Abduction

Running for my life I didn't stop to worry about my bare feet nor naked legs. I was in an alley with a man chasing me. I didn't care about the broken glass making thousands of institutions into my bloody feet. I wasn't even aware that I wasn't wearing any pants and that my bruised body was exposed. My numb face was filled with black eyes and cuts from the sharp knife that pressed against my body. I still feel the sharp end stabbing my side. The cold hard punched they through at me when I was on the ground.

I'm lucky enough to have had the opportunity to run and never stop. They were to busy grabbing another girl. A 40 year old women came to my rescue even though she was now their next victim. I still remember the surprise on her face when she knock on the motel room 312 to find me on the bed with a strong muscular man over me with his hands around my neck. She didn't know what to do, all she could do was scream as she watched me get cut and abused over and over again.

I could now hear that him footsteps behind me where closing up on me and I didn't have the change to run anymore. His hand grabbed my hair and with his left hand he covered my mouth with a white rang and all become dark. All I remember during that time was flashbacks of when I was 13 and my mother had left me and my dad for another family, and how my dad tried to kill my older brother Joseph.

When I woke up all I could see was a bright light and 3 other girls tied to chairs. All around the ages of 23 same as me. The location was different. Almost abandon. It looked like a hospital, but I wasn't sure my head was still spinning from the hits I took to the head and the solution that dose me off. Only one of the girls was wake and I could tell but the way here yes looked at me that she was afraid as well.

The men who abducted us came in the room with a smirk on each of their face. Like they didn't give a care in the world of what was going to happen to them once we left from this horrible dystopia, but I guess they knew that wasn't going to happen any time soon. They looked at each of us and touched our face as they passed by. When they came by me they stopped at my side and whispered something into my ear but I couldn't make out they sounds my head was still buzzing from the event that took place earlier that nigh.

"Hello girls. You been brought here for one reason. And if you want that reason to be better then it will be I suggest you lady's don't try anything funny." The Russian man said as he left the room with two other partners. I didn't expect them to be more then one man but I guess it true all evil things come in threes. The men all looked alike but they all stood out from each other.

One by one the name would take one girl in at a time. All we would hear is screams coming from the other room, and then it would go silent. The girls would later comeback in the room with tears down their face and they didn't speak. When my turn was up I walked in, but not like the other girl. I was brave I wasn't afraid of them as much, maybe it was because of my father. He did many things to hurt my family, but it was still hard to remember.

"What do you want with me?" I questioned the man in the room. He seemed surprised but the way I questioned him. The look in his eyes left me wondering, if any other girls had ever questioned him. I could smell the his horrible body oder as he stepped closer to me. I turned away from him, so the horrid mixture of beer, sweat, and old clothes didn't reach me. As I turned away, he grabbed my face and put his lips against mine.

"Stop!" I replied trying to get away from him. I could feel the dryness in his lips, the bitter after taste of whiskey still lingering on his mouth and breath. I tried to pull away. Pushing him away when, he grabbed my arms and pulled me in closer. I slapped him when he tried to move his hands up my shirt. I guess that angered him and the look him his eyes I will never forget. He then slapped me and turned me around.

"No stop! Leave me alone. I don't want to!" I yelled when he was pulling my pants down and pulled his down as well. I was moving and moving praying for nothing to happen but there was nothing I could do. The worst thing that could ever happen to me happened. He rapped me.