Dogwoods and Cherry Blossoms

The Consequences

After the man was finished, he just had to have the balls to ask, "How was that, Princess?"

I lied there, barely able to see through my tear filled eyes.

"She's crying, that's how good it was!" The other man replied, while raising an eyebrow at the man.

The two men fist pumped each other and laughed.

They started to walk out of the room.

"The name's, Omar, just in case you wanna tell your friends who gave you the best night of your life!" He said with a snarky attitude.

I just wanted to get up and punch Omar in the face. He truly deserved it for what he did to me.

"Yeah, my name's, Jerry." The other man said before walking out of the room completely, locking it behind him.

I immediately looked over at my wrists and tried to figure out how the knots were made so that I could try and break free of them. They didn't look too complicating. I began pulling at the strands with my fingers, trying to at least loosen some part of the knot.

I heard the lock turn and I saw the door open. I quickly stopped fiddling with the knot and stared directly at the door, watching it as it slowly opened. Omar walked in and sat at the edge of the bed. He looked me in the eyes. I could feel them reading my soul. His eyes were piercing me like needles.

"So, I can make a new deal with you. You have to stay here unless you can find us a new, better, more cooperative girl than you...or...you could learn how to cooperate and maybe, just maybe we'll let you go. You had an easier option the first time, but you just had to go and fuck that up! Now didn't you? So, find us a new girl, or you stay. What do you choose?"

I lied there thinking about this decision. I could be free and live my life like normal, or, I could put someone else's life in danger. Someone else who could have a family, children and a husband who depend on them...or, I could stay here and suffer.

Omar took the tape off my mouth. I winced in pain, but at least I could breathe a lot better now.

"So...what is your choice?"

"...I...I'll st...stay."

Did I make the right decision? I'd like to think so.