Siyah. (On Hold)

One

"𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓚𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓭." -𝓐𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻 𝓗𝓾𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓷 (𝓗𝓾𝓶𝓼𝓪𝓯𝓪𝓻, ہم سفر)

*

When Candy walked towards me and the old man stood up, I turned around to leave the room but was grabbed rudely by my hair. I screamed and clenched the hand grabbing my hair. A small cry left my mouth.

"You will do as I say you stupid bitch!" It was Candy who made me turn around and face the man. The pervert was staring at me like I was some kind of meal. "This bitch thinks she's the strongest of all."

"Well, let's see how strong she is, Candy dear." He smirked and I lifted my leg and kicked him in the stomach making grunt and bend over. Candy slapped me across the face and I felt like my face had broken off my neck. I pushed her away and again ran towards the door. This time Mr. Angel grabbed my shirt and pulled so hard that it ripped off my shoulder. Scream Leyla! Someone will hear you. And once a single scream left my mouth, Mr. Angel grabbed me and pressed his hand against my mouth.

"Candy I have paid you a lot for this one, if I get in trouble I am taking you down with me!" He growled and Candy looked nervous. I kept shouting against his hand on my mouth. Candy, with her shaking hands grabbed a rag and pushed it in my mouth. Somehow they both managed to tie my mouth and my screams were of no use anymore because they weren't loud enough.

Tears were sliding down my cheeks as I stared helplessly at the man.

*

It was just like any other day. Normal, or what I considered normal. What was normal for me might not be so normal for others but that was life right? Everyone looked at it from different angle. Some had choice to choose the angle to look from and some, like me, were forced to view from a certain angle. I didn't have a choice and neither could I fight to make a choice. This was my life. I never understood why I had such life, did I do something wrong? But I never had the time to do something wrong.

Three months ago I made the brave decision of running away from what was hell. A woman helped me, she was little older than me with her eyes hollow and her heart broken in to pieces. She said she didn't want me to end up like her so she helped me run. And I ran, everything was going okay until I was once again taken – from one hell to another. I didn't know which place was better because I was treated like a rag doll in both places. But that's the story for another time.

Right now, I was making another plan to escape and this time I could feel it in my bones, that I'll end up somewhere good. I wouldn't be where I am, I would change and forget all these people. Four years ago, I ended up in a place where I thought my life would be over but then Teo Gold happened, he took care of me, held me when I cried and soothed me after the worst night of my life. And for next few years, he protected me.

He and another woman helped me in running away. They gave me money, dropped me at bus stop and that was it. They might be thinking that my life was stable after that, they must be thinking I was happy. But on the same night, I fell in to the dirty hands of Mishka Utyosov and he was worst than everyone else. He hit me for no reason because I never screamed but I did struggle. He molested me in every way he could. And today, today marked another day when I would run making another date marked in calendar. I was never successful but let's not lose hope.

The luxury of shower was given to me only when Mishka visited the manor which was one time a month. And today was going to be that day, he was coming back from Russia and I knew what I had to do. I had to wait in the room, sit quietly until he decided what to do with me. He said I was an abandoned treasure and nobody disliked treasure. He said I was his prized possession, a free gift from God. He didn't touch me after the first time he brought me here but I dreaded every second he was around, because he said he liked me and he wouldn't to replace me with a mistress.