My eyes opened. Where was I?
I looked around and I saw Misuzu. She looked at me and smiled "Thank god you're fine, kid" she said a little worried but played cool.
I felt a pain in my head "Wh-What happened... Owww!" I said as Misuzu put something on my head, it was an ice pack.
I looked at her as she worried. She really did remind me of a mother, but why didn't the have kids? She could've had some.
"Misuzu?" That's it I'm gonna ask.
"Hm?" She said as she was patting the ice pack. Smoking her cigarette in the coroner of her mouth, it looked like it was about to fall.
"Why don't you have kids?" I asked. There was a pause, and she was hesitant to answer the question. In her head she looked at me and thought should I lie or tell?
"I do" she said sadly.
I slightly smiled, trying to play happy little kid "Really? Where are they? Are they older than me?" I smiled.
She smiled "No, she's maybe around your age or a little older then you"
"What was her name?" I said.
She looked down and again she was hesitant. As if she didn't wanna talk about it "If you don't wanna ta-"
"Her name was Na-"
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"Stop! No! Please stop!" I shouted in pain. The pain was hurting me down there. They would pull me and hurt me in ways I've never thought they would.
It was 5 of them that came in while I was in this dark hole. No sunlight. And I didn't even know what day it was. I don't even know how long I was there but it seemed forever.
They'd come in and do what they do. Torture me, rape me, and do what every bastard does. I asked them why and it was the same answer "He'll pay"
I laid there on the ground. Which flashed back when I was 14. It was cold, damp, and dirty.
The depression and trauma I was going through was never forgivable or forgettable. I cried thinking about Yasu, Naoki, Ren, Nana, Hachi, Nobu... I wanted to see them.
I needed to see someone.... I was alone....
Maybe they'll never find me and I'll be here forever. With these fucking asses.
I had to escape or I would-
"Hey little bitch?" One man said, old, fat, sweaty.
I didn't answer. I looked down with my hair never washed and dirty since the taking. I wanted to cry again.
"You know what they do with little bitches who don't know there place?"
No answer. He seemed to make angry sound and called one of his friends "Aye man, bring it.... here's a little mark of your masters"
Pieces of perverted shits.
3 men came down. One of them was holding iron that was hot at the end. They were branding me.
I ran to the end of the locked cell "No! You can't do this! No! I'll do anything! Please don't!" I shouted.
He smiled along with the 3 men. He opened the cell and grabbed me "Don't make it hard. Just do it like a good girl you are"
I shouted more, trying to wiggle myself out as they pinned me to the ground.
"PLEASE DONT! PLEASE!" I screamed.
"No, he'll pay" he said with a smile.
The noise of my skin burning behind my left shoulder. I screamed in pain and got unconscious. I felt my body get undressed after. It was happening again.
I prayed. I prayed and prayed to god to help me.
I fell asleep. Making my time go off. Not knowing what time or day it was.
I couldn't know.
I laid there in pain. Worthless. Hopeless. Failing asleep again. That's all I did. Sleep.
I heard a noise come from upstairs. Running and walking. Like a lot of people walking. And a I heard a gun fire.
I got scared and ran to the corner and tried maybe hiding in the shadows.
"Hello?!"
Some lights were shining from above. I didn't answer cause I was scared.
"Hello! Anyone out there?"
Still couldn't see who it was so I stayed quiet. The footsteps came down. I saw a hat, cuffs, a badge.
A cop!
"Sir! Please! I'm right here! Please help me! Please!" I shouted.
"Oh my god!" He got his walkie talkie "We have a women here she looks scared and hurt, call paramedics the address is..."
My head became numb not hearing anything. I couldn't believe it. I'm out. It was a dream. It had to be.
They got me out. Police and paramedic asking me questions.
"Ma'am do you remember your name?"
"Kusaki...."
She looked at me for a second. She walked away fast to someone and they both looked shocked.
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"What was her name? "
"My daughters name was Nana...."
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Live it (A NANA Fanfiction)
FanfictionKusaki Greyven is an 18 year old, guitarist in a band called "Black Stones" or "BLAST" She loved it, She lived through this rock and roll life. This is her story