Fight or flight

Chapter four

It's been about a week since I got beaten up. I'm starving and exhausted and need to get out of this building. I have used this week to try and gather some strength back but it has just gotten worse. My sleep is almost non-existent and every time I stand up it feels like I'm gonna pass out. I have no clue why I have such a hard time sleeping lately but I have an idea.

That one time I dared to go to the public library I did research on the topic. Insomnia was the first result that came up. When I continued reading it said that it often was caused by a traumatic experience. That checks out.

I sigh and get up from the floor. My arms are still aching and my body is filled with blue marks. My stomach is covered in them from when they kicked me and it hurts to move and sometimes breathe. But I'm out of money so I have no other choice than to get back to work. I have already started taking some of the cash I have saved for the future but I can't keep doing that.

The sky is gray as I drag myself outside. I have to fight the tiredness away as I make my way to one of the smaller gangs. In this state do I have to be careful. I'm in no shape to fight so I have to go after something easy like stealing from a shop or something.

After I get to the gang's lair do my mind blur. I remember going in, getting an easy job and then leaving again. I will do it tomorrow. I decide that even before I get back to my place. Sleep is what I need right now. The sky is dark when I get back and the blackness surrounds me from all sides.

After a couple of minutes, I am able to see where I'm walking and quickly decide not to turn on any of the lights. I groan in pain as I fall down to the mattress wishing that I had something that was just a bit soft. I might as well just lay on the ground it wouldn't make a difference.

The footsteps reach me before my eyes catch a glance of the man. As quietly as I can do I get up and scan the dark room. From around a corner comes a man I don't know. In his hand I see a long black metal pipe.

My eyes widen as I see seven more come out from the shadows. How many do they need? A part of me finds it hilarious that they thought to bring that many people. That I would be so hard to beat.

Then I see one that makes my heart freeze. His slender body is way to recognizable and his eyes are filled with pure lust. I clench my knuckles looking around at the men now gathering me. When Yokiu sees the stead I'm in does he smile. He know that I want be a problem to take me down.

"Took us a long time to find you, but we finally got a hint." I laughs and a man comes from behind him. One that is in the gang I visited today. My body stiffens and I curse myself. Not only was I followed but I made myself too recognizable. They knew who I was and they used it. And they probably got a good deal out of it.

"I won't make this hard for you if you just decide to come with us. Shima can't wait to see you again." The words send shivers down my spine but I won't give up without a fight. I might lose but I'm not gonna lose my dignity. I straighten my back and look him directly in his eyes.

"Go to hell, bitch."

He only smiles and gestures to the man with the metal pipe. I start to move back as he gets closer and closer until he can swing the metal pipe. I avoid the first few hits till someone grabs me from behind and holds me tight. I try not to yelp in pain as he bends my arms in a way that they are not meant to.

I want to fight back, I have to, but there is no strength in my body. Everything flows out and leaves me an empty weak shell. I can only watch as the man lands a blow with the pipe.

I can't hold the scream that erupts from my lungs as he hits my shoulder hard enough so I can feel it fall out of place. The men around me laughs as another blow land in my stomach. I fall to the ground, the man having let go of me. Tears fall from my cheek to the dirty floor as I clench my shoulder.

"They had said so much about you, but you are still the same weak girl as you were two years ago." Yokiu comes over to me and kneels right in front of my face. He grabs my chin and forces me to look up. "I can't wait to use you till your break. I'm sure your brother won't have anything against it." He then hits me in the face so I fall to the ground half conscious.

I'm gonna die.

I wish that I would die.

But then all this would be for nothing.

Someone grabs me by my hair and starts dragging me over the floor. The pain blends in with everything else as I'm about to lose my consciousness. My head is throbbing and the only sound I can hear is the sound of my heart. Then something else chimes in. It takes me a few seconds to realize that it is their screams. My head drops to the ground and the pain takes new heights. Sound of fighting erupts around me and the whole ground is shaking.

The last thing I see before passing out are two newcomers. One has blonde and blue hair and the other has two long braids. Something in me tells me I know them. Something tells me that they are more dangerous. But there is also a part of me that says that it is gonna be alright now. That I now can go to the dark in peace.

And in the darkness I go...