Unique
I tried my best to get shelter from the rain under the leaves of a tree. Lightning flashed high in the sky, my enemy. I ran in the opposite direction, always afraid of lightning since I was a kid. It took the life of my younger brother, ever since then, I'm afraid to die from it too.
I saw a big building and ran in that direction. Thunder could be heard, next, everything went black.
I woke up lying down on a bed. My upper body had bandages on it, and my sacred area and back door was really sore. I reached for a glass of water next to my head, but I ended up knocking it over. "Sorry". The door to the room opened and a man walked in, he had a towel wrapped around his lower half. "Good morning". "What happened?"
"2 weeks ago you were struck by lightning, we brought you here and nursed you back to health. I made love to you baby". I wanted to say that he was a sick man, but he looks like the type that's not afraid to hit women. I tried to stand up, tripping and falling forwards, thankful that he had caught me. "I'm sorry". "Don't apologize, I made love too hard to you". He kissed my forehead and rubbed my tummy, working his way down to my area. "Round: 47".
_8 Months Later_
I was hunched over a toilet, puking my guts out. Tavia and Bonnie were caring for me, since Carver was getting more people to work by force. I hate the forced labor, but last time I said something, Carver backhanded me and told me to mind my own business.
After brushing my teeth, I washed my face and turned to the girls, "thank you guys. I've got it from here". I dried my face and walked around, my stomach was a huge bubble, I hope it's a boy.
