jueves, 2 de septiembre de 2010

"I know it's wrong, let's keep it a secret"

She woke up freezing in a bed that wasn't hers. Her tongue tastes blood and semen in her bruised lips.
Tries to move but both hands ands legs were tied up. Her eyes are blurry, she wants to scream but her voice was stolen... -Just lie there, like garbage, noone can help you, don't make it harder...- they kept repeating, as they grab a gun and point her in the forehead, as tears fell from her eyes, silently...
"Don't move, you only make it more painful" they kept repeating, as they raped her helpless body over and over. They hit her head until she fell asleep, unconcious.
That way they kept her quiet.

It's been almost 3 hours now and there she lies, hoping she was just dreaming.
But once again, she woke up freezing in a bed that wasn't hers.
This time she only tasted blood , her lips are swollen. She opened her eyes and looked around. She was alone now. She heard footsteps outside. Tried to fake it but they already know she's awake.
Tried to scream but her voice was stolen, her eyes are glassy, but this time she's ready, she'll stay still and make it easier, maybe that way they let her go...

"You seem to enjoy it, you quit struggling, let's do it harder then, I bet you'll like it" they said.
And ripped off her wounded body again. Over and over...
Tears fall from her eyes silent as the moon rises. Not a sound.

She wants to give up...

It's all dark, as dark as it was when she arrived there. She is being released but as she wakes up, she's pushed against a wall and grabbed by her streghtless arms.
"Get out of here bitch, you're worth nothing. Get your stuff and fade away forever" And they laughed.

Couln't cry, couldn't laugh, couldn't smile, couldn't shout.
But she could go... or so she thought.

"Let's give her a goodbye present, something to remeber us". As they laughed they hit her, over and over. They pulled her inside an old car and drove away from the place that will haunt her forever in her sleep. They left her where they found her. In that dark corner, away from any kind eyes that would see her when she was dragged and pushed into that old car...

She now walks back home, alone at 1.28 am, hoping she would wake up the next day and find out it was just a horrible nightmare...

Can I wake up now?

Please... I wanna wake up...

Please...

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