I was torn between dozing off and staying conscious, I know I need to stay awake. But my eyelids were heavy from what Shawn had me drink awhile ago. I was fighting back the effect of whatever drug it is, but I was falling back.
"P-please..." my soft cries of protest almost sounded like a chant for I'd been repeating it over and over.
Shaun won't listen. He has no mercy. I'm pretty sure he's ready to rip me open. I lost it. I'm not sure about what's happening. About what's going on. All I know is that I'm being molested and I was too weak to do something and fight it over.
My body hurts, I'm sore. I feel like the tender part between my legs was being torn in two. That's all I'm feeling. My cries died, even my voice lose its power. I shut my eyes tight. What have I done to deserve this? I know I wasn't a good girl but I wasn't a bad bitch either. I did no wrong to people around me.
I get so numb and then I heard noises that made me force my eyes to open, the door from one side of the room swung, I shook my head, focusing into my vision. Someone came! Someone is here!
Shaun started cursing above me, his tight grip on my both wrists loosened. The weight of his body that pains me, lifted. Whoever stepped in got his full attention.
Eyes bleary because of the drug, everything is fuzzy, soft and lacking sharp corners. All I can say is that someone with a slender figure that made me think its a woman who came in, then I heard a voice. It doesn't sound soft but I'm sure no male would sound like it. She's a she, that's I'm sure of.
"Help..." I beg, hoping against hope that she can rescue me.
"Sonuvabitch, I know you were an ass but I didn't know you were this ass."
"Holy crap, you fucking with me? You get out of here and mind your own fucking business. And fucking put your gun down!"
"Not a chance," I couldn't clearly see it but I know she's got a gut pointed on him and he has confirmed it by asking her to put the shit down, I'm glad she didn't. "You go any inch near her and I'll plant enough bullet to your sorry-dick, it ain't ever gonna work."
"P-please... help me..." I didn't know what Shaun is doing, I was to busy trying to pull myself up. I'm weak and I almost give up awhile ago, but now that there's a chance of hope to survive, I'm slowly gaining some power. Not enough to carry myself to get up but at least, I'm gaining it.
"You ain't gonna kill me with that..." A nervous laugh cracked on Shaun's.
"Trust me, I will if I have to."
Shaun started calling out names I'm not familiar with, maybe those were the guards he have for himself, the ones who didn't hear me begging for help. Will they come? Will they come now that it's their master who's screaming for help? What if they did? Can we fight them all? I don't think so, I'm weak and my hero for tonight, she's a she. Those were bunch of goons, men with brick built chest, we can't knock them down.
"Go, scream over your lungs and see if any of your homies will come in and save your retard ass from being burned cause I sure wanna shot a fire." Clicking sound of heels covered my ears as the woman moved near me, she's at my elbow helping me up, I know I was naked, I can feel the cold embracing me, but I couldn't care less. I'm all about getting out of here.
"I don't get why is this your business, you shoulda just fucking fly and find something to mess up with-"
"One more word, I'll feed you bullets." She warned, slipping a shirt in me. "Can you walk?"
"I-I can t-try..." I said, stepping my feet into the ground, she helped me with my weight having her arm on my waist and making me held into her shoulder for support.
BINABASA MO ANG
Obnoxious Oxygen
RomanceGabbana; the spoiled, self-centered, self-indulgent little brat. She who knows little about living, have bought so much in life. And when she thought she's the queen of the world who could have everything in a snap of a finger, there comes Oxygen...