.

"Mr. Rogers! Did I forget we have an appointment?" Naya asked with an astonished appearance.

"Cee-Cee, can I come inside?" Mr. Rogers was unusually quiet.

Naya's father and Mr. Kyle Rogers went to the same school and over the years they became friends and subsequently their family lawyer. When her parents died, Kyle was charged with the welfare of their only child till she was twenty-one.. His job included making sound decision concerning the hefty sum of money Naya's parents left for her until the age stipulated in her father's will.

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