(I'm sorry if this chapter is too intense)

My eyes open slowly as it welcomes the light, I didn't try to move cause it only brought pain. Occasionally its only a fact that I should be getting use to pain.

I didn't know where I was my mind blank over as my eyes caught sign of fading wall paper, a small window just letting through all the light it can. The smell of the room was awful like old mold or  sewer water even worse did someone died down here.

I heard low sobs coming from the opposite direction of the room. I couldn't see the person but that familiar sob that I got used to all over the years didn't went unheard.

She must of heard me move, I saw her figure got up moving towards me.

Shasha looked awful her cheek had a raw bruise of a hand and her right eye look to be almost closing turning dark purple. My stomach turn at the sight I didn't feel her hugging me, I was numb to the situation. Her hands crushing me to her she didn't seem to care of her own pain.

"Hey what happen" I heard myself said the sound foreign to me, but she didn't answer only the sound of her sobs getting worse.

I took the chance to look around the dark corners of the room although it wasn't much.

Its just in that moment I saw cells,

Rust cell bars clearly seen through the lowly lit room.

I touch my head it started to pain and what I felt confirm what caused.

I hiss at the raw feeling of the bruise on my forehead. I didn't want to see how it look for how it felt left more to the imagination.

Suddenly the room became silent, Shasha had stop her sobs.

And I already know the reason.

5 men including the asshole himself stand just outside the cell.

These men held serious expressions and honestly that made me move my aching body against the wall.

I didn't have any memory of how I got here but from what I'm seeing we mess shit up.

Shasha became white as sheet when the cell doors slowly open, just as I became more like the wall.

But one thing caught me was the expressions and the look of disgust place on his face as he watch Shasha become a ghost.

My mind puzzled trying to see what I don't remember.

I was scared shitless the image of 5 muscle built men standing infront of 2 small girls didn't seem as a comfort.

No word was said until one of the men grab Shasha, she started to scream while the tears rolling down her cheeks like a waterfall.

"No please no" she pleaded but it went out the window as he signal for the men to hold her down.

I heard rips of fabric as they spread her in an uncomfortable manner.

I began to panic which I fight against my pain to stop them, my body burn with every movement.

But before I was moved I was thrown on the bed.

In my surprise I let out a yelp followed by a groan, I was pinned down my capturer Jayvin.

I didn't move for a minute as I saw the emotionless eyes search my face but it all stop when Shasha scream increase

They were raping her.

I fight against him although my effort useless, "No no you bastard" hot tears ran down my cheek.

She didn't deserve that.

I started to kick my legs all the effort to let him let go.

But all he did is increase the firmness of his hand, Shasha screams fill the air.

"No no no" I chanted but now all I could do was cry "You fucking psychopath" I bite out guess he didn't like that.

He brought his face closer to mine "Its just the beginning" he said daring me to speak again, he got off of me holding my arm in a painful grip.

My face was facing Shasha, I felt broken as they use her body as a toy. I try moving to go help her at least try but the grip only tighten.

My eyes blurred with tears.

Even when they took turns with her I couldn't do anything but watch.

She betrayed me why am I feeling sympathy towards her, why am I helping her, maybe because I have a heart.

I saw her fight against them spitting in there faces but it only cause them to increase pain and abuse her.

"Watch her bleed" he said "watch her suffer, helpless just like you were" he held my face holding it in a tight grip.

My stomach turn at how sinister his voice sounded, I didn't miss the amusement in his tone.

My only response was tears but my eyes suddenly stop when one of the men took out a knife.

They stop all movement

Only sobs could be heard.

"Well boys I guess we wait on an answer" he said turning his head to look closely at me "how about it Eliza, we all waiting on an answer"

My heart stop as the cold feel of shivers roll down my form.