Douleur Darice's

Chapter 1

"NO! Please stop!!!" I exclaimed begging for mercy, breaking away from the tight grip of his big cold hands. My back laid flat on a wall exposed to the hazards of the city streets. I closed my eyes wishing it was all just a scary nightmare, but it wasn't; I prayed and I prayed.

I cried out loud hoping that someone would help me, then tears started flowing on my cheeks. Then after a while he was done with me, I stared at his menacing blue eyes. He grinned at me; I trembled in fear as the chilly breeze feast on my bare body. He slowly took something from his pocket as he whispered to my ears.

"You were such an obedient girl…". My body was completely paralyzed out of fear, but still I tried my best to shout for help. He finally revealed a small knife tightly clutched by his hand. It reflected the light of the street lamp as he pointed it to my face. I thought he would quickly stab me, but instead he swiftly cut some of my hair and said, "…just some remembrance".

He was going to stab me when I heard someone running, "Stop!!!" God has finally answered my prayers. In front of us was a young mysterious man with a muscular figure.

The stranger attacked the creepy man; he took his knife from him with such ease. With no words coming out of his mouth the stranger pointed the knife to the man. The man glared at the stranger as he cursed him.

The man fled… only leaving his knife with the stranger and taking some of my honey blonde hair. I sat on the cemented ground, petrified. My dull green eyes frozen, due to the rapid events that occurred to me.

My attention was then taken by the stranger, "Are you alright miss?!?" he concernedly asked me as he knelt down. I was so ashamed of myself for I sat naked in front of two men already that night.

"Oh I'm sorry!" noticing that I was naked he quickly gave me his fur jacket, "T-thank you…" I gave some gratitude to the man that just saved my life. "We need to report this to the police!" "Don't! Please don't…" I said as I turned my face away from him. I was too scared; I didn't want them to know.

They might hate me. If we report it to the police my father would also know about it. I don't want that to happen! I've been such a burden to my father for too long, I need to keep silent. That night, I lost everything… my virginity, my dignity, my only chance for our life to be better for at least a small amount of time.

"Why?!?" "I just don't want others to know!" the stranger looked at me from head to toe. "How are you gonna go home now with that appearance?" then it just occurred to my head that I was a naked girl with a fur coat wrapped around her sitting on the dark corners of this harsh city.

"I don't really know…" I looked around and saw all my clothes torn except for my pleaded skirt. The stranger looked at my skirt, "Maybe you should wear this…" he took my skirt dusted it a little and gave it to me. "You can keep my fur coat if you want to; it's really cold around this time of the year." I wore my skirt as he stood up slowly. My knees were shaking so he helped me stand up. "I'm really sorry for the trouble…" I timidly said as he looked at me and smiled.

"Oh I'm the one who should be totally sorry, after all this time I'm not yet introducing myself!" oh yeah I also forgot to ask him who he was. "I-I'm Alfred, Alfred Jones to be exact." he shook my hands, "I'm Darice Bonnefoy…" I told him boldly even though I am very ashamed of using my family's name that time.

It feels like I have disgraced them so much.

"You must be hungry, come with me." I was a bit suspicious of him, but still I followed him. I looked at his face more closely, I got that feeling that we've met someplace before. "Where are we headed?" I asked as I kept myself warm through his coat, he pointed out a 24/7 fast-food chain "Let's eat there shall we?" I just nodded because I'm really hungry.

As we got nearer to the fast-food chain he asked me a question… "How can you be so calm after what that man did to you? You're so silent that it's so hard to know what you're thinking…" I was shocked of his question. I also wonder why I am so calm despite what just happened to me. I don't really blame that guy for what he did to me, it was my fault. I was the one that urged him to do that.

Maybe subconsciously I liked what he did to me, so I let him do what he wants so that I can already get my fee… my money…

As I thought about the all that money I was about to get, I twirled my hair at the part where that creepy man cut it. My hair looks odd now, the other side is shorter than the other, and I should really cut it later.

Alfred looked at me "I feel sorry for your hair…" "No, it's fine. I'll find a way to fix it later when I go back home…" home… what time is it anyway? I picked up his wrist and looked at his watch. It was 11:30 pm, and I'm still here walking at the streets. Maybe my father won't mind, besides I have been coming home late since last week. I've been searching for a job, but no one seems interested to hire me.

"Here we are! So what would you like to eat Darice?" Alfred asked me as I stared at my trembling hands, "Fries… I would really like some fries." Alfred turned back to the fast-food crew. "Ummm… give us a large fries, 2 sodas, and 2 cheeseburgers please!" 2 cheeseburgers, maybe he was just a glutton. "You must be wondering why I ordered 2 cheeseburgers. The other one is for you; you may only say that you're good with some fries. But as I see eat you're more hungry than that."

Whoa! It was just like a minute ago he was telling me of how hard it was to read my mind; and here he is talking to me like some psychic.

The woman gave us our tray smiling at us like all the other crew would do. I was going to pick when suddenly, "No, you go get a table and I'll carry this." I put my hands on his coat's pockets urging myself not to touch anything. Well, maybe it was better that way so that I'll avoid any trouble.

I choose a table near the glass windows; there I could the see city lights and the fast vehicles passing through that road. I dusted the seat full of crumbs and sat down daintily, "So how did you get in that kind of trouble?" he started to question me again. I took a piece of fries, savored it in my dry mouth, swallowed it and took a sip from my soda.

He looked at me with his curious blue eyes, "Do you really wanna know?" I asked him responding to his eyes I gave him a it's-quite-a-long-story look. He nodded, "Well I don't really need to know your story, I'm just a bit curious why you ended up in that situation." I myself was also curious why I ended up like that; and as I thought about it I remembered my family's current status. He bit some of his burger and looked at me once more, "Don't blame me if my story would be boring or anything-" "No it just fine…" it just fine huh?

Well I guess if I tell him my story I can feel somewhat better even for this duration of time. Then I was started telling him my story…