Queen

Aurora

"You don't need enemies, when you have a family full of them."

Whoever said this was right because unfortunately I have been living those words for years now. Constant abuse, hitting, and being raped by my own uncle and cousins.

I have been here in this basement for only God know how many years now. The memories have started fading, but the only thing I remember was my 12th birthday and my mom asking me to go with my uncle and next thing I knew was waking up in a cold basement.

Since I tried to run away twice, they broke my leg and kept me chained all the time. They only unchained me for having bath.

And just like every other day, my two cousins came down and unchained me. And pushed me into the bathroom for bathing. I did, with the cold water, I tried to have a bath enough to wash away the dirty smell off me. They had given me clothes, a small dress which reached mid-thighs.

Once I came out, my cousins were busy talking about something that they didn't realise I had taken a knife from the weapons wall earlier.

I knew if I wanted to do this I had to be quick. With my broken leg it was nearly impossible but I had to try.

I slowly went behind them and swiped the knife on both their neck making a sharp cut. They both looked back and held their bleeding necks.

One of them tried to alert the people, but I kicked him and threw him on the floor along with the other cousin. Once they were dead, I took one of their phones, whatever money was on them, their cards, and most importantly both their guns.

Despite the abuse, they had trained me to be an assassin. They took me along with them to kill people. I don't even know if they were innocent or not. If I didn't do as they said, I was left hungry and beaten till I was unconscious.

But that's a story for next time. Right now I had to get out. Thankfully there was a silencer on the gun. Once I was out of the basement, I realised there had to be cameras around. So I avoided the cameras as much as possible and reached the back door.

I got out of the big door and climbed the gate and jumped down, completely falling on the broken leg. A sharp pain shot up my leg. Ibit my lip hard to stop from yelling.

I dragged my broken leg and started going ahead. I don't know where I was going. I slowly came in a crowded place which seemed like a market. I saw some taxis and took one.

"Where'd you wana go love?" The old man asked.

"Umm, I don't know. Maybe somewhere I can find a place to live and food to eat." I told him and he looked at me as if I was some dirt and garbage.

"Where are you from?" He asked after a while.

"Italy." I said without thinking, bu5 the man suddenly applied brakes and asked me to get down and I did.

But then he left without a word leaving me abandoned. Was it so bad to be from Italy? I started dragging my leg again, when I heard some noises. Some familiar noises. My cousins and uncle.

So they found out I had ran again. But not only that, I had also killed my two cousins. If they catch me this time, death is certain for me.

I hid myself behind the garbage bin till they left. Once I realised that it was completely silent, I came out of my hiding only to find my uncle smiling evilly.

Fuck!! So they were waiting for me to come out. What do I do now? I turned around and started running, but I fell. I got up again and started running once more. I looked back they were reaching me soon.

I ran and ran and ran and then once again looked back, they had their guns out. I turned back only to hit a wall. But that wall was a bit soft. I looked up only to see a man looking down at me with dark eyes and no expression on his face.

I gripped onto his shirt and moved behind him.

"Please... Please save me. Please." I begged but he didn't say a word.

He looked over his shoulder at me, but I didn't dare look at him. He looked at my uncle and cousins.

"Hey man, give her to us and you can live. As it is you're outnumbered. You can also have fun with her if that's what you want." My uncle said and I gripped on his cold hand with both of my hands.

"Don't please. Don't give me to them. You can kill me instead. I'd die happily at your hands, but don't give me to them. Please, I beg you." I was almost crying now but he still wasn'r saying anything.

"Look, I am not from here. I'm from Italy and as much as I remember, it was my 12th birthday and my mom sent me away with that bastard. And next thing I know I was in a cold basement. I have been there for so long, I can't even remember. What year is it now?" I asked him and he looked at me with wide eyes.

"I know it's unbelievable, but please, I promise I won't lie and I will do anything, besides anything sexual. I can be a maid and do the cleaning, or even cook food. I can fight even I have been trained by them to kill. But only after my leg is cured. They broke my leg because I tried to run. And when I jumped off the gate today I fell on it. It's too painful but I can't even cry. Please I am begging you, don't give me to them." I begged him again.

Why wasn't he saying anything? Please say something. Please.

"No, she's not going with you. She's going back with me." He finally spoke and I let my head rest on his back trying to calm myself.

The intoxicating musk and woodsy scent on him was so calming.

"Thanks, my guardian angel." I whispered before my leg gave out and I blacked out.

Hoping that he won't betray me.