Black Mirrors

chapter 1- Broken

The cold air that came in from the window woke her up.Her eyes opened slowly,the light pierced through the darkness and she squeezed her eyes shut with force,where had the light come from?,she wondered to her self,I turned off all of the lights before I went to bed,even my night lamp was off, her brain made a mental note as she remembered her night lamp. Suddenly saw flashes of.. Of what,she wondered, she squeezed her eyes harder. It all seemed too fast and unreal and then she remembered. HIM!!!..
She snapped her eyes open and she tried to get up,her body hurt all over,she felt sore,even her head was hurting. She saw him sleeping just opposite her bed,right by the window on the couch where she usually wrote her diary, he slept off in a sitting position,his long legs stretched out on the couch,his back rested on the arm rest,his head rested on the wall just below the big framed picture by her bed stand, his hands rested on his laps.

He was shirtless and if she wasn't disgusted by his sight at that moment she might have considered the sight of him deliciously beautiful.

He had his face to the window so she couldn't see his face,she saw the slow and steady rise and fall of his built and structured chest,indicating he was in a deep sleep,he looked helpless and she hated him beyond words. She diverted her attention back to her self,she realized she was naked her tank top looked torn on the floor and she couldn't find her shorts from the position where she sat on the bed, she knew she had been raped.

She wanted to cry,but the tears just wouldn't come,only anger sufficed ,the man opposite her repulsed her,she felt sick. She picked up the duvet on the ground and wrapped it around her body,she walked towards the rapist. She was in severe pains. What the hell did he do to me?, She thought and caught sight of the shiny object that caught her attention hours earlier on her bed stand, she carefully and quietly limped to the bed stand,she picked up the gun tracing circles absent mindedly on it. She cocked the gun with utmost determination, Charles taught me how to do this she thought me how to do this, he taught me a lot about guns she thought, but why wasn't he here to protect me last night?. She waved her thoughts aside,took in a deep breath and unforgivingly fired the first shot at his heart,after the first shot,she fired as many as she could as his body jerked rythimically as the bullets pierced his beautiful skin, she couldn't hold it in any more, she threw up. She limped to her closet and threw on new undies,she wore her black slacks and a sweat shirt.

She couldn't find her cell phone,so she glanced at the other side of the wall where the clock hung, it was 4:39 am. Who the fuck could have gained access into the house she thought,only some one with an easy access could get past the alarm system. Who could this imbecile be?. She pondered, curiosity got the better of her.

She walked to the couch at the other end of the room where the rapist's lifeless body was slumped. She looked at the bloodied body for several minutes before summoning courage. She turned his face slowly and her heart broken into a tiny million pieces.