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RPOV

I didn't recognize either one of them, not one bit... Except my mind kind of did. It felt as if I should know them... From somewhere. My eyes stared at them, while theirs widened in surprise.

The woman, was probably in her late 30's, early 40's, had red, auburn, red hair. Her eyes were a light, pale blue, and she was shorter than me by a few inches, but she seemed very strong. Next to her stood a man, 6 inches taller than her, with dark, brown hair, and dark brown eyes, who was very well dressed.

I eyed them suspiciously, and directed my gaze at Adrian.

Jill jumped out of my arms and ran straight into his open, waiting arms. I tried reaching out for her, but I was too slow. Honestly, I was starting to feel very tired and... needy. I swallowed and bit the inside of my mouth, focusing on my daughter.

"Rose?" my eyes darted to the couple eyeing me in wonder and amazement.

"It's really her, Abe," the woman said to the man next to her, a few tears rolling down her cheek. I became very uneasy and shifted from one foot to another, eyeing Adrian. He looked away from me, instead.

"It is Janine."

"Okay, question: What the fuck?'" I think I was way past cussing in front of my daughter, she'd been around long enough, and old habits die hard... or don't die at all.

"Oh Rose," the woman sobbed, not able to finish the sentence, so the man did. And I almost died as he did.

"You're our daughter."

I laughed. Not my best moment, but it seemed life was after me. This was too much already, first Dimitri and Lissa, now them. Impossible. Yet as I saw him I realized where I came from. I looked everything like him. My laughter died, and I felt the anger and tears boiling up.

Adrian was at my side at once, "Let them explain," he whispered in my ear. I stared at him, in astonishment, but his eyes begged me to listen, so I agreed.

We went inside his office, and they explained everything, but at the end of the day it didn't matter.

Not anymore.


5 years ago

She walked along the edges of the forest, not crying, but not smiling. It'd been the first time in weeks since she'd gotten out of her room. She hated to admit it but she was depressed, really depressed. She was loosing all the people that mattered the most.

She shook her head in sadness as she remembered even Lissa seemed had abandoned her. Even though in her heart she knew it was her pushing her away.

But she didn't know what to do, she felt confused about many things. She wanted to scream and she wanted to cry... She wanted to laugh, just one more time, to feel some sort of joy.

She was too distracted she didn't notice the men in the ski mask until it was too late. He covered her mouth with his hands, and she struggled against him, but she was weak. One man knocked her out with the gun he was holding in his hand.

They carried her away into a white van, driving off to a remote area.

Two weeks later.

She sat in the corner, crying. She was afraid. Afraid of what migth happen to her next. She didn't want any of the men to come in, she was afarid of them. But most importantly she was afraid for her-

She stopped her track of thought. She was afraid they'd somehow know, that they'd figure it out and harm her-them. She had to be quiet and not think too much about it.

About that or what they did to her everytime a man came into the room. It could barely pass as room, it was the size of a bathroom with a small, dirty, stinky, bed. Next to the bed was a wooden table with a clean towel she'd have to use after they were done with her... And there was condoms. Many of them.

She closed her eyes, wanting the images to go away, but they wouldn't. They were there. Constantly reminding her, taunting her, day and banged her head against the concrete wall, she felt claustrophobic, she felt alone.

She missed her friends.

She missed Dimitri.

Her hand went to her stomach and the overwhelming feeling to cry was there again. But she knew they would come for her. They had to. She had faith and hope that they would find her, if not Dimitri, then at least Lissa.

It was all she had now.

That and-

The door opened. She swallowed hard, the fear overwhelming once more. He was big and he was fat, late 20's mid thirties. She could already feel the bile rising in her throat.

He yanked her up, throwing her against the bed, facing down, and he hovered over her.

He wasted no time.

She wasn't sure which one was worst, the quick ones or the slow ones. They were disgusting all the same.

Five minutes later he walked out, and she rolled on her side, reaching for the towel to clean herself. To clean the vile... to clean him off. All of them... All of them except Dimitri.

Sometimes, when she's with the ones that like to take their time, she imagines it's Dimitri doing it, or she imagines her first time with him; how gentle he'd been with her, how caring, and loving. And when they're done and they leave, she comes back to reality.

And it's like a slap to the face.

This was her world now.


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