A Duty Of Revenge

One Do you know what men say after they r**e you? "Is that it? Isn't this what you've been hiding from us? I've had it now! What's so special about it anyway?..." And many more. I've been r***d countless times. Not because I enjoy it. Not because I want it. But because I can't do anything about it. Because I've been set up countless times. There's nothing I can do, that's what they say. Even the police ignore. But this wasn't the case. I didn't hear that this time. Instead, what I heard was , "I should've touched you first. I should have made you mine. Then no one would touch you again." I don't know this man. I have never seen him, and neither has he. But it resulted to me in his bed, crying my eyes out as my hands were now untied. I'd lost my pride for a very long time now, so I was quite surprised to see the sheets covered in red. My blood. What! How was that even possible? It suddenly brought back the images from the first time I was r***d. Countless other men had r***d me, but none of this had happened. I sat up in the wet and messed up bed, not caring who was in front of me. I'd long forgotten to care who saw my nakedness. But for some reason I cried each time I was r***d. But I was crying more now because I realized why there was blood all over me since I wasn't a virgin anymore. It was my blood, yes! I was bleeding in my private part and so much I could see my hands turn white. I tried to scream, but my voice caught in my throat and I started to choke on nothing. Why me? And why now? Was I really going to become one of those unsolved cases in the world? Died after being r***d and found by the police? Was that going to be it? Why did the thought alone scare me so much? A long time ago, I'd wanted everyone who hurt me to be punished. But then I didn't care anymore. No one cared,no one was going to listen or help. So why should I care. I just lived to eat and sleep,at least with the thought that it was better than killing myself. But now I feared to die. So suddenly! I didn't want to die anymore. I didn't want them to go unpunished anymore. I wanted revenge. Why should I die when they were still alive and happy? Why shouldn't I drag them down with me? There was no way I was dying. I was going to be alive, with whoever it was that was so worried about me now. I really wondered who it was. A few months later... Rihanna blinked, the rays of light piercing through her eyes were really merciless. Why did her head feel so heavy? She tried to sit up but her whole body was heavy. 'What is this? Why can't I move my arms?' "Boss, she's awake." Was she still dreaming? She'd had a very long dream, the longest she'd ever had. She thought she'd woken up. Why did she feel like she was dreaming again? She blinked again, finally adjusting to the lighting and sun rays. She looked around. Where in the world was she? Was she really dead? Was this the afterlife? Was one supposed to feel pain in the afterlife? The room was white. Every single thing was white, except the men who surrounded her all dressed in black suits. Was this heaven? Probably not! The door opened and a man walked in. A perfect looking man at that. Maybe she really was in heaven. Was he an angel? God? Well she'd be grateful there is a God anyway, and she might probably find peace at last. The man walked up to her bed and stopped, leaning down to look at her face. "You're sweating! You look pale!" Then he turned to the man behind him. "Call doctor Ben! Why did you call me when she's like this?" The man behind bowed politely. "You said to call you once she was awake." "Well call Benad while am being nice." "Yes boss." One of the men in black suits rushed out. "How do you feel?" Rihanna blinked, rolling her eyes to look at him. Was she still in heaven at all? Was God this rude? Did he feel this scary even though he looked pretty? This definitely wasn't heaven. So who were these men? Why was she here? Was she going to be r***d again? Wait why were they calling a doctor? What was going on really? "Stay calm. Stay calm! It's okay. Take a deep breath." Why was he saying that to her. And why did it feel like her consciousness was fading? And very fast too. "s**t!" The man cursed pulling her up into his arms, and rubbing the middle of her back very fast. "What the f**k is going on? Where is Benad? I'm going to kill him if something happens to my wife. I swear!" Wait! Rewind! Wife? Huh, WIFE!??! What in the world was going on? Was she God's wife now? Why was nothing making any sense to her? And was she dying again? "Rihanna! Rihanna open your eyes! You can't do this again. Stay with me. Okay? Stay with me, please." Stay with me! Stay with me? She'd heard those words before! Where? When? Why couldn't she remember? Just then,a wave of electricity went through her. "190 joules!" Someone yelled and again she was electrocuted, finally making her draw in a breathe and start to pant. "Rihanna. Rihanna,thank goodness." Someone pulled her into a hug, almost squeezing out the little air left inside her. What just happened? What in the world just happened?