"Bring him in!" a man yelled while another random thug pushed a boy that looked a little older than me. "Bastard son of a bitch thinks he can come in here without the money and leave just like that!"

I tried moving my head once again to see the comotion but with my neck badly bruised I could barely move and look around. My feets and hands were hurting bad. I closed my eyes slowly and thought "What was my greatest sin while I was alive?". I knew young pretty girls didn't live long in the Narrows to tell someone their story. Life sucks hard in Gotham. With all this corruption, no one talked about a girl or two getting kidnapped and killed. I was walking in the middle of the night to feed some dogs I took pity in the day before when I heard something crash and went to look it. I had listened to stories about girl being kidnapped but I knew how to take care of myself. Well, I thought I knew, actually.

I didn't have money to study so I worked day and night washing dishes in some random restaurant run by Maroni's or something like that. The place where I was abducted was near the place that I worked and I'm pretty sure they also saw me but in the Narrows were better to keep your mouth shut. You could always end like a statistic.

I rolled my eyes and thought that the Joke was on me that I turned into a statistic. I let a laugh, a painfull laugh and every head in the room turned to me.

"Just said something, girl?" The "boss" asked me while he stalked slowly to where I was. I opened my eyes and let a big smille. Mom always told me that with a smile all the pain would go away. Oh well, Joke's on me again cause all the pain just intensified.

The boss kicked me hard on the ribs and on every muscle that I didn't even know that I had. "You must be crazy if you think that you are still gonna be leaving this place alive" You torture girls, rape them, eat them and you think that i'm crazy? I must be then! Better than this normalcy. F-A-K-E. I hate f-a-k-e things. "Your eyes give me the creeps, girl! Told you to keep them closed if you donna want to lose it!"

I turned my head and looked directly at a silver colored stretcher and saw a creepy looking blue almost silver eyes looking directly back at me. They may be the reason why my mother tried to kill me? Daddy also never looked me in the eyes.

"That's better! You sure learn fast" Oh you bet. His attenction was ripped from me when he heard a loud scream. It looked like they were starting to give the boy some attention. I could only ask myself what he did to be dragged into here. Poor soul, the fun was just starting. I probably was full of scars but I never did think that it was possible for me to get worse.

"Put her on the table boys! Time to give her a little medical care" That didn't sound good, not at all. I didn't even feel pain when they started draggin me around the room. Actually after almost a month being beaten to death, almost raped countless times, cut into all the places of my body it almost felt... good?

I was scared but something inside of me was trying to keep me going and I did always follow my instincts. Even if they were trying to kill me right now. Leo, the thug that I learned the name, was pressing my arm stronger than before and my eyes were starting to roll to the back of my head. Wow! That felt so good!

"Keep it up, leo" I whispered with a sarcastic smile playing in my lips. Leo turned to me as fast as he could before I bit his finger off. I could only hope I didnt caught a STD. Leo screamed so loud that I had to turn my head to the side before spitting his fingers off my mouth.

"The bitch just bit me!" For the first time in my life I felt alive.