A Strippers Epiphany

Two: Pain and Bruises

A Strippers Epiphany: Two
"Pain and Bruises"

Black.

All Honey could see was black. Every time she opened her eyes, she saw black. Her eyes were droopy, and burning. Her body ached, her wounds stung.

Then the image of her letting Darion come into her room came to her.

Honey screamed as she felt a sharp pain between her legs.

"Azalea! Azalea! Listen to me, you're safe."

Instead of pitch black, the scenery of a room she saw instead. It smelled of Clorox. Needles and tubes connected to fluid hung from the side of the bed. She couldn't keep her breathing steady, she was starting to lose air.

She was in a hospital.

"Azalea, look at me, honey. I need you to stay calm, okay?" A feminine voice said. Honey looked up, and suddenly a calm, cool, and collected force took over her.

The woman that stood beside her bed gave her a comfortable feeling. She had light-brown skin, black hair with blonde highlights, and grey eyes. She looked twenty-eight at the most, and twenty-four at the youngest.

"Why am I here?" Honey asked, ignoring the pain that her body felt.

"You don't remember?" The woman asked, Honey shook her head, no. "Azalea, I'm Sargent Logan. When I tell you this, I need you to stay calm. We can't risk you passing out or having a asthma attack in the state you're in, okay?"

"Okay," Honey whispered. Though she wasn't prepared for what was said.

"You were found in a hotel room, at approximately six A.M., unconscious. You were the only one found in the room. Azalea, you were brutally raped and beaten."

"No," Azalea whimpered, "no."

"Azalea, stay calm. Just let me finish. I want you to get your justice."

Azalea felt her breathing stop as she took everything in. Why couldn't she remember this?

"There was nothing in the room. No clothes, no bags, nothing. Did you come into the hotel with anything?"

Azalea blinked her eyes, trying to remember, "My phone, my bag, and the money I'd made."

"Whoever came into your room last night, took all of those things. How much money did you have on you?"

"About six-hundred."

"Azalea, I only knew who you were by checking in the Hotel's computer. There was nothing to identify you in that room. Whoever did this, they did this on purpose. All I'm going to ask you is a few questions. I want to find who did this, I'm sure you do too. So, can you cooperate with me?"

Azalea nodded, yes.

"Did anyone come visit you, clean your room, anything?"