His hands roamed every inch of my now naked body. His cold, cold hands were piercing my very flesh. I squirm under his touch but he continues to tease my skin. He tied me face down to the bed. My legs and arms were strapped down with rope. He took his lit cigarette and burned both sides of my neck. I screamed in horror and pain, begging for him to stop. Today would be the day I would meet my God.

After Lamont's two hour torture he climbed on top of me. I was physically exhausted. He injected me with another dose of heroin. I was praying that I would overdose. His fingers glided inside my rectum. He leaned down and kisses smy neck and he continually assaulted my anus. The heroin made me numb. I didn't feel anything but the pressure of his shaft entering me.

I shut my eyes tight as he slid himself fully inside of me. He moaned in pleasure while I'll cried in pain. He body collapsed on top of me as he started his motion. His member was hurting me. I could feel myself being ripped apart. He pushed my face deep into the pillow to stop my cries from being heard. I gripped the sheets tightly waiting for him to be done with me. My eyes caught the time and I realized he's been fucking me back to back for 3 hours straight.

He finally reached His peak and teased his seed inside me. I could feel no lower than I do right now. Nobody will come save me. I've never wanted so badly for Jalonni to burst through that door waking me up, showing me that this was all a dream. Lamont slid on his underwear, and pulled up a chair beside the bed. I averted my head from him, and he turned my face back towards him. He sat down and lit another cigarette.

"You thought you could run from me?" He asks, blowing out smoke.

I continue to stare at him. I'm broken.

"I brought you here. You're mines. You cost a lot of money but I bought you for the entire week." He smiled.

My heart rate was slowing down, and all of his words were becoming indistinct.

"I'm gonna take you back to where I had you first. Then, I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you again and again. Once my nephew gets down here in 2 more days. I'll let him have a turn. He's looking for some good ass anyways." He laughs.

Her puts out his cigarette and reaches inside his pocket. He pulls out a pocket knife. I watch exhaustedly as he approaches me. "This is for hitting me with a brick."

He takes the knife and stabs me in the thigh. I yell into the pillow. There was nothing I could do. I was tied up. I feel the blood oozing down my leg as he steps back to stare at him doings. He then approaches me and twists the knife around in my leg and pulls it out. I clench my jaw tightly. I'm ready to die. I lay and wait for the next blow to come but it doesn't. I hear the door open up behind me, so I assume he's left out. I'm left in the bed to possibly bleed out and die.

Here I come lord...

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I awake the next day and I'm now on my back but still tied up. I lift my neck up and glance down at my thigh. It's completely wrapped and bandaged. I fall back onto the pillow and stare up at the ceiling.

Death didn't come.

I've given complete up on life. I don't care anymore. Nothing will ever be easy for me. I won't catch any breaks. From day 1 that Jalonni started raping me I knew my life would be shit. Everyone asks why won't I go to the police. I won't go because who would really believe me? I'm now a crack head, a stripper, a heroin junkie, a sex slave, and a punching bag. All of those things discredit me. I didn't graduate so I lack the basic skills for life in general. I wanted so badly to go to college and become someone. I was gonna get myself and my brothers away from Jalonni.

The guilt I feel towards myself for leaving my brothers is eternal. Even if I was to see them again I would never forgive myself for leaving them how I did. People don't get that I couldn't tell my dad or the police or anyone because that would require me leaving. While I'm fine, he could've done anything to Faizon or La'rey. I just played with hand I was dealt. Don't you dare judge me for my decisions for MY life.

The door creaks open and I lay there staring at the ceiling still. I'm not afraid anymore. The footstep coming into the room get closer to me. I still don't budge. The figure looms over me and I finally set my eyes on Isis.

"Darrien..." She smiles. "You just couldn't relax could you?"

I roll my eyes at her. Where were you when Vontez was killed?

"I'm gonna get you out of these ropes." She says, beginning to untie the knots of the rope.

Once she unties the ropes I sit up and rub my wrists. I look around the room and back at her.

"How are you?" She asks.

I side eye her and don't respond.

"I'm sorry I asked. You don't have to talk just listen. One of the strippers from the club told Daddy Mac what you were planning. He said you knew him as Loser Boy."

My eyes grow big but I remain silent.

"Daddy Mac didn't believe you would try it but he knew every little detail. If you were going to do that it might've been smart for you not to talk about around untrustworthy people. I'm sorry about what happened to Vontez. He was a wonderful person but Daddy Mac had just about enough of him. To be honest he got the easy way out. Usually Daddy Mac would've tortured him and chopped him up."

My skin crawls at the sudden thought of Daddy Mac's rage being released onto me.

"He sold me..." I say, plainly.

"I wouldn't say sold..." She laughs. "More like rented you out."

"Glad you think it's funny."

She furrows her eyebrows. "I don't but I told you from jump about this lifestyle. It's time to put on your big boy pants and accept it."

"Good bye Isis." I lay down and turn my head away from her. She sighs and finally exits the room.

Once she leaves I look over at the door. She freed me from the ropes it I wouldn't dare try to run because I know in the other side of that door is a trap. I lay in the bed looking around at objects for the next few hours.

Finally, at Midnight the door opens again. Before I could even sit a black sack is thrown over my head and I am injected with something again. I try to get the bag off of my head but my fight was lost once the injection kicked in. My head slumped over and I was gone.

Once I finally regained consciousness I opened my eyes in a room. The light was very dim and I couldn't quite make out my surroundings. My head was throbbing at this point. I looked over towards the window and it was night time. Then, I noticed that it was a window of a house. I quickly ran over to the window and peered out. The windows had burglar bars on them.

No escape.

I sighed heavily and sat back on the bed in the room. I cupped my face in my hands and slumped back onto the pillow. I laid there and stared at the ceiling for a bit before I dozed off.

My sleep was interrupted by a voice outside my door. Lamont's voice. I covered my head with the pillow just in case he peeking in to see if I was up. The door creaked opened and I could clearly hear Lamont speaking.

"I'm gonna go in and see if he's up and then you can have some fun with him." He says and my heart starts racing.

Not again.

The door closed and his footsteps neared the bed. It seems as it was forever but his footsteps continued moving about the room. My eyes roamed around followed the sound of his feet shuffling. The door opened again and there was quiet. I waited a second before moving the cover from over my head. Once I did, The covers were pulled off of me and I was pounced on. These weren't hands of Lamont. I felt like whoever this was had to be smaller than him but he still had a little meat on him and strength.

The person started to kiss on my neck and grown in my ear.

"I can go all night so I hope you're ready." The person says and turns me over on my stomach.

"Please..." I beg. "I'm hurt and tired. Just leave me alone.."

"Are you crying?" The person stops and asks.

I nod my head yes while still laying on the pillow face down.

"My uncle said you were okay with roughness. That it's like your job." He says, sitting up still on my back.

"Please stop..." I continue to cry.

"I'm sorry..." He gets off of me and tugs on my shoulder to turn me around.

I knew he wasn't about to stop his actions, but he would be more caring since he stopped. I tried to resist turning to face him but his grip tightened. I finally gave up the fight and turned over. My heart fluttered and my eyes started to water once I came face to face with someone from my past. All of these undiscovered emotions came forward once I said his name out loud.

"Theo...."