Don't Listen to Your Heart

The Rapists' Mortal Tramp

5am, I'm finally ready to come back to my dorm.

I bet Rocky will have a lot of questions for me to answer.

I slowly walk the same old street towards my College dorms.

I quickly go down on my knees and fix my shoes' laces as I feel strong arms grabbing me and pulling me in a big white van.

I try to scream but a man covers my mouth and bends me, pushing me at the end of the van.

Two men are staring down at me. They both have a black balaclava and a weapons. One of them holds a knife and the other one a gun.

I nervously move trying to let my tied hands free.

One of them looks at me with an evil look, grabs a bat and hit me.

All I see is now darkness, blurry empty darkness.

***

I slowly open my eyes and hold my head.

My blurry vision starts becoming clear now.

I'm in a kind of old abandoned garage or something.

"The sleeping beauty finally woke up" one of the men says with a creepy voice, I freeze.

"So, Sasha.." the other one starts as I get thousands of cold shivers at the sound of my name,

"Can you tell us where John is"

I look at them with a sassy look.

How can I even reply with a bend on my mouth?

I've been raped by two geniouses, yay.

"Right" he says pulling the bend away from my mouth with strenght,

"WHAT THE HELL" I yell.

"Just tell us where John is and maybe we'll let you go" he says coming closer.

I take a careful look at him.

He has strong arms, big hands and blue eyes.

"When did you decide you wanted to become a criminal, GRANT" I say as he soon freezes and stares at me in shock.

"Man, how does he know-"

"SHUT UP" he yells.

"Yeah. Shut up, JEFF" I say with a smirk as they both stare at me.

"Oh, guys, c'mon. The only John I know is my uncle, and the only people who would look for him are his two best friends: Jeff and Grant. That, casually, look like you two" I say with the calmest tone possible.