Storm and Grace

Cement

Jen's POV

I laid on the cold cement, the tears silently rolling down my face. I had been raped. Again. By the same man.

I felt numbed. I wasn't angry. I wasn't devastated. I felt I no longer existed. All that matter was that this time, my life would end here. Alone. The only thing I was thankful for was that my family would be spared from all the pain. By the time they found out I went missing, I would no longer be here.

I was awakened by voices outside. I must have dozed off.

"Why the hell would I do that?" I heard Alex growl.

"She seemed different," I heard Antonio respond. "I should know. It happened to my—"

"I don't give a fuck," Alex responded. "Fine, bring it. We will need it."

And then there was silence.

I was locked in a small room. A room that seemed to be used for cleaning materials. There were a couple of mops, brooms. There was no bed, so I laid on the floor.

I licked my lips. I could taste my own tears.

Take me with you, please. I prayed.

I closed my eyes and tried to fall back asleep. I'm not sure if I succeeded because soon enough, I heard the door being unlocked.

"Get the fuck up," Alex growled.

I tried to adjust my eyes to the light coming from outside.

"Now," he growled again.

I began to get up but felt his arm pushing me up within seconds.

He dragged me to the corner of the room as he placed a bucket in front of me.

"You're gonna pee in here," he ordered.

"I don't need to go," I responded.

"I didn't ask you," he growled. "You have a minute. You will pee in there."

He pushed me forward and waited as he stood in front of me.

"I'll be damned if you pee anywhere in this room," he growled.

I slowly lifted my skirt and removed my panties and squatted on top of the bucket.

After what seemed like seconds, he grabbed me from the hand and pushed me aside.

"Do not pee in this room," he instructed. "If you do, I will make you lick your own urine."

He grabbed the bucket and left, locking me inside the room once more.

I sighed and sat down on the ground. I just wanted to sleep and never wake up.

Too weak to think and too weak to feel, I laid back down and quickly fell asleep.

I was awakened by the most painful throb in my stomach. When I woke up, Alex was standing in front of me, and he began to kick me. Repeatedly.

I yelled in pain. He was determined to really make me bleed. That much was clear. I tried to cover my stomach, my breasts, my chest, but he continued to kick me.

"Sir, please," I heard Antonio call out. "That's enough."

"Stay the fuck out of it," he growled.

He stopped kicking me as he began to pace around.

"You're right," he responded after a couple of seconds. "No need to waste my energy on this bitch. She'll be gone soon enough."

I laid on the floor, howling in pain.

Antonio's POV

I walked out with the boss and locked the door.

"Stay out here," he growled, walking away and leaving me there to guard the room.

I could hear Ms. Jennifer's sobs inside. Completing breaking my heart.

Crazy enough, I knew it. I had known it for a couple of days. She had that same look my... no.

Tears began to fall down my face. I knew about her past. How could someone so gentle and kind be going through this unimaginable pain?
And yet, she had no idea. No one did.

I closed my eyes and remembered my girlfriend's sobs. The pain on her face. It was happening again. And I couldn't allow this happen. Even if it cost me my own life.

I took out my phone and searched. Sean.

I took a deep breath and dialed.

To be continued....