Their End, My Beginning novel Chapter 42

“You know her.” I looked at her confused.

“Martha… The one who brought you here?” She said in a questioning tone to make me remember. Oh, the sweet smiling receptionist.

“Yha I know her. So she too?”

“No. I asked my laywer not to inform her. I didn’t trust anyone. My trust was half broken after my mother disowned me and it was completely broken when the person I loved more than I loved myself cheated on me and told that bitch, who her left me for, my story. That bitch then told everyone in my school that I am a whore who sleeps around with my stepfather and his friends and that is the reason why my mom disowned me.” My heart ached more for after hearing what she went through and it broke when I saw a tear rolling down her face.

“My lawyer did everything he could to win the case but all our hardwork was wasted since the bastard was powerful. He made fake evidences and made me look guilty. My lawyer as a last resort made sure I got one day before I went to the prison so that I can kill that bastard before I went to prison. I made my lawyer admit her to readdiction centre. When my mom was recovered she-” She started sobbing. I kept my hand on her shoulder to show her my support. She inhaled deeply and continued.

“She committed suicide. And I knew of her demise three days after her death. And that was the day of my release. I didn’t even get the chance to see her one last time.” My hearts break hearing her sound crack. I can understand how she feels, even though her mother did some crazy things she is still her mother.

I give her a bottle of water from my desk and she thanks for it. After clearing her throat she continues, “That day itself I went to her cell she stayed in. At first the nurse didn’t allow me in, eventhough I begged her so many times she was so rude that she threw me out of that place. The way that nurse behaved to me made me remind of my 4 torturous years in the prison.” It must have been hell for her in there for her to shiver from saying about those years.

“You don’t have to tell me about those years if it is hard.” I suggested but she denied saying “Talking to you makes me get rid of the weight I have been carrying for nine years.” She smiles sadly to me to which I returned an encouraging smile.

“Since I was prisoned because of being a whore and a greedy-bitch who killed for money as they called it, I was treated worse. Worse would be an understatement for what I went through. I-” She stopped talking suddenly and turned towards me to ask,

“Do you want the complete details or just some means-it-but-not-entirely words?”

I thought about it for a while but then I thought it is her who is talking I am not important here, “You can say whichever way you want. Which is more comfortable for you and the one that lets you to pour out everything from your heart choose that one.” I said giving her a supportive smile.

She smiled ruefully “The details is it.” She returned back to her position. Staring at the wall.

*Following can be little violence filled even disgusting read at your own risk. Or go to the last of this chapter. Then you can continue after the line (----). Please don’t comment hate words like ‘eww’ because I have mentioned it beforehand that it will be disgusted portion to read . I myself felt disgusted to write but don’t know why I wrote. Maybe because I was cruel enough to not let her have a peaceful life in prison.

“When I was brought there I was scared of what my life will be. Then I was given a room filled with 2 woman who were too big for my small size. I felt like a cockroach compared to them.” She laughed sadly at the comparison she made.

“If I thought entering the prison was worse then what I had in front of me was nothing compared to the fear I had before entering. One asked my name very gently while the other just stared, I thought I judged them wrongly. How wrong was I.” She scoffed at that.

“They asked me to sit when I was going to sit on the bed the one who was silently watching me pushed me down and shouted at me for sitting on her bed and ruining it. She told my position was on the floor for them to keep their leg on while sitting on the bed. I thought that was the worse I would get from them but that was nothing compared to what happened next. We were called for having our lunch, we were given only a stiff rock what was called as bread and some rotting gravy. I was too hungry to even complain. But before I could even eat the 2 woman took it from me and said it was my punishment for sitting on the bed. And that if I was hungry I could only eat or drink from what’s there in the toilet. And don’t even get me started on the condition of the bathroom. It was so smelly that even though we were miles away from where we were standing at we could still smell the disgusting smell of piss.” I shivered from what I heard. God, she has done nothing to deserve that. Then why? That wasn’t all though.

“I couldn’t complain that my food was taken because those two ruled that place. I kept quiet and sat at the corner watching them eat and hearing my stomach growl. Then the bell rang for us to be in our cell. We all went to our cells and I sat on the floor not to repeat the mistake again. But they had different plans in their mind, they asked me to massage both of their legs. And I should not stop even if they fall asleep but if I fall asleep then there will be consequence to be faced. I was too tired but I obeyed them. While massaging one if I forget about the other then they will slap me. Unfortunately I felt asleep while massaging them. The truth was eventhough it was on prison floor that I slept on. It was the best sleep I ever had. I slept knowing I was safe and that no one would harass me when I am asleep.” I felt too sad thinking what a 18-year old went through instead enjoying the starting of her adulthood, to be in college, have beautiful memories with friends and having a boyfriend or girlfriend.

“But it was only when I woke up did I realise that it would only be a hope for me to be safe and not reality. When I woke up I saw those two towering over me. I was scared. I apologized for falling asleep due to tiredness. They said it was alright and since it was my first day the punishment would not be that severe. They asked me to remove my pants.”

“WHAT??” I was shocked to hear that statement but then apologized for interrupting her. So I apologized to which she just waved her hand.

“That was just my reaction when they said that. But I listened to them as I saw them getting angry.”

I was about to open my mouth to ask her a question but as if she read my mind she answered it to me.

“No, no one saw as the cell we were in was completely closed except for a small opening on the door which was closed from outside for someone to talk through. As I said they ruled there and they wanted a secluded cell. They spanked me till I started bleeding and then they stopped I thought that was all but I felt something poking my ass but I was too late to know what was happened before they started fingering my ass.” She saw me shivering from her words.

“Okay to cut it short they took my anal virginity, but as they said I might have a whore to cum from that torture. When they sated me it was their turn. They made me touch their womanhood and make them cum. I had no other option than to do what they told me to for me to be alive. I made them satisfied and that was the only day they allowed me to sleep on their bed. But I was immediately woken up by them. They poke me with a metal and told me to continue the massage. Never did I sleep for 3 days. In between they made excuses for me not to eat hence I had to drink the piss from the toilet. That was heaven for me considering that I hadn’t had food for days. But I got sick and couldn’t do anything for that day so they never took away my lunch completely, I had only little to eat to make me live. This continued for over a year. I got used to me being their slave doll. Until I met a girl who was their previous cell mate, Lily. She was admitted to the hospital because of their torture and that was when I came. We became friends but it wasn’t liked by those 2 hence they started threatening Lily. When the threatening got to the level that it would cost her life I decided to kill them both. After their death everyone feared for a few more months I was at peace but that stopped when I had a new cell mate. She was maniac. She loved bleeding people. And that was what she did to me. She found something from outside which was sharp and started bleeding me but I was changed to another cell when I was almost bled to death. There the cell mate I had was a nymphomaniac. I became a sex doll for her as well. But I got used to it by then. I was numbed to feel anything. Lily felt pity for me and she was the only reason why I didn’t loose my humanity. Though I was sexually abused I got to eat well for them to torture me. And that lasted for a year and then I was released.”

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“So as I was saying that nurse made me remind of the incidents that happened in the prison. So I curled in a corner and sobbed my heart out. All the frustrations, hurt, disgust I kept in myself for 4 years just came out as tears. But a man patted me on my shoulder and asked me to get up. I was shocked to hear his voice. It was my father.”

“The one who left you?” She nod her head.

“He actually didn’t leave us it was my mom’s insecurity that made her believe that my dad who went for a business trip for few months has left her for another woman.” She sighed.

“Why didn’t he come back if it were just a business trip for few months?”

“By then my mother had married that bastard and dad couldn’t do anything to get us out of it as his business was not good then.”

“What is his business?”

“Something related to architect.”

“Wait. Which is that company?” I must be knowing it since I had looked for many architect company during my college days as my dad was strict on me finding my way to success rather than having his help until his death. That brought a sigh out of me.

“The one that boss had recently took contract of. One sec.” She was trying hard to remember the name of the company.