Scars Left By Memories - Book II

The Mission

"You are one hell of a woman Sage. Too bad Francisco won't be able to experience you first. I did and I enjoyed it very much." Marco said. I hear him placing his belt back on.

It felt like I needed to cry. But no tears came out. I wanted to scream, but nothing came out. That does not mean I enjoy one bit of what he did. It's the fact, I couldn't find the correct word or thing to do.

I was angry, upset, sad, some other feeling that I have never been before. Marco had that smile oozing out of his face. I wanted to just, die.

It didn't matter whether I sat in a corner and cried. Ignored people and just carried on. This was beyond different then being yelled at. It was worse.

***

After two days, Nikolay had released me from that cellar and decided that he found a more open place with windows to do the branding. It would be better for the fumes that be coming from my flesh.

But I couldn't let go of what Marco did. He was fucking disgusting and I thought he was the only man of this estate who actually had a good side of him.

I was wrong, far from being right.

You made me feel weak. Felt like I couldn't do anything. Felt like I lost everything, including my will to live. You don't deserve the happiness.

You don't deserve to look at me and smile every time you see me. You can't consider yourself a winner. Because you are anything but a winner.

And finally, stop considering that what you did to me was sex. Because it was not. You raped me. Thought it was the best thing you had in months. Thought you stole my virginity

But you weren't. All you did was steal my pride and soul. And you broke me. Thank you for letting me see the life without any color.

Thanks Marco.

Francisco

My eyes had opened quickly instead of having my eyelids open and close repeatedly. Pushing myself out of bed, after one attempt of trying to force myself back to sleep.

I reached over my phone on the table besides my desk. It was from Martinez.
Martinez: Francisco, hurry and get your ass down here. We need to discuss the plans for the mission. It will be real quick.

Turning off my phone setting them into my jogger pockets. Walking over to my, I picked out a black shirt. After putting it on. Quickly into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

Because I hated morning breath. And so other people can didn't have to suffer. Finishing the rest of my morning routine, which gladly only took ten minutes.

I got downstairs to the dining area which the guns were settled. Martinez was sitting in the wooden chair with his laptop out. He looks up at me.

"Took you long enough." Martinez comments, before smiling. Showing me that he was being sarcastic.

"When do you think we'll be able to do this mission?" I question.

"Possibly soon or actually even tonight. It just depends when we are ready and when the Russian's least expect us to arrive." Martinez answers.

"That's great! I thought you would have a weeks worth to plan this out." I reply dragging my fingers through my hair.

"You didn't seem as excited as I hoped you would be or at least expected." Martinez says.

"Well, I left Sage and she probably is upset with me. Extremely upset." I reply.

"Just explain to her what happened. And why you had to do so." Martinez suggested. I rolled my eyes at his hilarious advice.

"Sage is much more complicated than just a simple apology or forget and forgive." I said.

"The goal is not about an apology plan. It's about saving Sage and getting her back." Martinez replies.

"Besides the point, what is the plan?" I question.

"We are going to breach into the estate, but we are going to make sure that it's silent. Also I am only sending fifteen of us on the mission. Just because I feel like it's such an enclosed mission. If we send too many, our cover will not only be breached, but other problems will occur." Martinez answers.

"Okay, who do you'll think invite?" I ask. Martinez began typing quickly.

"Possibly we could get Julia, Don, Markk. It really depends on how prepared they are and if they want to go or not." Martinez answers.

"We're going to get Sage and you suggested Julia. I don't know if you couldn't tell, but those two don't like each other." I said.

"Julia is very smart and she knows exactly what she is doing. So we're getting Sage back no matter if Julia is there or not." Martinez argues.

"Fine." I said.

Sage
Two Hours Later

My eyes slowly opened at the sound of yelling. Which was rare since everyone in this estate would happily get along. Which made me sick, not even Martinez and some of the guys didn't have that skin tight bond.

My ears quickly adapted to the yelling and it started to become more clear and I could make out what they were saying.

"Fucking mean you didn't heat up the iron?" Nikolay yells.

"I was damn busy last night, reloading the ammunition as you asked. We still have time." Alessandro replies.

"No we don't have time, what if the Italians come back. Then what? They take Sage. Without any brands on her. Fuck you mean we have time." Nikolay rudely responded.

"Fine, we will do it at five. I promise you. It will be done and embroidered deep into her flesh." Alessandro replies.

There was almost a release of butterflies in my stomach. Fear had run through me, as my blood flowed at a quick pace. I hoped and prayed that Martinez and the others would come.

That's all I wanted. I wanted to just leave this hell hole. From the disgusting things Marco had done, to Alessandro to poison my food, and everyone else here.