Broken

Chapter 33 - rewritten

Lucia POV

I am so stupid, so clueless as to what had been happening. He moved me to this room that I have been stuck in for 2 weeks. Helpless. One of the words spinning around my head. I feel so helpless, I can't figure out a way to get out of this mess.

The only good thing that had happened was my period. Thank God I'm not pregnant with everything that's going on. But I don't think that will last long if he has anything to do with it; I think I know what his plans are, and I'm too weak to do anything about it. I've been starved. Beaten. Traumatised. These last couple weeks in an endless cycle of water, sleep, bleed, bruise, repeat.

The only thing that keeps me going is the thought of Andre. If this time has taught me anything it's how much I love and long for him. I feel like I am dying without his touch. Without his lips. I imagine this as a nightmare and that when I wake up his beautiful eyes will be piercing into mine smiling as the morning sun hits his face giving his skin a precious golden glow.

Unfortunately, reality always hits my brothers will probably be living their best lives and Andre would've moved on by now. That's what I want for them, it's what's best. I want them to move on because I've given up, I'm not getting out of here any time soon, so why should they waste time trying to get me.

*FLASHBACK 2 WEEKS EARLIER*

15 minutes went by and everyone had left me alone in that cell. My brain worked like cogs of a wheel, trying to figure out any way to get out of this hell. As thoughts whirl around my head, I hear a door rattling in the distance. Patiently I wait for what feels like hours. Until the iron door in front of me rattles and clangs.

As soon as the door opens my mouth fell open in shock. In the door way was the first person I ever trusted, why is he here?

"Asher..." the name escapes my confused mind, a barely audible whisper falling from my lips. The man steps forward only confirming my whisper. He smirks down at me as he takes two small strides towards me stopping as he is toe to toe with me.

"I must say I've never seen the bloodthirsty queen so helpless and confused. Bet you weren't expecting this." I look at the unrecognisable man in front of me. Questions overwhelm my head as I open my mouth hoping some words will fall out. Nothing does and Asher's deep chuckle fills the silence. "I have literally left you speechless."

A low snarl leaves my lips, "explain?" I glare into his eyes as anger takes over. He winks at me before licking his lips, causing surprise and disgust takes over my demeanour.

"It's simple really. You killed my father and your mother killed mine. Now I want you to be my wife, you will have my children and forget about your previous life." he looks down at me.

"And if I don't agree?" I question he looks dead into my eyes.

"I will fuck you mercilessly, get you pregnant and hold you here against your will punishing you until you die." I've never heard Asher talk like this; I never thought he could scoop so low punishing me for mine and my parents' actions.

I can't believe I fucked up his life, I killed his father. I don't even know who he was but I still killed him. I'm a monster that deserves this. I deserve to be punished and killed he is giving me a way out of death. Maybe this is what I have to do, maybe this will exempt me from eternal pain. And I accept.

"I'm sorry." I look at the floor shame fills me and a tear threaten to escape but now's not the time.

"Sorry," Asher growls, "your sorry. Is that all you've got? Don't you get it? This is your punishment. Your family ruined my life." I feel tears of shame fill my eyes and I blink them back. "Look at me when I'm talking to you." his sudden shouting makes me jump. The shock makes my eyes immediately shoot to his. Our eyes connect and I see his are filled with sadness and anger. I hate that I did this to him. I did this to the man I considered family, what could I do to my actual family?

"I accept my punishment." the words leave my mouth before I can think about them. His demeanour changes from brutal to shocked for a split second. He turns to the guards, motioning for them to leave. Once it's just us he leans down to me, I flinch slightly and close my eyes and wait for some type of pain but none comes. After a moment I open my eyes to see him with a raised eyebrow undoing one of the ropes.

A few moments pass and I rub my wrists where the ropes dug into my flesh. Asher doesn't spare me another look only walks out of the room and I hesitantly trail behind. We were in a beautiful mansion; I study the features of the house as Asher leads me to God knows where. We stop outside a room that has 2 men standing guard outside. The silence makes me nervous as we walk into the room it's dark with no windows. Bare containing little furniture just a bed and wardrobe in the corner. There's one door in the other corner and a wall light above the bed. Walking over to the bed I sit on the edge.

"I guess this is going to be my room for the next 30 years." I decide to break the silence. Asher stands in the corner staring at me for a moment before walking over to me. I stand up and look down at my feet.

"Well at least we know you're not pregnant... Yet." he says causing a confused look to take over my features. With his head he notions me to look at the white bed sheets. A crimson red blood stain replaces the spot I sat on. Embarrassment over takes my face, and I hear a laugh from behind me. Turning I see Asher with a hand over his face trying to hold in his laughter.

"what's funny?" I huff.

"The face of an embarrassed Lucia. In all the time I've known you, I've never seen you turn so red so fast." I groan and watch Asher calm down. "Well, there should be sanitary products in the bathroom and clothes in the wardrobe. You have a week to prepare yourself for my child." with that he walks out leaving me alone in the empty room.

*End of flashback*

The very next day punishment began. In the morning I get a bottle of water. Then I have to fight or be beaten until I pass out (I learnt that the hard way). After I'm allowed a shower. But after I've cleaned up, I get strapped to a metal table or strung on a wall and tortured endlessly for hours. Eventually my body gives up and I pass out again. I never know how I get back to my room I just wake up in there and the cycle repeats.

I haven't seen Asher since that day and I've finished my period. Why hasn't he come back? Not that I'm complaining. I am pulled out of my thoughts by the locks on the door creaking. My heart almost stops as the door swings open. This is the moment my world is to be destroyed. The moment I lose everything. The moment my life breaks completely. But I deserve this, this is my punishment. Because I am broken and, in the end, I destroy my surroundings engulfing everyone and everything with a broken chaos.