I Belong to My Bully

7. I Wish,I Wish

SAMANTHA’S POV:

“Ahhhhh……You… are… beautiful baby.” He said thrusting deep inside me, kissing me, nibbling on my neck, and tormenting me with his fingers around my teats. But I was, as usual, emotionless and static under him. Looking at the ceiling with eyes deprived of emotions and sentiments.

“F;ck...So good, so perfect.” He said ramming hard inside me, his c0ck plunging deep inside my body, making my body shiver in disgust. The only sensation I was feeling was pain and shame. After some time he was done. He was still painting from the s*x he had, but I was okay. It was usual. He quickly wore his clothes before leaving and kissed me on the mouth.

“I will come tomorrow. Your body is so good. You are the best w***e I ever f****d. You are addicting Samantha,” he donned before moving out the door. Whereas I was standing naked in the small cabin.

Dragging my legs to the washroom aside, I quickly washed and wore my clothes. Which were close to nothing. My head was aching and my whole body was trembling. When years after years you are stripped of your dignity, then after a while there is nothing left, just a carcass to be mourn upon.  

Limping, I made my way out and then swiftly left the place that smelled of booze and s*x. Slowly I walked to my apartment thinking about why of all my life was chosen for this damnation. As reached my apartment and made my way to our tiny room. I heard whispers mixed with crying. They were pleas and sobs and whom I knew better. That was what that pinched me whole day. Her croaky voice peeled my heart but what could I do. I needed to hear what she had to say this time.

I halted my steps and stood by the doorstep hearing to everything my daughter was saying. Tears trailed down my eyes and my heart clenched at every word that left her mouth. even if I couldn't see her but still every thing she complained about stabbed me directly. Sobs tried to make their way out but I had to shun them from releasing. I so wanted to hear everything she had to say. I tried to keep quiet by placing my hand to my mouth. After a while Caroline came out and looking at my tear stained face whispered “She is sleeping for now. You have to talk to someone at her school. This is getting out of hand. I have never seen her like this,”

“How can I talk to someone? I am the reason she is facing all this. Maybe I should die. It would make her life easier,” I sobbed as nothing I could would matter ever. “Don’t say that Sammy. You have to be strong for her. Let her just rest for now. When she wakes up, talk to her,” She said kissing on my forehead and moving out.

I walked into the bedroom, not making any sound and sat on the bed. Then I took her head in my lap and ran my fingers through her hair. She loved it when I did that.

PAST

I was heartbroken too when I saw my daughter crying in her sleep waiting for her Elij to come and find her. But I could do nothing. Whatever I did was to save her from the humiliation she would face when Elij would find out that I was a p********e. This is our world and that was his. 

I was born in Romania. A young village girl with simple and innocent dreams as big dream cost much and I didn't had any thing to grab them tight. People there were simple but poor. I heard rumors about girls being abducted and then sold. But as long as it was not me, it didn't bothered. Everyone around said I was beautiful. A white peacock some would say, rare and magnificent but for a fifteen year old it didn't matter what people would say. Knitting sweet dreams in the meadows with the one I loved was what that mattered. My mother would often praise me with the words that I wouldn't understand at that age but now I do. she always said that with my blonde curly hair and these blue doe eyes, I could woo any man in the world. And that’s what my parents did too. They sold me to a brothel when I was 16 years old.

We were not rich and we had to work hard to make ends meet. I still remember the day I came home after spending some time with my friend Ellis. We were childhood buddies. Maybe we loved each other, that’s what others said. We were always together. He would make me feel the world tripping in my little palms,  when I was with him. He didn’t have much too but he loved me dearly and I loved him with all my heart too. Because our hearts were the only thing we could offer each other.

It was evening time and I just came home after spending quality time with Ellis. This was when I heard my father talk to someone. I didn’t want to eavesdrop but when I heard a portion of what they were saying, life was squeezed out of my body. I wanted to move but couldn’t. Somehow I managed to gather up myself and was about to run towards the door. When someone grabbed my hand.

“Where are you going princess? You are coming with me,” A woman grabbed my hand from the back. I tried to free my hand from her hold but she was way too strong for me.

“I paid for you. If you try to be difficult then I know how to tame wild squirrels like you,” She said now pulling me to face herself by yanking my hair. Now I could see her clearly. She was a woman in her mid 30’s. She was covered by layers of make and her clothes were really inappropriate. Her bosoms were practically hanging out of her short mini dress, which was not even covering her legs properly.

“Dad, what is this? I don’t want to go. Why are you doing this? “I asked my dad who was standing at the back with no emotions on his face, as he had never seen me before.

“You are going with her. We need money to survive and she is paying a hefty amount for you. Now go and make our lives easy,” He said with no sentiments in his eyes.

I squirmed and screamed when the lady dragged me to her car. I screamed for Ellis and he came. He came running towards me from his house which was nearby.

“Please save me. I don’t want to go please,” I said crying my eyes out and trying not to get in the car.

“Leave her. Leave her alone,” he said hitting the lady but the man with her gave him a punch and it was so hard that Ellis fainted on the ground with blood running down his nose.

That was the day my bad luck started. Every day was much harder than the previous one. I was a fighter so I fought them with all my strength. They punished me by whipping me, starving me and when nothing worked they caged me in the darkroom.

I tried to escape a million time but they always caught me and punished me more. The girls with me told me to just stop struggling so that my life could become a little easier. But how could I? I had to wait for Ellis. I had to be pure for him.

I lost the battle when I had my customer. He was an old man and he looked rich by his appearance. I was beautiful and my beauty became my curse. He r***d me the whole night. I was young and naive, couldn’t fight him. He smothered me the whole night with his frustrated lust. I was done that night. I was lost and doomed to this world that night, it was decided.

The next day I didn’t even have the strength to stand up. I was tired and worn out. Natalie was very happy as she received a handsome amount for ruining my life. Yeah, she was the b***h who bought me for her bar. I wanted to end my life as I had lost my purity to a rich skunk. My virginity I saved for my love. I lost myself. I was no longer a pure, v1rgin girl from Romania, but a sl;t what people called.

Natalie was very nice to me the next day as I was not resisting. But she didn’t know that I had lost the will to live. I tried to commit suicide the same day by cutting my wrists with broken glass.

They caught me and treated me well as I was their ticket to a good earning. But after I recovered they beat the s**t out of me. After that day I was another p********e whose job was to fulfill the unheard desires of rich men. Who were good husbands in the day and in nights they took their inner animal out at naïve girls like me.

Two years went by and I was lived like a living corpse. Then one day I started feeling a little blue. But it was normal to the heavy s*x I had. Then after sometimes symptoms increased. Along with feeling dizzy, I started vomiting too. I took another colleague of mine to a doctor. That was when I knew that I was pregnant. I didn’t know whose it was, but the thing was I was 2 weeks pregnant.

I asked her to hide it and she was nice enough to do it. I had a lot to ponder on. A baby, a responsibility, an innocent growing in this hell. No, I couldn’t do it.

But then the baby became my strength. The urge to fight one last time for my baby became stronger as the baby grew in my womb. Still, it was not visible but I could feel it.

So I planned for a week and then after working at the bar at the corner of our apartments. I sneak out and ran for my life.

But I was unlucky, I was always unlucky. Someone saw me running from the back door and reported to Natalie. She caught me and then she knew I was pregnant. She wanted me to get an abortion but it was already too late. She was furious and wanted to kill me along with the baby. But she couldn’t as I was the one she earned the most from. So she had to bear me.

I begged her that I would do anything just let me keep my baby and to my surprise, she agreed. She had other plans for my baby. She wanted the baby to be a girl so that she could earn from her too.

9 months passed by and I still had to take customers. But the number of customers was less as I was pregnant and they didn’t want a p********e with a big belly.

The day Mia was born was the happiest day of my life in these two years. She was a ray of hope for me and I promised myself even if my baby girl is born in the garbage, I won’t let her suffer as I did. She was so beautiful and so pure. I didn’t know who her father was. But the one I knew who could be her father was out of my reach. He was a billionaire and just wanted to spend a good night. So there was no option left for me other than to raise my girl in this slum.

I requested Natalie that I would do anything as long as my daughter is not involved in this mess. She agreed and there was another reason why she agreed. The reason was that a born baby was not of her use. So she had to wait until Mia grows up.

But I knew one thing that my daughter will study. As it would be the only way for her to get out. To get out of this shithole. She will not suffer or do this s**t. I would protect her and I would not let anything happen to her.

PAST ENDS.

I was the one who brought misfortune to her. I failed as a mother for my baby girl the day when the rain was powering hard and I was made to do something which caused havoc in our lives. I wish mia, I really wish my love that I could undo what caused this. But I was helpless. I am helpless and I will be helpless.

I wish he never ever had come to me and I wish I could have said no….