Sang was completely drunk.
The old man had long since left but she couldn't leave because for one she didn't have a place to stay and two, well, she was feeling too good to come back to reality.
Noticing the group of customers getting rowdy with the blonde beauty singing and dancing around four in the morning the owner finally started kicking people out. Dodging a few punches and drink spills Sang finally stumbles out of the bar giggling to herself.
Staggering down the dark dirt road she tries to remember where she left Bellamy so she could snuggle up to him for the rest of the night. Lost in a drunken stupor she feels the air shift too late and doesn't have enough time to duck.
Hit in the back of the head with a hard object she falls to the floor, panic starting to rise within her. Disoriented she tries to reach for the knife attached to her leg.
"I don't think so, blondie! Rocky, grab the knife!" A man's voice barks out. Sang feels hands on her, groping her body for weapons and she whimpers with the violation knowing that she got herself in this predicament. I'm such a fucking idiot. She cries to herself.
The man deals another blow to the whore on the ground and starts to feel giddy knowing that the captain will like her, hopefully he rewards him. Looking down he picks the small woman up and sees once again how hot she is. The men on the ship are gunna love her.

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No Escape Needed
FanfictionSang has gone through betrayal, heart ache, and abuse. Will she have to escape every situation she lands herself into for the rest of her life? Or will she find herself no longer needing to run? Mature content ahead, kids. *I don't own any academy c...