DON

CHAPTER 4:BIRTHDAY GIFT

Noras POV

I woke up after what felt like eternity but was probably just a few hours. The room was dark with no window or way outside, so I couldnt tell if it was day or night. I got up from the uncomfortable position on the floor and made my way to the door. I have no idea how I was able to walk, as sleeping on the cold hard floor didnt help my already aching body. I twisted the knob of the door but it was still locked. I banged on the door hoping Max will let me out since it was my birthday.

Please Max, let me out. I promise I wont come out from my room I pleaded.

I love my room; its the only place that gives me joy. Its the only place I feel a bit safe from Max.

Shut up w***e!

I continued banging on the door knowing it will irritate him. If I cant hurt him, at least I can irritate the hell out of him. I heard a click and the door swung open with force. I stepped back dodging the door and lost my balance. Expecting to feel the floor hit my face, a hand grabbed me from my neck, stopping my fall. I was grateful to this person for stopping me from feeling anymore pain, until I saw who it was. Max slapped me hard across my face, his grip on my neck tightening.

So now you think you can stand up to me because youre now eighteen he barked.

I didnt bother to reply him or even fight back as it will be useless. All the love I once had for him flew out the window last night, when he took what I valued the most.

He released his grip and threw me on the floor. He threw a black duffel bag on the floor next to me.

Take that to your room and put in on. Dont you dare leave until I ask you to. Understood! he said in a disgusted tone.

I glared at him with the same disgusted look he was giving me. He stormed out of the room leaving me behind. Since it was still too painful to walk, I leaped and took the black bag to my room. It was bright out so it should be morning. It took a while for my eyes to adjust to the brightness. I have never been happier to see my room. Sitting on my bed, I looked at the contents of the bag. It was a yellow laced gown that looked two sizes smaller than me. This was a surprise as this was the first cloth Max has given me since my grandparents died. All I ever had since then were hand me downs from my grandma. Yes, you heard me well, my grandma. I would sew them down to my size but it was always too big either ways, its not like I had a choice, Max never gave me money and he didnt let me work. Maybe this was the birthday gift he was talking about. But knowing Max I shouldnt get my hopes up.

I stood up from the bed and walked to the shower. I really need one. As the warm water ran through my body, I scrubbed real hard despite the pain I felt from the bruises, trying to get the disgusting sensation of their lips and hands off my body. But no matter how hard I scrubbed the feeling refused to leave. Freshly new tears mixing with the water as I recalled all that happened. How I had been stripped of my virginity.

I got out of the shower and walked to the mirror beside the shower. My once fresh and flawless body was now disheveled and bruised. Black spots scattered everywhere. My eyes started watering again. I wrapped my towel around my body and left the bathroom.

The yellow dress was lying on my bed. I skimmed my hands through it wondering why Max will gift it to me after what he did yesterday. I reluctantly picked it up and put it on, walking to the standing mirror in the room. It was definitely overly fitted, about two sizes smaller, making my boobs and curves pop out. I couldnt help admiring myself, its the nicest thing Ive worn. But remembering who had given it to me, it started to itch like crazy. I walk over to the bed not wanting to do anything to my hair. I have very stubborn hair and I am not in the mood to tame it. I notice my closet is slightly open. I opened it only to find my clothes were missing. And I mean all of them, I checked my underwear drawer next and noticed they were all gone too. Where the hell did my clothes go.

I wouldve gone to ask Max but since he said I shouldnt go down until I am asked to, so I took a Sherlock Holmes books from a box I keep my books and got busy with it. Im not really a romance type as the only romance I ever experienced was when my parents got me a hamster for my third birthday. Miss Skittles died three days later leaving a three-year-old heartbroken me behind. So, no offense to all the romance lovers out there but I just dont believe in love. I mean why love when heartbreak is like the main dish to the appetizer (in this case is love).

I didnt have to wait long as I havent gotten to the fifth page when I heard him yell like the world was gonna end.

Nora, get down here now

I did as he said and left the room. Something in me felt like it was the last time I would be seeing my room. I got to the living room where I think he was, my eyes meeting with four men dressed in cooperate black and black shades, like they came straight out of a men in black movie. They sat on the two-seat couch opposite each other wearing a serious expression. They all had this dark aura that could scare anyone, including me. Remembering what happened yesterday my legs began shaking with fear. Would I get r***d again?

One of the guys that looked like he was in his early 20s got up and handed Max a bundle of what I call fresh cash, from a briefcase he was holding. Now that I notice they all held briefcases and guns.

Heres your balance for her, men in black 1 said.

For who I didnt know when I blurted that out so I quickly covered my mouth with my left hand.

Nora, Nora, Max said stalking towards me. I got into some. trouble with the mafia, you see I had some debts to pay and I couldnt risk them killing me, now could I?

I looked at him confusingly trying to get his point. And wait did he just say MAFIA. That explains the men.

SoI sold you to the Don instead Max said proudly, smirking like there was no tomorrow.

My legs stayed rooted in their spot while my brain tries to understand what he just said. But not for long as one of the men grabbed me and another grabbed a box I didnt know was there till now.

With the strength I had, I fought back and thrashed around wildly in the mans hand. But who am I kidding; this wasnt a David and Goliath story. They were way too strong like they were trained to carry young hopeless girls away.

Please Max, dont do this, you can do anything you want with me but just dont sell me I cried out hoping he would realize his mistake and tell them to let me go. But the only expression on his face was satisfaction. The satisfaction that he had finally gotten rid of the person he hates the most in the world. He got up and opened the door letting the men out.

Once we were outside, I didnt stop fighting and screaming hoping to get the attention of the neighbors, then I felt something sharp pierce deep into my arm and the next I knew black dots began to cloud my vision. Not giving up hope I continued screaming until there was no sound coming out.

Before total darkness covered me, I heard one of the men say Yes boss, we got her. shes a real tough one Don.