My babies… I missed you all. I'm so sorry! I lost internet then got sick then my mom wouldn't let me update because I got my eyes dilated ;-;. THEY TAKE FOREVER. Well, at least I got new glasses. Enjoy this late new chapter of Change ;-;.
Emilia P.O.V
Bodie and I walked down a slim hallway. I held onto my jaw with one hand, and rib with the other. The pain was terrible, and I feel like I have internal bleeding. I didn't want Bodie to notice, so I kept the whimpering to myself. It was the hardest thing I could do. All of the pain, and feeling of suffering. But I guess I'll have to be a man, and take it the hard way.
I looked around, still clutching, and the place seemed bigger than a small shack I saw a couple hours ago. The walls were unpainted, and plastered with posters of strippers, types of guns, and just empty frames. The floor was just plain cement too. I decided to walk slowly and carefully, just so the other gang members wouldn't hear me and get at it again.
While I was soaking in all of my surroundings, and trying not to look like I was in pain, I got to view Bodie a little more. He didn't really look like gang type material. He had bleached blond hair, tanned skin, and bright blue eyes. He was also wearing a black sweater, and white jeans; that's it. All the other guys were sagging or had bandanas, but Bodie seemed different. And his smile…
It was sort of, dare I say it… sexy, and lovely.
I was attracted to it. But I remembered he was a part of the gang, a part of all the pieces of scum. I don't think I can trust him by what all the other members have done to me. All I can do is ignore all the pain and suffering that is happening.
We finally reached a door. It was wooden and a bit cracked. "Well, here's your room." He said, but more kindly than I think any other would say in a tone.
"Thanks, now you can leave." I went inside, and slammed the door in his face. I might have felt a little bit of guilt for doing so, but as I said before: All gang members are scum. The room was just a cube, with a twin bed in the corner. I dropped my bag, and lay on the bed. I forgot all about my broken bones, and fell right on my stomach. The pain was horrible. Like giving birth to sixteen babies.
I screamed in the inside of my head, and tried to calm down. But I couldn't. I took the dirty pillow, and put my head straight into it. Also,forgetting about my jaw. My eyes widened, and I clutched it. How will I be able to deal with this? I just sat on the bed, making my back hurt, and stared straight at the wall.
After doing that for about thirty minutes, a knock came at my door. I quickly pretended to fall asleep, which just hurt more, but I decided to deal with it until the pain grew away. "Honey…?" a voice said. I quickly knew it was Bodie. His voice was to soft, and sweet. Not like the any other guys around here.
"What…?" that name. It brings back memories that happened just an hour ago. Kay, Honey. You're going to do something with me in the front while Jack has you in-.
That annoying name. "My name isn't Honey. My name is Emilia. Get it straight, blonde." I said rudely. God, I just hate the name. I never want to hear that word ever again, next time it happens I might get sick.
"Sorry. Just buy the fact I heard Ravi call you it." He said. So that's the guy's name. Ravi. Now I have more information.
"I just came here to talk to you." he said, coming into the room and shutting the door. I knew what was going to happen next, while he was coming up to me. He forces me unto the bed, rips off my clothing, messes up my bones once more, and rapes me. Under that nice posterior is a heartless freak. I'm ready for it this time.
He came closer, and closer… then I punched him. Make my rib ache. He was set back, and rubbed his right cheek. "Why the hell would you do that?" he asked, angry.
"Why the hell were you about to rape me!?" I yelled.
I stopped rubbing his cheek. "Rape? Why the hell would I rape you?" I was unsweetened, yet happy. He wasn't going to rape me, so he is good… but did he say he won't rape me, because I'm not worthy?
"Are you saying I'm ugly?" No girl or women wants to hear that.
"What! No! I just came here to talk!" he sat down on the corner of my bed, and I scooted down so my head was in my knees. No more ugly moves, he looks stronger, he can whoop my ass and hurt my rib and jaw again.
"Okay then. What do you want to fucking talk about?" I said in a low tone.
"I wanted to say sorry." What? Is he apologizing for the rape? Was he in the rape too? Did he beat me as well. I knew it.
"Oh wow, raping and beating me. "Sorry" is all you can say. Go away please." I just put my head in my knees once again.
"I never raped or beaten you. I was in my room the whole time." He said generously. What a surprise.
"You weren't…?"
"No." I felt a tsunami of guilt come through me. Why would I say that to an innocent person? I am such a turd.
I put my head back up "Oh, sorry… and about you having your own room. Do you… get raped and beaten too…?"
His eyebrows flew up. "No! I live here. In fact, these guys are the reasons I'm living right now."
I was suddenly confused. This just wasn't adding up. "What do you mean?"
He sighed. "When I was baby, my mom was a drug and alcohol addict. She drove high and drunk, even with me inside. One day she dropped my off here when I was about two. She sold me just so she can feed off her addiction. These guys brought me up, and raised me like I was a part of the group. I just realized I was working and helping the gang years ago. But I can't leave them. They helped my live, so I have to repay."
His story hit my heart like a stone. His story is much more angst than mine. I can never live without my mother, if only I listened to her and not be in this mess right now. I love my mother. I love my little Glitch. I miss all of them. I can never live with a gang, maybe that's why Bodie is so sweet and strong. To not become like them.
"I am so sorry… Bodie." I did a small smile, and he smiled back with an even bigger one.
"What about you?" he said. I turned my head.
"What about me?" I asked.
"How did you get here? You know, a part of the gang territory. No beautiful women ever go around here, they never even try." He said. I felt scared, but elated that he called me a beautiful woman. I felt a little more of dignity and respect.
"Oh nothing just got on the wrong side of the highway. No big deal." I will never speak of Angel. What if they go out there and kill him? I can never deal with it, even though he got me here in the first place.
"Doesn't seem like nothing. How did you really get here?" I let out a huge sigh, from holding it on so long. I started to explain everything about Angel. From the things my mother said in the morning, and the torture of the rape.
"That jackass. Don't let him get to you. Your safe with me." he smiled even bigger than before, it seemed to brighten up my mood. Believe it or not, Bodie and I talked for hours without hesitation. I learned much about him, including that he likes to dance, which is one of my favorite traits. He is so generous and sweet and kind. I felt happy next to him, not like hours before.
He is so different than the other guys. And he understands me. But, Bodie had to leave the room so he wouldn't get caught. I couldn't wait to see him again, but that will be later. I lay on my back, and suddenly. The pain of my rib and jaw went away! Not to sound corny or anything, but it seemed as if the memories of rape and beating were making it worse. Just memorized Bodie's smile made me feel better again.
And that is where I fell asleep. Happy, and peaceful.
But only for that night.
…..
It has now been a week… or a couple of days, I can't remember. The rape and beatings have only gotten worse. Now they have been using "toys" that really hurt me. Some even left permanent cars on me. Just yesterday while I was being raped, I saw Bodie, who I haven't seen since we spoke.
I had a spike dildo inside of me, and it was terrific. It scratched my insides, and made me bleed. Other men were touching my body from different sides, which just made me tear up. Knowing once again, I was their slave. I was "Honey."
Some member I never saw put his member into my anal. The pain slimmed down since this is maybe the fourth time I've been here. He went faster each minute and I closed my eyes shut. I was sweating more than before, until I saw Bodie in the corner.
He just came, and saw what was going on. I know Bodie is against rape, but he had to see me like this. All naked and bloody. He hid behind the wall, I think so he doesn't have to be included. I just closed my eyes and let everything pass by.
Bodie P.O.V
It pains me to see such a beautiful girl get hurt like the way Emilia is. I love her brown eyes, brown hair, and perfect personality. I have never been attracted to any girl that has been in here before. Minus the prostitutes and strippers. I saw Emilia sweat, and tears coming out of her eyes. I wanted to help her, but if I did, I might get kicked out and have no home.
I also got a look at Emilia's body. Perfect tone, perfect shape, perfect… everything. That's just what she is:
Perfect. And nobody should ruin that.
Aww… sweet Bodie. I hope you enjoyed! Feel free to review, and do whatevers. :P Hey, at least I made 3/4 of the story kind ; - ;.
