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Chapter 03

Frank Rizzoli had enough of his enemy Patrick Doyle. Two of his men had robbed the van full of drugs of one of his man. Frank had enough! He gave Paddy Doyle the chance to return the drugs or the money but he didn't care. Nothing happened. It angered Frank and he needed to send Paddy a message, showing him that he better not mess with him. Frank had always known that Paddy had two kids.

A boy and a girl, but he had never thought of harming anyone of them. Going after the family was low but Frank didn't know what else to do. He found out what Paddy's daughter looked like and what she liked to do and sent one of his men to get her as soon as she was going out again with her brother.

Luckily for them, that night Maura seemed to be by herself. They waited in front of the club and as the blonde girl came out, lightly intoxicated from the alcohol, they grabbed her, pulled her in a van and drove off.

Maura was intoxicated, but not enough to not understand what was going on. She instantly regretted not having Stephen with her. She screamed out, but was silenced quickly and pulled struggling into the van. She was held tightly throughout the drive, but she didn't stop screaming or struggling. She was terrified. She tried to beg them to let her go with the hand over her mouth, but they simply ignored her.

She wouldn't see what way they drove and as they arrived they put a cloth with chloroform over her mouth so she'd pass out before they'd open the door. A guy picked up her limp body and carried her inside the house.

It was around 2am and Jane was fast asleep as this happened. Her father told the guy to bring the blonde in the guestroom, where he restrained her arms against the bed. Doyle's girl looked so young - around Jane's age probably, he thought.

The next morning, Jane woke up. She wore some hot pants and a tank top, her hair into a loose bun as she was walking down the hallway, humming. She was stopped by her Dad.

"Jane." He said warning and Jane didn't understand.

"Morning Pops." She said and wanted to get passed him but he stopped her.

"We have a guest here for the next days..." He informed her.

"Oh? Who is it?" Jane asked.

"Paddy Doyle's daughter." He said and looked in her eyes. Jane understood what it meant. She knew about Paddy Doyle and she knew her Dad had probably kidnapped the girl.

"But Pops, why? I thought you are not going after the family and..."

He silenced her. "Shut up Jane." He said simply. "It is the way it is now. And it gives you the chance to show me you are any good." He continued and Jane's face fell.

"What do you mean?" She asked. "You take care of the girl while I am not here." He pointed out.

"But Pops..." Jane started but he interrupted her again.

"No but's. Don't disappoint me." He only said. They were talking right in front of the guest room, so Maura could hear their conversation.

Maura could hear people talking outside her room and she could understand some of their words. She was with the Rizzoli family that she was sure of...who else would take her from her home. She swallowed and pulled at the restraints, but found that there was no way she was getting free. She pulled with her leg strength and that did not work either.

Her chest rose and fell deeply and her heart was beating wildly in her chest. She was terrified. Maura thought she recognized a voice, but she wasn't entirely sure. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. Her cheeks were stained with makeup from her tears.

"Where is she?" Jane asked her Dad carefully.

"Guestroom." He simply said.

The brunette sighed and passed by the guestroom and walked downstairs. She made herself some cereal and ate them while she was listening to the radio. As she was done, she fixed up another bowl with cereal and walked up the stairs.

Jane had no idea who Paddy Doyle's daughter was or how old she was. Jane was nervous as she had her hand on the handle of the door. She didn't know how to act, after all she didn't wanna disappoint her Dad. She took a deep breath and then opened the door. She almost dropped the bowl of cereal as she saw who was lying restrained in bed. Maura!

Maura opened her eyes as the door was opened and her heart literally stopped beating. There, standing in the door way was the girl she had all but raped the other night. She could not talk due to being gagged, but the look in her eyes told Jane that she was a hell of lot more scared now. Oh my god ... her mind screamed and she didn't move now. Her eyes slowly met Jane's her hands trembled within the restraints.

Jane placed the bowl on a table quick and left the room again, closing the door. She was leaning against the closed door and was breathing heavily. She had hoped she never had to see that horrible girl ever in her life again. And now she was here, in her house, in a bed.

Her father came out of his office, reloading his gun and put it in his holster as he found his daughter like that.

"Is there any problem?" He asked in the tone of voice Jane hated.

The brunette shook her head slowly. "No Pops..." She whispered.

"Good, because there shouldn't be." He said to Jane. "I have some business to do now. Be a good daughter and do what I've told ya." Frank said as he passed Jane by and made his way downstairs.

Jane sighed frustrated and then opened the door again and closed it behind her. She didn't know how to act in front of the girl who had raped her the other night. She couldn't hurt her...she was restraint, Jane had to tell herself over and over again, before she walked up to her. She brought her hands to the gag in Maura's mouth and pulled it down.

"Please...please let me go. You know me! You know me...please let me go," she begged, tears falling down her face. She breathed heavily and looked at Jane. Now, it was her turn to be in the position of fear...that Jane was sure of.

The pretty blonde looked as terrified as Jane had been those many days ago. Now, she was here...and under Jane's care or attention...or pretty much anything that she wanted to do to her. Maura just stared at her after Jane said nothing back.

How quickly the tables have turned, Jane thought. She didn't look in the blonde girl's eyes as she picked up the bowl of cereal and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Yes... I do know you and what you did to me..." Jane whispered, hurt in her voice. She brought the spoon, full of cereal to Maura's lips.

"Open up. It's just cereal." Jane said matter of factly and waited for her to open her mouth.

Maura stared at Jane and then slowly opened her mouth. She trembled as she chewed at then swallowed.

"Then...let me go. Please...just let me go," she said once she swallowed, looking at Jane's face. Jane would not look at her and Maura knew why. She then had to swallow her pride.

"Jane...I am sorry...please...I am sorry...I should not have hurt you. I shouldn't have," she said and stared at Jane. A few new tears fell down her cheeks. Her perfectly flat stomach trembled.

Jane didn't reply, but brought a another spoonful of cereal to Maura's lips. She didn't know what to say to the blonde. Yes, she had hurt her a lot with what she did. And yes, it couldn't be taken back. She had taken her virginity forcefully even though she had begged her not to.

"Just be quiet and eat." Jane then said, still avoiding the eye contact with the blonde.

Maura took a few more bites from Jane before she was done and she turned her head away. Her entire body trembled and she closed her eyes. This girl was going to take her revenge out on her...and she had no one to blame but herself. She took what she want and how could she expect anyone else not to. She opened her eyes and stared at the window.

"Are you going to hurt me," she finally asked, still looking out the window.

Jane placed her spoon in the now empty bowl and got up from the edge of the bed. She was about to leave but stopped as Maura asked her that question. Jane turned around and looked at the restrained girl.

"I am not like you, Maura." The Italian girl simply said. "Just call if you need something. I'm in the other room." Jane told her and left the room, leaving the door a bit open so she'd hear Maura when she needed something.

She brought the empty bowl downstairs and put it in the dishwasher, before she walked back up in her room, also leaving the door a bit open. She couldn't believe that Maura was Doyle's daughter but then again...all the stories her father had told her about Doyle showed that he was ruthless and apparently, so was his daughter.

Maura just watched Jane leave. There was nothing that she could do. Jane had told her that she wasn't going to her hurt...basically, but she also had not let her go. She stared at the ceiling after a moment, trying to think of anything that she could do.

Finally, she settled on struggling and pulling against the restraints. There was nothing else she really could do. She also listened for movement of any kind. She pulled and pulled against her restraints.

Jane was lying in her bed in her room and had a book in her hands; reading. She heard Maura struggling and pulling against the restraints. She deserved it, after all she had done to her, Jane thought.

She brought her attention back to her book and read for almost two hours before she lied the book aside. She got up and stretched, moving over to Maura's room.

"Are you...are you still good?" Jane asked her. "Or are you hungry, thirsty? Must use the restroom?" The brunette asked the blonde.

Maura just laid there. She had stopped the struggle almost an hour ago. Her wrists were raw, swollen, and red. She stared up at the ceiling and breathed slow and even. She heard Jane talking to her, but she simply did not want to respond.

Jane heard movement downstairs. The side door opened and one of the guards wandered in. Someone was always there, to watch over Jane. Her father was very protective of her, even if he treated her bad. She was his only off spring after all.

Jane sighed as Maura didn't reply. "Guess not then." Jane said and moved back into her room. She heard the movements downstairs and then someone walking up the stairs. Jane was used to that her whole life already. The door to her room got opened and a man looked inside.

"Janie, are you alright?" He wanted to make sure. The brunette girl nodded.

"Yeah, thanks Joe." She smiled and the man gave a nod and left the room again. He then moved into the guestroom. He just wanted to take a look at Doyle's daughter, but as he saw how beautiful she was, he stepped inside.

"Hey. Bad day?" He asked, chuckling a bit as he looked down at her. She must've been Jane's age, he figured.

Maura's jaw tightened as Jane spoke to her again and then left the room. She pulled against the restraints until she heard another movement in the hall. Then she froze when she heard a deep voice speaking to her.

She turned her head slightly and just glared at him. His question was really stupid. Maura figured he must not have been the brightest of men. She then simply turned away from him as best she could. She had never regretted what she had done until this moment...Now she had wished she had stopped.

"Oh too good to talk to me or what?" He asked her with a huff, as Maura tried to turn away from him. "We all know about you...Maura. We studied you, we had to find out what you like and where you go...in order to get you." He said matter of factly. "And I've heard you are a little whore, is that true? Do you like whoring around?" He asked her and let his finger run from her neck, down to her breasts.

Maura tensed and looked back at him. "Get your hands off of me! You don't have that right!" She said harshly at him and pulled against the restraints instinctively. Her heart started to beat faster within her chest and she narrowed her eyes at him.

"You know nothing about me," she snapped and twisted her lower half and got a pretty good kick to his upper side with the heel of her boot. It was the one time she was grateful for heels and for not being tied at her ankles.

He groaned as the heel hit him and immediately backhanded the blonde girl hard. "You little bitch!" He hissed between his teeth.

"I know more about you than you can imagine. And you are a whore. A little slut, even. But for girls... you take girls and get taken by girls..." He said. "That's so hot, I wished I could have watched you doing it. I bet you are skilled, aren't you?" He asked, making sure he stood in an angle where he couldn't get kicked again.

Her body buckled hard as she was hit and the corner of her mouth trickled with blood. She glared at him breathing heavily. "...and you are a bastard...so really what's the difference," she said to him and then spit in his direction.

She pulled against her restraints and groaned in anger that she was stuck. Maura pulled as hard as she could. Her body ached.

"Get the hell out of here! My father will hear what you did and he will kill you..."

He simply backhanded her again. Jane heard Maura's angry tone, and got up from her bed and walked over to the guestroom, looking from Joe to Maura.

"What's going on?" Jane asked, seeing the blood on the side of Maura's mouth. "I take care of her, not you Joe." The brunette pointed out and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"Oh I just thought you needed some help. She talked shit about you." Joe said.

"About me?" Jane repeated and looked questioning at Joe. He thought about it.

"Err, yeah. You know, Maura here, is a little lesbian. And she said...err, once she's outta here she'll...take you." He lied. It was the only thing he could think of. Jane's eyes widened as she heard that.

Maura was trying to regain some sense of control inside her mind. Her head was rolling with pain and her cheeks were flushed in anger.

"I never said anything about her! You lying fuck!" Maura snapped at him and tried to kicking him again with the sharp heel of her boot. She pulled against her restraints again, this time harder.

"Let me out! Let me out now! I will have both of you killed! I promise you this! Both of you!" She screamed loudly.

Joe wasn't impressed by her threats but Jane knew better. Maura always got her will. Her dark brown eyes showed fear, as she moved to Maura and pulled the gag back in her mouth. She didn't wanna listen to her, she couldn't.

"One hell of a bitch, isn't she?" Joe asked and shook his head in disbelief at her.

"Let's just leave her alone. She'll calm down." Jane said and moved outside the room with him, closing the door.

It passed a few hours, before Jane would enter the room again quietly. As she saw Maura wasn't asleep she moved to her bed, and removed the gag from her mouth. "Do you need anything?" Jane asked her.

Maura just looked at Jane. "No," was all she said and then tried to move away from Jane. She stared at the window once again. She had nothing else left to do, but to stare. Her body hurt...her wrists her, her head hurt and her face hurt, especially the corner of her mouth. She turned back to Jane after a moment, tightening her jaw.

"Let me go," she said firmly. "Let me go now...and I won't let him kill you..."

"I'm not gonna get killed. My Pops protects me." Jane said. She hoped she was right. She knew her Dad was a dangerous man and she hoped that he was dangerous enough that Paddy Doyle would never dare touching his family. In this case, Jane. But Jane started to have her doubts about that, since her father had kidnapped Doyle's daughter.

Maura pulled at her restraints again and sighed. She had never felt anything so tight and so hard to get out of before. She groaned softly and fell back against the bed. Her shirt and rode up slightly from her constant struggling, showcasing one very sweet looking stomach.

"They can't protect you from my father. In a factor of 1 to 10...he is a 15 on the dangerous scale. And you forget about my brother..." she said, meeting Jane's pretty brown eyes. Maura still had not forgotten how Jane had felt against her fingers.

Of course Jane hadn't forgotten about her brother. He had seemed way nicer than Maura.

"They...wouldn't hurt me." Jane said, not knowing if she tried to convince Maura or herself. "It's not my fault you are here. I'm just in the middle of all this. I don't even wanna be part of this." Jane said softly.

"Then let me go...god Jane...just let me go. I would if you were in my position," she said and her words just made Jane sick. It was as if she didn't think that she had hurt Jane so horribly bad a few days ago.

Maura seemed to never pay for anything she did or be punished. She got whatever she wanted...and that was that. Jane had been just another thing that Maura had wanted two nights ago. It was still a raw emotion for Jane. Maura stared at Jane. "You don't know anything," she added.

"You would take advantage of me if I was in your position." Jane only said bitter. "Because that's how you are. You are one mean, spoiled girl." The brunette said matter of factly. She fished the keys out of her jeans pocket. "I'll let you go to the bathroom now, to do your thing. Don't try anything." Jane said warning.

Maura did not sit up right away after Jane unlocked her restraints. When she did, she almost fell over. She was so dizzy. She glared at Jane.

"So what if I would...you would love it,"she snapped back and slipped from the bed but was blocked because Jane was in front of her. Maura moved closer to Jane. She was intimidating to say the least. She narrowed her eyes and then simply waited for Jane to let her use the restroom.

Once inside the restroom, she looked toward the small window. She stood on the toilet and saw that she was on the first floor. She looked behind her and swallowed. Then her eyes darted around for something to break the window with.

That woman was pushing Jane's buttons! Jane stood in front of the bathroom door, her arms wrapped around herself while she waited for Maura to do her thing in the bathroom. Jane leaned against the door frame and sighed, looking at her watch.

"Maura hurry, will you?" Jane said impatient. If her Dad would come home and see that she had removed Maura's restraints, she'd be in trouble, she knew it. "Maura hurry please."

Maura heard Jane talking outside the door as she picked up the back of the toilet and tapped it against the glass of the window, cracking it. Then she set it down and grabbed a towel and pushed the glass pieces. Jane would hear something strange from inside the bathroom.

Joe was heading down the hall. "Hey Janie...what are you doing in the hall," he said as he approached her.

"Nothing." Jane said quickly. "I...I..must use the loo." The brunette said and opened the bathroom door only a crack, to squeeze herself through it and then shut it. She rushed over to Maura, as she was about to climb out of the window and pulled her back, pressing her hand over Maura's mouth.

If Joe would notice that Jane had messed up again, he'd probably tell her father. "Sh please, Maur." Jane whispered into her ear. Jane was silent, hearing if Joe would leave.

Maura yelped as she was grabbed and then held against Jane and her mouth covered. She struggled for a moment and then stopped as she heard Jane's words. Part of wanted to screw Jane over, but the other part of her wanted to get out of here and perhaps if she did this...she might be able to leave. She swallowed and remained silent until the footsteps were head moving back down the hall.

Jane let out a relieved sigh and let go of Maura. Then she looked at the broken window and let a hand ran through her dark hair.

"Why did you do this! I asked you not to do anything..." Jane said in frustration. "My Pops will kill me...you have no idea." The brunette girl said in desperation.

"I was trying to leave," Maura said with a dark gaze as she pulled back from Jane. "I don't care if your Pops will kill you. I need to get out of here...I can't stay here anymore..." she said and then before Jane could respond, the door slammed open and Jane's father stood there. His eyes widened at what he saw. Joe was behind him.

"Joe, get her back to the bed. Jane...you go to your room...NOW!" He yelled. Maura backed herself against the tile, slightly behind Jane as Joe came for her.

"No...don't you touch me! Don't!" Maura said, but she could not get away. He grabbed her roughly and coped a feel of her backside as he dragged her from the rest room.

Jane quickly turned around as she heard her father voice. Her heart was racing in her chest.

"Pops please, lemme explain. She needed to use the loo, I didn't know she'd try anything funny." The brunette girl tried to explain her actions. She saw Maura being dragged out of the bathroom by Joe.

He pulled her behind himself and dragged her back into the guestroom. Joe threw her on the bed and restrained her arms and then her legs again.

"No! No! NOOO!" Maura screamed and arched her back and fought Joe the whole way as he restrained her again. She managed to kick him once or twice. Her body moved in amazing ways within her anger. It was hard to deny how hot her sweet petite figure was.

Jane father shook his head at his daughter and then stepped forward when she didn't move. He grabbed her upper arm harder, painfully hard. "Get to your room. I thought I could trust you, but you have proved me wrong. Jane I am very disappointed in you," he said and shoved her into her bedroom and slammed the door shut.

"No Pops please lemme explain." Jane begged him as he shoved her into her room and slammed the door shut. The brunette sighed in desperation and let herself fall onto the bed, rubbing her upper arm lightly, while she looked out of the window.

Joe in the meanwhile backhanded Maura again for kicking him and then put the gag in her mouth. "You are stupid for what you've tried! So stupid!" He yelled at her as Frank entered the room and looked down at the blonde.

"I had a nice little chat with your father today and guess what...he wants you back as soon as possible. The exchange is tomorrow." He let her know and with that he left again.

Joe looked down at the blonde. "Tomorrow huh? Daddy must love his little princess a lot, huh?" He teased her.

Maura cried out as she was hit and closed her eyes for a moment until the pain subsided. Then she glared at Frank as he entered the room. She groaned against the gag and tensed her entire body as she tried to again free herself. Her eyes settled on Joe as he spoke to her and she growled at him, moving against the restraints.

Frank went back to his daughter's room and opened the door. He shut it behind himself and folded his arms at his chest.

"Now explain or you will get the beating of your life for what you almost let happen. I don't think your excuses will save you from this one..." he said frowning.

Jane immediately sat up in her bed as her father re-entered and wiped the tears with the back of her hand away quickly. She cleared her throat and looked down on the ground.

"Maura...needed to go to the loo, and I couldn't just let her do it in the bed...so I uncuffed her and walked her to the bathroom. I waited in front of the door so she couldn't escape but then she smashed the bathroom window and tried to climb out...but I heard it in time and got her back before she even had the chance to climb out, Pops." Jane explained.

"That is your only saving grace, Jane. You should not have let her out of that room for anything. She is our prisoner...not a guest. I don't care if she looks small and fragile. She means nothing to us. She was your responsibility and you failed. You failed me, Jane," he said, stepping closer to her. His words hurt her most of all. It wasn't the slap to her face...it was his words...how uncaring they sounded.

Tears welled up in Jane's eyes as she kept on staring down on the floor of her room.

"But Pops, she is a human being...and she can't control her body like that. It's not her fault if she has to...use the loo. And who am I to deny her that?" Jane whispered. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to disappoint you. It wasn't my intention."

"Shut up. Using the loo is not a privilege...when you are a prisoner. You know this Jane! I am soo upset at you right now. I was thinking of giving you more freedom...but you just lost it all." He glared down at his daughter and then reached down and grabbed her chin. "Look at me when I am talking to you. Take your punishment like a man!"

Jane's dark brown eyes met his. Her eyes were glistening with tears. "Pops I am sorry, I really am. I'd never disappoint you on purpose, you know this." The brunette girl answered and kept looking in his eyes. Then she closed them for a brief moment, before she met his eyes again. "And I am not a man, Pops. I've never been." Jane whispered.

Frank blinked at his daughter as she flatly told him that she was not a man. He narrowed his eyes. "I know you are not a man Jane! I just want you to stop acting like a whiny little girl. You are not a little girl anymore Jane. You have responsibilities...You are a grown woman. Follow them and stop screwing up and screwing me!"

"Of course, Pops. It won't happen again, I promise. I won't disappoint you again. I've learned my lesson - a prisoner has no privileges. I am sorry I screwed up." Jane whispered and kept looking into his eyes, hoping to convince him with her words.

He roughly let go of her chin and sighed, turning away from her. He said nothing more and simply walked to her door, opened it and shut it. His silence was the worst thing for Jane. It gave her a terrible feeling that he was still very upset with her.

Just a minute after Frank had left his daughter's room, Joe left Maura's, a smirk on his face as he zipped up his pants.

As her father had left, the brunette girl cried into her pillow like almost every night because of her father. Jane eventually fell asleep and woke up in the middle of the night. She looked at her alarm clock, it read: 3:28AM. She sighed and climbed out of her bed quietly. She knew her Dad was fast asleep.

She walked downstairs in the kitchen and drunk a glass of water, then she refilled it and walked upstairs and into Maura's room, closing the door behind herself. Though she didn't switch the light on, not wanting Joe or her Dad notice that she was in Maura's room.

"Maura?" Jane whispered quietly, trying to find out if she was awake.

Maura cried hard the moment that she was alone, twisting and turning her body in utter anguish. It had then taken her hours to fall asleep and when she finally did, it was restless sleep. She was woken just a few hours later to a soft voice speaking her name.

She moaned softly against her gag because she dared to move and her body hurt terribly bad. Her cheeks were stained with tears that Jane could not see and her clothing was twisted all over her body. There was blood between her legs that Jane would see if and when she would turn on a light.

Jane moved over to Maura and sat down on the edge of the bed, as she heard her moan against the gag, knowing that she was awake.

"I'll remove the gag now but please don't scream." Jane whispered and pushed the gag out of Maura's mouth. "I remembered you didn't had anything to drink all day...I brought you a glass of water, are you thirsty?" Jane whispered.

"Y-yes," she said almost so soft that Jane could barely hear her. Maura chin trembled in the darkness and she drank the water so fast that she started to cough for a moment. She finally swallowed and looked at Jane in the darkness. "Thank you," she said after a moment and then closed her eyes, crying softly in the darkness.

Jane placed the now empty glass aside. She heard Maura cry and bit her lip. "You know, I've heard my Pops and Joe talking...and they said they exchange you tomorrow...well today already...that means you get to go back to your family." Jane whispered, not knowing if Maura knew, but she wanted to cheer her up with the information.

"I know," she said and sniffed back some tears. She blinked several times and let out a heavy sigh. She didn't even speak of what had happened to her...and she never would, to anyone. Her body had been used and she now understood what the felt like and she was never going to do it to another person again.

She swallowed, "I am so sorry for what I did to you...I should have never done something like that...god I am sorry..."

Jane silenced as the blonde girl reminded her of the night as she had lost her virginity. "Maura, don't..." Jane whispered. "...don't remind me. I try to forget. And please never tell anyone what you did...if my Pops finds out he'll kill me..." Jane whispered and she meant it.

He'd be so disappointed of her, that she couldn't fight off the three girls, that she had let it happen to her, that a girl did it to her and that she had lost her pureness before she got married. "He's just very strict." Jane explained quietly to Maura.

"Who would I possibly tell," she said in the darkness and shifted. She made a pained face that Jane wouldn't see in the dim light. Her body ached very bad and she just wanted the burning to stop between her legs. She was sure she was bleeding a little...he was a lot bigger than she was able to fit physically. He was a big man. She closed her eyes and her chest heaved.

"Your thousand of friends in the club." Jane answered quietly and noticed Maura shifting. Jane could imagine that it wasn't nice lying in the same position all day but Jane couldn't change anything about it.

"Maura, when you return to your father, can you tell him not to try to kill my Pops? He's my only family here and I wouldn't know what to do if I lost him." She whispered.

Maura squared her jaw at Jane's words about her friends at the club, but she didn't say anything further about it because Jane's next words took her off guard. She sighed and shook her head.

"That is going to be next to impossible. Your father kidnapped me. How can I even convince him not to take his revenge. I don't even..."

"Because your father stole something from my Pops. And in order to get it back, he kidnapped you. He would have never done it otherwise if he had known other options. He doesn't go after women and kids." Jane explained to her.

"And you've been treated well here...my Pops never slapped you or did anything to hurt you physically..and well, I didn't either." Jane said.

Maura instantly got angry at Jane's words. "Yeah, you never hurt me and neither did your damn pops, but that doesn't mean that nothing happened with your fucking guard," she said in anger and her words got just a little too loud for Jane's comfort. Maura started to pull against the restraints.

"Turn the light on! Do it!"

"Sh, Maura please." Jane begged her. She grabbed the pillow from underneath Maura's head and put it in front of the door, so when she turned on the light, nobody could see it from outside. She squeezed her eyes shut at the brightness of the light and then looked at Maura. She saw Maura's clothing twisted all over her body and then blood between her legs. Jane was shocked as she saw that and didn't know what to say.

Maura's eyes were shut as Jane turned on the light and she did not open them right away. Her body looked a mess on the bed and within the restraints. When she finally opened her eyes she saw the shock on Jane's face.

"He did this...he-he raped me..." she said, meaning the guard. "While your father was yelling at you. No one heard me screaming...No one came to save me..."

Jane's heart broke at her words and she closed her eyes. She knew exactly how Maura felt and how helpless she must have felt that nobody came to rescue her. It all reminded Jane of her own rape, where she had begged and pleaded Maura to stop but she didn't...but in her case, three other girls had witnessed the rape. They could have helped her but they didn't.

"Maura...I..am sorry. I...don't know what to s-say. I would have saved you." Jane whispered, looking back into Maura's face. "I'll tell my Pops and he'll kill Joe for doing that. He doesn't approve such a behavior."

"No you wouldn't have. You knew very well that I got exactly what I deserved. You can't deny it. You won't," she said bitterly and shifted against the restraints. Her body hurt like hell. She breathed deeply and looked at Jane again.

"Let my father kill him and my brother...that will be worse. Don't say anything...he will meet a very bad end..." she said and her smile was dark.

Jane glared at the blonde girl now. "Don't say that! Don't say that I wouldn't have helped you. You don't know me, you don't know anything about me. Just because I am the daughter of a mafia boss doesn't mean I have no heart! And I do - I do deny it - I had no idea he'd do that to you. I would have put a stop to this if I had known this because I exactly know how it feels to get raped!"

Maura opened her mouth to say something back to Jane in anger, but the pretty brunette's words of knowing how it feels to be raped halted anything she could have said. She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. It was her fault...it was all her fault that this nice girl had to feel that for the rest of her life.

"I am sorry...I truly am...please...just let it go...move on and never think of it again. I am sure you can do that...OK...I am sorry," she said and turned her head away from the girl.

Jane turned off the light again and grabbed the pillow from the door. She moved over to Maura and put it underneath her head again.

"Just try to sleep now. Tomorrow you're gonna be back with your family." Jane said. She even adjusted the blanket and pulled it over Maura's body so she wouldn't be cold.

Maura sighed and closed her eyes as Jane gave her back the pillow and then covered her up. Her arms and legs still ached and she had bruising on the right side of her face from being hit. She finally passed out after a while when Jane finally left.

TBC

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