Escapism

BACK STORY III

First person pov:

I stared back at the man. "Now", he continued. "You may not know me, but I know everything about you. I am Alex Saxley, your uncle." I glared at him in confusion. Uncle? That was weird. My parents never told me I had any relatives.
"Now my brother may never have mentioned me to you because of the things they did to me." he said like he read my mind, "Horrible people, the pair of them. I am here to take my revenge. I will make your life miserable and then kill you. Just like I killed your parents."
I shut my eyes as tears streamed down my face. Mum and Dad, taken away from me. "Why didn't you just let me die in the fire?", I asked Alex in a whisper. "How can I?", he smirked at me as he paced the room. "My beautiful niece", he said as he laid emphasis on the beautiful, "how can I kill someone with such a beautiful body, and let the work of the God's go to waste? No, my dear, I crave for your beautiful body . I found you unconscious but untouched by the fire and I knew the good gods spared you for me." he said with a disgusting smile as he walked over to me, knelt down and grabbed my thighs. My eyes flew open and I started crying out loud. "Why would you do this to me?", I screamed at him, while trying to get his hands off me. "I'm your niece, your own blood!". He pushed me back down and unbuckled his belt. I shut my eyes and screamed some more. "Everybody can hear you, dear. But no one will save you," he said as he yanked my legs apart. I kicked and scratched and pulled with all the strength left in me but he was strong. Too strong. Then I gave up.

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I woke up back in the room with the girls. I felt empty. My body was in pains and the place between my legs hurt like never before, but the pain I felt within me was far more. It felt like my soul had been torn in two. I was too miserable to cry cause crying won't heal the scar of being raped by your own uncle every memory was engraved in my body soul and mind I felt I was reliving it . I just lay on the bed. Many days passed by but I was still in this state. I did not care about anything going on around me. Throughout this time, the other girls in the room tried to speak to me and even brought me food but I lay there weak and dazed with my eyes open, never asleep, never awake.
One day, a big girl who never tried to speak to me came up to my side and shook me violently. I stared at her. "Now girl, if you don't fix yourself and put your life together, you're gonna kill yourself before they kill you. I've been here long enough to see all the girls who came here with me die in their beds. But you know what I did? We, the rest girls here, did? We fought. We're still fighting everyday. One day, we'll get out of here. So live.", she said and she walked away. She was the same girl from my bunk that spoke to me the first day.
For the first time in days, I sat up. The girls gave me some food they had saved up from the previous day. I ate. I washed myself and changed my clothes. I was determined not to die. I would fight and get my revenge on my uncle. I started living again with the determination.
I began to interact with the girls. I learned that the big girl was angel, and she had been in the ship longer than any of us. I was the youngest. I was told what happened on the ship. Everyday, three girls were taken out of our room to the sailors quarters, where they were raped and assaulted by the men. It was a horrible experience. They told me that angel had offered to take my place throughout the time I had been in the bed. I would forever be grateful to her. Unfortunately, the shipmen had figured out what was going on and eventually I was taken.
It was horrible. For the next three years, I was used by the men to fulfill their pleasures. Then one day, a storm came.
I was lying on my bed after one of the excruciating events. It had been a very cloudy day and now a storm had come. The other girls were in their beds, too. The ship was swaying lightly and I was dozing when I heard a thunderclap so loud right above me. I sat up and looked around. All the girls had sat up and we were all looking at each other in shock.
Suddenly the ship jerked sharply to the right. The world turned around. Everything came crashing to the right. Girls tumbled out of their beds and belongings were scattered everywhere. There were shouts above and strict commands from the captain. The ship began rocking wildly. We were flung about our rooms and crashed into each other. A girl screamed out in pain over the noise. Then there was a loud crash. The ship roared in the storm and tilted to the left. "We've hit a rock!", people yelled above us. "Save yourselves!" Some more people shouted. I was struck with horror. I would die a worse death than my parents. A death by water . Suddenly our now sideways door swung open and salty water rushed in. "Swim girls!", I heard angel say, "Swim! We are free again." I swam like never before. We swam towards the deck as the water pulled us and the ship deeper and deeper into the water. I swam for my life. Soon I had swam away from the ship. By some miraculous fate, we had been saved. I looked around floating in the water and rain as the thunder boomed and lightning flashed around me. I cried. I was free. I swam towards the shore. The ship had crashed against the rocky shores of some place and we had been rescued. We swam for shore and we were saved by a group of natives on the rocky beach.

Hey guys 😅 I don't even know what to say just read the book damn it 🤣 really making me lose motivation in writing this book