"We have to let go of the life we have planned to live the life we have been given"

Can you imagine a point in your life where everything you know has been ripped away from you, a point where there is no point in fighting anymore? Imagine a point where by you are willing to accept death and actually wish for it, a point whereby you are just tired. All the hope has been taken from you, all your dreams, you dread every moment that passes and pray for your death.

Life can be unfair, you do all the good stuff and still suffer. You do all the bad stuff and still suffer, it seems like all we here to do is suffer. I lay on a thin mattress covered in torn, dirty sheets. It was dark and it blended with my mood. I knew this place, I knew it perfectly well.

It was the place where he raped me, the scene played over and over in my mind and the pain I felt right now seemed to consume me.

I hated myself, dreaded the point that I had sucked up to him, thought him human, thought him caring. All those times he fucked me and I begged for more, all those times I craved his touch, how loose I had been. I hated myself.

The air smelt so bad but I didn't care, I couldn't even feel the cold that had my feet numb. I heard the screeching of the steel bars against the floor and didn't even raise my head, I didn't care who it was.

The lights were turned on, blinding me. I shoved my head more to the dirty sheets to protect my eyes. I could hear the patter of footsteps coming towards me, could feel the stares on my back. There seemed to be a crowd and I knew perfectly well why. This was the day I dreaded, this was what had kept me in good behaviour and this was my death.

"Get up!" I could recognise this voice in my sleep, in hell. It used to give me creeps but not now, I wasn't scared of him , he'd do what he wanted to do to me whether I complied or not.

"I said get up!"

He had destroyed me, destroyed me for no reason.

"Guards bring her up!"

Two pairs of hands found my arms and roughly pulled me up and off the bed. I stood just right in front of him and for the first time in a long time I looked right straight in his eyes.

I held the stare like he was beneath me.

His dark hair was messy, jaw strong and hard, his face as deadly as hell. I should have been afraid, should have crumbled just from his stare but I didn't. I was tired.

Tired of him.

"You dare go against me? You dare cross me? You break out of my house with my servants. How dare you? you ungrateful bitch, " he was now heaving , his face turning red.

"You will regret this, I swear to make you suffer for the rest of your worthless life"

I felt tears creep inside me, the pain was unbearable. I just couldn't understand why I was suffering like this.

I hadn't done anything wrong, he was the one who took me away from my family. He was the one who raped me. He was the one who beat me and threatened me. So why did he want me to suffer? What had I done to him except for respecting and giving him my body?

What more did he want from me? I gave him everything. I even gave him my heart so why did he hate me so much?

My lips trembled and I couldn't hold myself but just burst into tears.

"What do you want from me? you kidnapped me, beat me and raped me. Even after that I gave you my body and did everything you wanted. I just... Want to go ... H... o.. me, why can't you just let me go. I can't stay here. You killing me, you've took everything from me, what more do you need huh? If you want to kill me just do it, am tired. I can't do this anymore, you are a monster"

My knees gave out and I found myself being supported by the pair of hands. The room went still with me bawling my heart out. My whole body trembled whilst his eyes lay on me.

He didn't move nor talk but just looked at me, his emotions were written on his face. He seemed fazed, maybe he cared. Maybe just maybe he wouldn't hurt me.

I stared at him through my watery eyes hoping he would let me go, his eyes were soft.

"Guards, take turns on her."

Everyone gasped.

I couldn't believe my ears.

My heart broke as pain exploded and crippled my body. It seemed as if everything was in slow motion, the maids weeping, my heart breaking, and the smirk that spread across Rafael's face.

I wanted to scream but couldn't, wanted to fight as the guards dragged me to the bed but I couldn't, everything in my body was crippled. I looked to his eyes, begging but I saw that there was no hope.

Adrenaline finally pumped in, so much fear spread all over. A throat tearing scream broke through.

"No!"

I kicked and kicked but they were too strong for me.

Tom came in the cell running, he grabbed Rafael by the collar of his T-shirt and punched him hard.

"You fuck'n bustard, let her go!" He punched Rafael again causing Rafael to fall to the ground.

Tom sat on him straddling and threw more punches. Rafael dragged Tom to the ground and sat on him then threw his own punches.

Everyone paused and watched the two battle it out.

Tom shoved Rafael off him before getting up and kicking him over and over again.

The guards stood there debating if they should break the fight or let them kick each other till one wins.

Rafael got up and the men fought, threw punches, kicks, some karate moves. They were both bleeding, neither of them willing to go down. The guards decided to butt in and restrain the two from killing each other.

"Let her go man, why you doing this, don't do this to her" Tom shouted as two men held his arms.

"Hold him down guards, I want him to watch as you have your way with her." Rafael said as he spat blood from his mouth.

Five guards beat Tom to the ground and held his twitching self-down.

"Guards get on with it!" Rafael shouted, as I wept so hard.

I tried kicking but one guard held my legs while the other held my hands with another taking off his pants.

My chest seemed to close in on me as I saw the buffy man take off his boxers with his humongous manhood showing.

He crawled on top of me as the other spread my legs and held them tight.

"Stop!" a low voice came from behind the crowd causing everyone to pause.

My heart stopped as the crowd opened some space.

Ruby!

I gasped, tears rolling down my ears, they caught her.

She crawled on the floor, butt naked with blood covering her all over, her whole face was swollen. She had marks all over.

"Please stop, she's pregnant!"

Everyone gasped.

What?

My mind seemed to freeze, everything seemed to freeze.

"What?" Rafael turned to her.

"Miss Harley is pregnant." Ruby said again, her voice faint and forced. She was in pain.

Out of nowhere, a gunshot was fired as everyone screamed.

I didn't understand what was happening, I couldn't process what was happening. A guard only wearing pants stood holding the gun.

"Sorry boss, bitch dug her nails in my eyes as I rode her and escaped from her cell. You said I should kill her if she escapes again, right."

"Ruby!" I screamed as I fought with every energy I had in my body.

Ruby!