Their End, My Beginning

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.

“Ha, Simiona Architects. Wait-”

“That is my/your company.” We both said at a time. I said my while she said your.

“I mean the one I work for.” I say to which she says “same thing.” We both laughed.

“The world is indeed small.” I said to which she nods

“So, you mother is Fiona?” I ask to which she nods again but a tear fell down which she wiped off fast.

“Anyways so he left thinking he could come back when he was powerful but got held up by that

bastard. My father’s company was almost on the brink of bankruptcy because of him.” I could see the

anger rising in her that stayed for a little longer. That was the first time she didn’t mask her emotions.

“It was too late for him to come back. He tried getting me out but the traps set by that bastard was too

twisted for my father to help me out of it. And he was too late to help my mother.” She started sobbing. I

hold her in my arms to cool her down. She stops crying but doesn’t pull away. She puts her head on my

shoulder and I wrap my one hand around her shoulder.

“Dad helped me to go to my mom’s cell. And there I saw a letter on her table. It says how sorry she

was to accuse me and that the whole blame is on her for not trusting my dad. She was insecure

because her heart was broken by a guy and it was dad who saved her from that toxic relationship. It

also said that she left me some money which is almost a eighty thousand dollars which was from her

grandfather and that I have to use it for my college. She also apologized for letting that bastard in my

life and for hurting me.”

I felt a tear on my dress so I tightened my hold on her. Poor girl she didn’t deserve to go through any of

this.

“With that many and with my father’s help I got into a reputed college and completed my study ignoring

all insults from the students. Apparently, the whole world knew my story of whoring around.” I tightened

the hold on her to tightly hearing her say the last words.

“Ouch” she said but didn’t pull away.

“You are anything but a whore.” I said making her face me by putting both my hands on her shoulder.

“Really? Can I believe that?” Her eyes started to tear up

“Of course, you can. What you went through is in no way your fault. You didn’t deserve to go through

that.”

She sniffled, “Thankyou.”

“Don’t. You are my friend this is what I should do.” I said and hugged her. She hugged me tightly as if to

believe that I am real.

She loosened the hug quickly and then sat straight. I took her hand on mine and encouraged her to

continue.

“After 3 years I got graduated and then went to so many companies but none gave me a chance. My

dad urged me to take over his company but I didn’t want to take over his company without earning it.

My last option was here at Waynst Co. I thought I may never get this job since this was highly reputed

company and compared to rest of the companies I went to this holds the highest position other than

BlackJack Co. But boss was so kind enough to give me the job and he said it was because I earned.

So here I am for over a year.”

She ended her story with a sigh and turned to me.

“Are you okay?” She asked. To which I looked at her as if she is telling me Damon Salvatore is not hot.

“Don’t look at me like that. That was my past I don’t feel like to dwell on it anymore. Like I told you I

have grown numb to it that I don’t feel anything about it. Might be because of the sadness from losing

my mother who was the only reason why I stayed alive through all that.”

“Like you said I too feel numb from hearing all that. I don’t know what to say nor do.” I said and looked

at her eyes to see what is her exact emotion right now. Since I am not a mind reader I couldn’t

understand anything from her inexpressive eyes.

“Don’t say anything. Thankyou for hearing me out. I hope you wont say it to anyone. Please.” She

begged me holding my hands again I assured her with a smile.

“I won’t. I promise. Though except to Ryder, your boss.”

“Hah you can tell him. He wont react in anyway as he already knows.”

“What?? But you said-”

“I know I said I don’t trust anyone but what do you expect from a boss who have hired despite seeing

that you were once in jail. For sure knowing him for my experience of 1 year he should have checked

my background.”

“You are right.”

I looked at her and hugged her. “I am proud of you.” To say she was shocked would be an

understatement to what her reaction was to hear me say that.

“You went through a lot of hard times yet you didn’t give up though you had plenty of opportunity to.

Here you are sitting in front of me as if what happened doesn’t matter to you anymore. I know it does

yet you don’t want to be seen as a person to be pitied upon. I am proud to have you as my friend.” I

said and she hugged me tightly again.

“Okay that’s enough romance for today ladies.”

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For those who skipped just know that the days she had in prison was not pleasant. She was again a

sex doll for 2 ladies, but she killed them for hurting her friend she made during her time in prison, then

she became an experiment doll for another, she was bleed everyday but leaves her to live for a year

then her last year was with a nymphomaniac that was easier for considering she got used to being a

sex doll by the next year she was released. Now you can go back to para that starts with She ended

her story with a sigh.

Author’s Note: I made her life in prison rough because it is prison and why I made her drink piss

because it happens in real life as a sexual act all the crazy stuffs is clubbed from the incidents I have

read from Instagram news. I know this chapter was rough on you guys sorry but I had to justify herself

for why she was the way kat saw her at first.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.