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A Few Weeks Passed
Lana‘s POV
I wonder if there could be any possible way to stop the time and cherish the moment forever but again, this is the world of real facts, not my fantasyland. I exhaled a deep breath and kept ambling on the poolside with the ocean of memories in my brain. As I looked up in the gloomy sky with full of starry stars, and yet I tried to count each of them specifically but at the same time, wondered that dynamics of light can’t be numbered. I lifted my head all little more up in the blamy breeze and closed my eyes along with the flow of wind. It’s so calm yet so peaceful in here. I wanted to sway slowly to the beat of air but here my mind was busy in recalling my treasured memories.
I just couldn't get over this nirvana. I opened my eyes with the thought of beach in Ibiza where he spent our 5 glorious days and then the great Barcelona was in line, we stayed there for 2 weeks.
I could proudly say that time has been written in my dear diary forever. I celebrated my birthday there and I could swear that had to be the best birthday I ever had, surely it'd remain best forever. After having some unforgettable fun and making beautiful memories, we came back to Madrid. Explored beautiful places like Prado Museum, Crystal Palace, Puerta del Sol, and much more.
How could I forget about shopping? Their malls are exclusively different than ours. Whenever you pass by any shop you could hear different people speaking Spanish and sometimes so fast that it might sound gibberish for non-natives, it sounded to me. Even I took classes before coming there couldn't help me enough to understand the natives, they had different accents and styles, So, The most fun part was learning their kind of Spanish.
Other than that, if I talk about the shopping experience then, my hands firstly went to their cultural dresses which I bought as a mark of the trip at least.
My eyes roamed at my drink. I don’t think so I will get used to my area’s food so easily after tasting their cuisine. It’s all perfect, just like I planned everything.
Thoughts were knock-rounding here and there. Suddenly a feeling of depression took over, it’s my last day here but I don’t wanna leave this heaven so soon, I don’t want that life back. I was going back to my room that all in a sudden, I heard a scream of a girl,
“HELP! HELP ME SOMEBODY PLEASE, THEY'RE KIDNAPPING ME, LEAVE ME HELP… HELP SOMEONE HELP!” she shrieked which made me frightened, I ran for my life but a cloth wrapped around my mouth leaving me to struggle but my shout wasn’t audible enough to be heard. I nipped my claws in the predator’s skin but it wasn’t effective at all. My head spun and I know, I’m about to faint but I need to stay awake for myself. At last, I lost and let the darkness consume me as a whole.
There I go.
Kidnapped in the city of Spain.
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My head is spinning like my world is about to crash. I was being dragged towards a place, I couldn’t protest for myself. I can’t see anything, they covered my sight with a black cloth. I let them take me but where were they taking me? Before this, everything was all going as I planned, but what just happened in a moment? I was busy thinking about my best birthday then how come I was here and the biggest question is where am I?
I heard a sound of the door opening, what’s going on? They uncovered me and I saw almost 15-20 girls kneeling around me. Why are these girls… what? Almost every one of them’s faces were smudged with black tears of mascara, they were tied with a rope, just like me. I could sense some of them were drugged and others were looking cluelessly here and there, just like me. No idea what’s happening. Some were trying to free themselves but it seemed beyond of possibility because of the grasp.
I feel shivery. I wanna run… far away. Oh God! Please. My within is screaming
I was just here to spend time with my family but during our juncture, I didn't remember breaking bad and my family... We… we had a… flight this evening.
Did they leave me here? No, they can’t. They must be worried about me, I didn't want them to think that I ran away because I didn’t wanna go back. I didn’t want to, but this was not what I wanted either.
Please Lord take me out of it, this is not how I expected my trip would end. I’ m…
A hand clutched my waist where a scream left my mouth. I tried to push it away but It only tightened more to the extent that it hurt. “LEAVE ME” I felt a pinch of a needle in my skin. I struggled but nothing happened till my eyes left my side.
“Sleep tight bitch” that’s what I heard
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I slowly opened my eyes. I was still there…
I was giddy, my head was spinning woefully. I turned my heavy skull to spot changes but everything is still the way it was. The slight change I detected was a girl beside me already hoping me to be her savior. She looked familiar but I couldn't remember why.
I tried to gain my senses back and after stressing my mind hard, I figured out she was the girl who I saw abducted. I looked at her with worried expressions, she mustn’t be accepting this very fact of us; Kidnapped and God knew for what reasons.
“Where… where a..are we? Why are we here? Wh-who are you?” She asked me while stammering,
“I-I don’t know, I saw them kidnapping you, and then, they took me too,” I spoke to her falteringly.
Tear rolling down of my eyes and hers, this shouldn’t be happening, what would they do? Rape us till we die? Sell us to somebody or, in the worst case, torture us on live calls for those sick bastards who pay them stacks of cash.
These thoughts were making it difficult for me to even breath, I could’ve never imagined this happening all to me or anyone else. This is not human.
After some time, a man opened the door and commanded us all to follow him and we did as told. It was a room bigger than ours. As I stepped in, I saw more females of different ages; they were maybe in the 100's in the count.
My heart clenched when I saw a girl who was no older than 8, what are they gonna do with her? She’s just an innocent minor. She had tears in her eyes who spoke nothing but her petrified condition.
“Please take me instead of this pure soul who doesn’t know a thing about darkness. She hadn’t seen anything enough to understand these monsters.” My unconscious mind mourned for her
“Make a straight line without any fucking mess. Ya’ll make sure you stand in ascending order, from shorter chicks to taller ones.” a man’s voice echoed till the end
“UNDERSTAND!” He shouted and we all timidly chanted “yes” in unison. Every single captive was shuddering in fear
We did what he ordered us to, “Good.” He said with a smirk.
“Don’t worry… you all are right in place. This is where every one of you belonged” he announced, “Our asswipe sluts” his last words were low but due to standing almost in front of him made it audible to my ears, making my heartbreak into millions of pieces. He called us sluts. A lone tear escaped down.
A while after, he focused the camera on every single girl one by one like he was showing us to someone, maybe.
It seemed like he was selecting a deal but a moment came when I forgot to breathe.
He showed me marauders from head to toe while I was shaking in panic but I mentally suspired loud when he moved on. My luck! it didn’t stop on me.
But he stopped right there when he saw a shade of satisfaction on my face which turned again into worrisome in less than a nano-second. He eyed me suspiciously and motioned that death-device again on my face. I screamed internally where my inner me was strangling my neck mentally. My heart rapidly beat against its rib cage. I’m having an anxiety attack again.
Before I could plan to process my escape-plan, he took off the bomb to my sight and kept showing others. I gulped.
“This one,” he said where all of us gasped in fear.
He grabbed her arm, making her scream in her shrillest voice. She struggled to get away but he covered her mouth with a cloth.
What are they gonna do with her, please somebody save her? She’s too righteous to be treated this way.
Each of the men were holding her arms and legs while she was fighting for her life. I sobbed at the scene. There I saw them injecting in her some fluid. I saw her helplessness cursing all of us. She chanted for help but nobody helped her, how could we? Thousands of guns were ready to batter our skulls. The headman whispered to other bulky men and they picked 2 more by his command.
They’re human traffickers, I’m so doomed, we all are. I want to escape this horrible place, I want to save all of them, what will they do to them? To us?
They sent us back to our rooms, men tied our hands and ankles again with chains, making us unable to move. After a while, suddenly they came in with food. The food which they brought was barely food to be called. it was bread and water only.
that’s what we will eat for the rest of our lives, I innerly whined.
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5 Days Later
It’s yet the same. Nothing was good here and it sickened me. I palled up with the girl who was abducted with me that day, she’s somehow reliable. Her name was Melissa.
She came here to visit her parents. and she lived in Texas coincidentally as an international student. We exchanged words with each other helping in escape.
We made a plan of escaping this sickening place; they take girls every day and I don’t wish to wait for my auction. I’ve seen girls in miserable shapes; all covered in blood and bruises. Sometimes they brought them back in a carrion state but mostly we don’t know where they go. They just disappear to hell.
Now a few of us left in this section. They keep adding girls in other rooms but not in ours, I know because every day a new girly deafening scream wails in this prison-like hell. We saw unknown faces every single day in the foyer and mighty know who will pick any one of us to sell to some ferocious wolves.
I could be one too. This thought makes me cry on my fate.
Never.
I couldn't ever bear a mere thought of molestation but I'm facing it. I can’t cope up with this type of torment. My lips quivered in horror whenever I imagine myself tied to someone’s bed and beg them for pity while monsters keep tearing my soul savagely.
I’ll rather accept death than letting someone use my body as their property. Before they separate us to tenebrosity. I have to think of an escape. Come on, there must be a way out.
Cold sweats wholly wetted my palms because of closure in tight fists. I need to think… none of us are ready for what’s pending; how can we get prepared for such filthy acts.
A day passed by and as usual, they commanded us to present in the hallway as trading mannequins.
Not anymore. Today, It’s gonna be different, we will dodge them first and run away. I found a hiding spot AC duct that was behind the door. I was diligently trying to open the duct and finally got successful.
When they’ll be left for the hall, I and Melissa will toss our lives and exit from this very whorehouse.
Carefully looking around, the fear of being caught was making our bodies brittle shivering in fear. We were trying to be careful as much as possible but
suddenly a sound of manly footsteps getting louder which confirmed it’s direction. Someone was coming our way which means a person was treading back here. We abruptly ran to hide and it caused separation in both of us. We got apart from each other.
She lurked in another room and I luckily hid in our very spot.
I'm already a heart patient since I was 6. My condition was not cooperating with me anymore, it was warning of a collapse. My legs were trembling and my hands were totally numb. I wasn’t hoping for anything else than death.
I hope Melissa covered herself well from the eyes of Satans but just as I notioned this thought I heard a sound of a scream, they found her, a sound of slaps echoing in the whole prison cell I would call,
“Bitch, you thought you’ll dodge us, Nah! not that easy. Where’re those other whores?” He forced her and she sobbed loudly.
“COME OUT” he yelled. How did they know we were not there, do they have our identifications, they knew about us? Were we a target?
“SAY IT!” He pulled her hair forcefully; making her hiss and cry in pain,
“I don’t know she escaped,” she said to him, she was defending me,
“Fooling me isn’t easy you piece of shit” he scowled at her,
“If you want your slutty friend to be alive, just come out of that hole. It’s not easy to throw dust in our eyes. y’all be found.” Only shrieks were audible, he was quiet for a while till,
“I'm gonna count till 5. If you won’t come out then she won’t be able to live another second” he threatened me, no he will kill her, I can’t do this but what will he do to me if he gets me, will he kill us both? Thoughts were rushing in my mind involuntarily, I shuddered for a second but my ground skipped my feet when he started counting,
“1” he started,
“2” leaving me panicking,
“3”, “do not come out…” But he strangled her,
“4” it’s my last chance, without my permission my feet ran to her before he counts 5,
“5” he shot her before I could barely reach her
“Noooo!” I scream in agony. Her back was facing my front but wasn’t she wearing something else? Her body fell back on the ground. I gasped when I saw her face. She was not Melissa. Whoever she was doesn't matter now because she’s just a corpse and it’s because of me. Her eyes were stoned at mine, and I shrieked looking at her. My hysterical cries kept louder and louder. I was…. No not guilty. That won’t justify my feelings.
She was lifeless because of my mistake; I was late. I kneeled and touched her hands. They were cold; she sounded afraid to be dead and look at what happened; They took the most precious thing from her; her life. There were people gathered around me just now. The men and some girls stared at me with fear because they knew what’s next waiting for me.
“LET US GO”
“LEAVE ME”
“NO, AHH… NO”
“WHY ARE WE HERE”
I heard different voices struggling out of the hold.
“Boss, they all were tryna escape,” he narrated to another man,
“Seems like, they booked their tickets,” he glared at us, “Get them to torture room” he signaled and they actioned his orders.
“take them to the main mansion’s, Boss wanna have more fun today, let it be one of them,” he chuckled after saying those painful words, they’re gonna torture me too.
God, kill me before he does.
4Eyes all closed, shoved to the death room, all I can think about is my life before Spain, my parents whom I spent every breath with but they don’t know I’m living my last ones. My two little babies who I wanted to secure and their future but I failed securing my own.Some of my friends who I thought were not worth it but right now, I’m missing them too, I wanna be with them. For one last time.Never in my life, I thought I’d miss that time too but look today, I’m recalling my memories and admitting them the best time I ever had because there won’t be me anymore. Life will not stop for me, if my story ever gets on screen, people will awe for me for a while, and then it will be where every tragedy belongs; in the trash.I’ll be nothing but a temporary instance, what a bit of luck. I wanted to be an on-screen with a major accomplishment, but here I guess I’m gonna play a victim role. The universe never wanted me to win.My blood and his hands covered in it will be my last viewpoint.Go
5Warning: This chapter contains heavy-violence. Please read it at your riskArmando’s POV “Jefe, las prostitutas intentaron escapar, pero le disparamos a una, pero otras siguen respirando. (Boss, prostitutes tried to escape but we shot one dead and others are still breathing)” Leane explained,“Tráeme estos, cortaré sus partes privadas yo mismo, luego lentamente sus vidas. Querían escapar por la libertad, no les perdonaré un minuto libre(Bring these ones to me, I will cut off their private parts myself, then slowly their lives. They wanted to escape for freedom, I will not spare them a free minute)” it was enough talk for me; I ended the call,They should’ve known that no one leaves once captured, escaping is not a way out, instead, it means throwing yourself in the hellfire.Hookers like them only want money and just sex. Then why run? Work for me, I’ll shower you in dollars.Disobey, then better bear effects of the invasion.Minding back to my killing expertise,I was getting rea
6Lana’s POVWhat am I gonna do here? I don’t know how long they will keep me here, why are they treating me well? The master,he was gentle when I thought he would be my terminator but I guess he wants to use me before slaughtering, does he lure every girl this way? He must be, I need to run away from here, it won’t be easy; I need to be careful otherwise next time I’d be shot dead just like that girl. Oh God! I’m sorry… how am I gonna live with that guilt? I can’t forget her fresh blood streaming down her head, the bullet… that hit her head without giving her any chance to live, Why are they so cruel? They almost killed me and took her life instantly, God how am I gonna live with this guilt? Please, God… take my life away too, or I’ll come to you, I just can’t live like this. I pray you to forgive me, I wanna come to you, maybe killing myself will be easier than getting slew after mental and physical torture, I never thought of being in this state in Spain but that’s what you
7Armando”s POV“Master she disappeared” my men came in running,I couldn't stand it first but after then I processed it in my mind, I jolted up and lifted him in the air with my hand gripping his neck. “TRY. SAYING. IT. AGAIN,” I barked out with a gnash,“Ma…mas-ter, we’re find-ing h-her” he uttered in suffocation.“How do you let her ESCAPE!?” I punched him. Hard. He fell back on the floor.I was roving in circles, “I want her in front of me in 5 minutes or you all die,” I snapped my fingers and growled on my last words, he wasted no time and ran for his life.I poured myself a whiskey and gulped it in one go, my hands gripped that breakable glass so hard that it cracked and eventually crushed into pieces.WHAT IS SHE THINKING!? OH BABY, THIS WAS NEVER AN OPTION FOR YOU, YOU’LL BE HERE. YOU HAVE TO BE. THERE’S NO WAY OUT FOR YOU MY LITTLE KITTENAHHH, FUCK! I slammed my fists on the worktop again and again like a mad lover who was head over heels crazy for his love and threw every
8Warning: This chapter extremely refers to sexual acts and some readers might find it offensive. Please read it at your own risk!“It’s my turn to play wild,” he said with a cunning sniggerWas he trying to say that he’ll play wild on Xbox with me? I frowned at him with a question written on my face, “I-I don’t get it,” I mumbled softly,He was mute but his body was in functioning. He adjusted me in between his legs and finching me down in the mattress, after examining my position, he stood up from the bed. My conscious mind was studying his intentions and it was suggesting nothing positive,I felt my heart coming out when I saw him with two long ropes, He had them wrapped around in his hands, on which my inner-alarm triggered, “Wh-what a-re these r-ropes for..for? I stuttered badly and tried to move back, He moved forward with a smirk on his face, like he was enjoying my weak form, “You’ll know it soon, naughty one,” he said in his darkest shade of tone, "these ropes are used for
9Lana’s POVChirping of birds was what made me conscious of the world, I was so lifeless that opening my eyes was the hardest I could feel and my body, it was like somebody lacerated my heart and left it for bleeding until it emptied thoroughly. My head was aching so bad, even if I wanted to take a glimpse of my surroundings, my feeble body was too weak to register anyone around me. A little while later, I felt people beside me, I sensed minute activities happening beside me. I also aware of pinning to a fleecy mattress as an expired corpse.A pinky finger moved and, sudden hustle-bustle started around me, I could hear voices,What is this? My mind muffled, For an aeon, I was unable to move and stuck. Shocks of soreness transmitted from my nail of thumb to my skull. My forehead formed a line as I arched my eyebrow in agony. Oh Lord, this will kill meEven if I mistakenly move in my gesture; a line of current ripped me apart in half; leaving me to surrender even before I could start.
10Lana’s POV The night I had with that monster has stamped in the brain and gifted me the worst nightmare I could ever think of. I woke up and sat straight with a jolt and outcry. My vacant eyes had no more tears to shed and I sat there on bed blankly; staring at a wall. All those scenarios of that night played back in my mind like a movie, the shriek I uttered played back in my ears. It was fueling my soul to pitch darkness.When he shoved himself in me and a shriek left me; there I lost my mind and screamed like lunatics. My feet were abnormally flying in the air and hands were trying to get his disgusting body off me.A door went open and the same female minder showed up. She was trying to get a hold on me but I was moving to getaway. She used her force and stopped me while I cried for mercy.“Hey... Hey... Calm down, nothing’s happening, aye, cool” she kept chanting and a while later I was stopped by her,I was so lost of mind that I hugged her and cried my all soul out. She was
11A Few Hours LaterLana’s POVIt’s quarter past two of the night,Laying on my bed and staring at the ceiling is what I’ve been doing after my last encounter with him. The moment we had shared with each other, what was that? Why did I even touch him? I was too stupid to melt by his fake apology!My teenage hormones are acting up weird and I’m letting them control me. I was never touched by a guy but now, it wasn’t the guy who touched me but a man of guns and hold stole my virginity without asking me my permission, and how did I let him kiss me after what he did to me? A pool of questions fighting within me. All were yelling at me for what I let him do. What I did was a clear stupidity but I don’t know how to act around him… I don’t remember what was I thinking that time, that shouldn’t have happened,And more fuel to the fire are the feelings I have towards him, My whole and soul hates him for what he did but the body craves him because he made me a whore, which I was afraid to beco