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Options

I have no other option.

"NO! YOU'RE GONNA SIT HERE AND DO IT!"

Stop it...

I just asked for help.

I can't do it if you don't tell me how.

I hate it! I HATE IT!

STOP IT! STOP IT!

It's dark fate...

"JUST PULL THE TRIGGER!"

I can't do it. I can't kill him.

He pushes me to the side and stabs him. Puts him out of his misery.

"Useless girl! Why did he force us to bring YOU!" He snarled.

I sniffed, holding back tears.

"THIS IS WAR! YOU CAN'T HAVE MERCY!" He yelled.

He stared at me and smiled, "the only thing you girls are good for..."

He turned around, "you can have her boys, rip her apart"

Abused.
Violated.
Indescribable horror. It was the least bit pleasurable, it hurt.

Options.

I was never a god send.

"Hold still, you're going to die"

They STOLE it from me. With brute force.

I'm going to die! I want to die!

I'll do it myself.

I can't live in a world with all these crimes. All this torture and pain.

For what?
For pleasure.