Del Rico #1: Say Amen

Kabanata 21

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Fate

If we imagine a world where God bestows life upon every person, does that also mean God is responsible for their descent into darkness? In my point of view, no.

Human beings often veer toward wickedness for two fundamental reasons. First, there's the insatiable hunger for their desires, an unquenchable thirst for more. Second, there are those who are forced down a crooked path, not by choice, but by the harsh necessities of survival.

Iyon ang aking nasaksihan sa ilang buwang pananatili sa lugar na kinalalagyan ko. This place are housing people with two reasons why they're here.

Sweat trickled down my forehead as my body move violently. The man behind me keeps on pushing in and out, slapping parts of my body for his pleasure.

Nakatuko ang aking ulo sa lamesa, hinahayaang umagos ang luha sa aking mga mata. Paunti-unti nang nawawalan ng bisa ang gamot na itinurok nila sa akin dahilan kung bakit higit akong nakapag-iisip ng tama.

"Whore! Whore! Whore!" the man who's using my body groaned.

I felt the ache on my stomach but I chose not to make a sound or else they might do something bad to me that will  threatened the life of my beloved.

I arched my lower body more, not wanting my stomach to crash on the iron table.

I shut my eyes closed and remember his face. His innocent face that always turns majestic whenever he's showering me affection. Whenever he's telling me how lucky he is to have me.

The man continued convulsing as I felt everything inside me, pouring like rain. I feel lifeless after everything that happens to me this day.

"Get up!" he ordered.

Even with my trembling knees, I did what I was told.

"Open your mouth!"

I responded to it again by obeying. He entered two fingers at me, making me choke for going deeper. I tasted the same thing every day. This is now normal for me.

The man thunderous laugh roared all over the place. The hallway heard that, I am quite sure, but I guess they don't care since the hallway is housing cells where women are being used. Sa oras na sumilip sa bawat patlang ng selda, makikita mo lamang ay ang mga babaeng nakahiga, nakapatong, nakatuwad o 'di kaya ay nasa mas 'di kumportableng posisyon habang pinagpapasasaan ang kanilang katawan. Katulad ko.

"Now, go back to where you belong! Filthy bitch!" he growled.

I had to nod, bow my head and murmured, "Th-thank you..." before I went towards the door.

I walked naked, feeling the seeping heat from the stares coming from some men who are...basically doing the same thing to some women on their cell.

"What a beautiful whore!" a man growled from where I passed.

I jumped in fear and he laughed, amused of my reaction.

"Free from ecstacy, huh?"

"That's Mary, right?"

"Cosador! When will you let me fuck this Mary?!" someone growled while whipping the woman he's using and all she could is cry in silence.

They're foreigners. They sometimes speak in a way I would never understand.