No to Known

chapter 1

Anger turns sometimes into crime, crime into guilt and guilt finishes you completely. It Is hard to overcome guilt but you have to survive with the burden. The victim is the one to suffer a lot but it is also the truth the criminal sometimes suffers more when he is bound to that unknown feeling to him and we call it guilt.
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' help me please, help me, please, help, save me from the monster'
She was shrieking her voice, screams and cries were the only noise heard in the dark alley along with her beating heart and the monster in front of her.

"Save me, he's ruining my life, please save me" she screamed and shout until her throat hurts but there was no one just the immense darkness around her. She turns to face him but couldn't see him in the darkness of the street.

"Leave me please, why are you doing this to me? Who are you? Please don't do this to me" her voice began to slow down and she fainted at last her struggle proved useless. He doesn't listen to her and let her unconscious body lying on the floor.

A minute passed
A second minutes
He stood there idly, the silence was all he needed now the silence, silence which he gave to the girl in front of her. He stares at her. He was breathing harshly and he felt like he's drowning in a dark sea of blood and his chest is filling with the bloody water. He heard nothing and felt nothing.

What to do now?
Suddenly his senses hit him back.

He drops on his knees and sits beside her. He wraps her in the piece of cloth of his scarf totally the opposite he did a few minutes ago when he was tearing her clothes like a madman. Then check her pulse she was breathing softly. He pulled her close to his chest and hugged her tightly.

"I'm sorry....sorry for what I did...
Wi..will y..you ever forgive me for what I have done to you". He asked her. He already knew the answer. He started crying maybe because he felt something in his dark heart or maybe his heart was not dark after all.....
Or maybe he was feeling like a victim now. For him, it was just the aftermath but she was the one who actually suffered.

He spoiled her and this guilt will finish him entirely. he realizes his biggest mistake or his crime. One thing was for sure nothing can compensate his feelings soon it is a long journey of death while still being alive.

" I know it's all my fault but you will be the one facing it your entire life"......he takes a pause and adds "You were not supposed to be here. Your mistake is only this that you were at the wrong place at the wrong time".

He wiped his eyes with one of his free hands and keep his hold on her with the other hand. He starts to think of what he could do for her. But his mind was a daze.
.................................................................knock! Knock!

" whose there?" a sleepy voice asked from inside the apartment.

"James it's me Jordan," he said.

"Damn you, Jordan what are you doing here. it's 3:00 am, Do you know normal people sleep at this time". He said when he opens the door for him to enter then switched on the light. Jordan entered his apartment silently.

"Jordan what happens; are you okay" he examined his friend from head to toe "you have been crying and this blood" he points to the red stain smudge with dust on his white shirt." for God's sake will you explain what had happened, you are scaring me" he almost shouted at his only best friend. he was worried and frightened by Jordan's weird look.

"I .. i ...rr ra rap.." Jordan tried to speak but his throat went dry. no sound was coming out of his mouth. his words felt almost a silent whisper.

"you did what Jordan, "James asked again this time his voice was much calmer.

" I raped her"there was the confession finally he admitted his crime. simultaneously receive an impulsive slap from James, every sane person would have done that, Jordan wasn't shocked.