Everything happened so fast…
She was walking on the street which her brothers and father had warned her of not walking alone on. Especially when it was night. She only laughed off their nonsense. The street was her home. Sure it was filled with dangers but she was a strong girl. She would beat anything that would harm her. That was what she told herself.
She passes by couples, some decent others vulgar and not ashamed of showing it. She passes by a drunk man and none would notice her or touch her. She was invisible in the darkness.
Then her luck runs out and her robe is pulled as she falls down and hits her head. In her blurry vision she sees a man staggering towards her. She hears him ask if she's alright and she tries to answer. All of a sudden he lifts her up like a knight in a shining armor saving the princess. Who knew that the man would in fact turn out to be the devil.
Despite being drunk and having staggered clumsily before he does carry her very steadily.
She keeps telling him that she's alright and that he doesn't need to carry her. He doesn't answers or listen. There is a gaze in his eyes that terrifies her. She becomes to afraid to speak and can simply look as she is in panic.
He carries her into a hotel room and the people around are too busy to notice her eyes pleading them for help. A tear falls down as she realizes what is about to happen. She almost foresee it all.
The door to his room opens and closes. He put her in his bed.
"Please officer…", she begs tears falling.
Suddenly as if someone had turned a switch in him he became rough and tore apart her simple dress. It was too simple for a girl like her. He looks intensely at her for a few seconds. Breathes in the sight of her. She blushes and is cold at the same time. He touches a lock of her hair and she saw in his eyes that it wasn't at her he was looking at. He was looking at someone else.
"Sir…", she tries. "Please I have to go home".
She hoped it would wake him up from the trance he was in but his gaze only became harder.
"Home? Your home is with me Becky!", he pushes her down.
She screams as he climbs onto her.
"Please, please…", she begs on and on as he bites her skin suck on her most sensitive parts which she had saved for her future husband.
"Why don't you want me!", he yells out while thrusting. "I gave you everything. I did everything for you! Yet why! Why!", he hisses painfully and she hears him cry.
If he wasn't hurting her she would have comforted him with open arms but she was cold and lifeless yet still trying to hang on to life.
The pain went by but she was still sore and he wouldn't stop thrusting cumin in her again and again.
By the tenth time he came he finally became tired and fell asleep pulling her into his embrace.