9 In front of the......Lord

It is a Sunday morning and my personal maid Kayla woke me up to get ready for church. It took me time to get up until I heard Jace mum's voice calling my name. I ran to the bathroom, showered and came out with a towel but Kayla was still in my room.

'Why are you still here?' I asked curiously.

'I have to get you ready. this family wears uniforms and you are meant to be dressed in yellow and black and your hair must be in a bun!'

'Excuse me? My hair is not going to be in a bun the other items are okay by me!' I said as she brought out a yellow mixed black off shoulder gown. It looked breathtaking and fitted, so I wore it. It brought out my curves and I sat down near the dressing table, put on a light make-up and made my hair into tight curls. I looked at Kayla who was very nervous and I knew she was scared so I put a my hair in a bun and let a bit of my hair fall on my left side. Her face brightened and I wore the black heels and took the black purse and headed down stairs with Kayla behind me.

'Why is your hair not in a full bun?' His mum asked me immediately as I stepped my feet in the living room.

'I don't like my hair being a bun!' I answered as I saw my mum and her hair in buns it fitted them but bun doesn't seem to fit me at all.

'Mum, can we just go? It's in a bun after all!' Jace said and we started walking outside. 'By the way, you look stunning!' He whispered into my ear, I failed not to blush. We got into the car and drove to church before the mass started.

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After mass, his mum introduced my mum to some people while I stood in front of the altar to pray for me and my family well-being.

'Excuse me?' I heard a masculine voice say behind me. I turned to see a boy about my age holding a phone in his hand.

'Yes. How can I help you?' I asked getting unsecured and I didn't have time to looking at his appearance but I can say is that he good-looking and his eyes are hazel and his hair is in straight curls covering the left side of his temple.

'You dropped your phone, so I came to give it to you.' I looked around and a few people were here, so I collected my phone and thanked him before he walked away. I turned to face Jesus' statue and continued my prayer.

After my prayer, I decided to take my leave as the church was deserted and Jace and the rest were waiting for me outside. Someone grabbed ahold of the hands of my dress and tore it off. I held my dress as tears rolled down my cheek. I turned to face the person who did it when I saw two grown up men, maybe in their late forties.

'Isn't she gorgeous?' the hazel haired one said to the brown haired guy.

'Yes and she will be the food for our lil' monster!" The brown haired guy answered.

'Please don't do this!' I pleaded. They smirked at me and came close to me, every inch they took I moved back until I landed on the red rugged ground. They stood in front of me and bent to my level. They both removed my hand and pulled my dress to my navel point, they tugged off my bra and they all took each of my bosoms in their hands. No! I can't get raped! I'm in the church and literally in... in front of the... Lord. Just then I felt something wet on me, it was their tongue. Lord, will you let me suffer the same fate as my sister. I have dedicated myself to you and you will just seat and watch your temple get destroyed. Don't let this happen! I felt hands rubbing my thigh and I felt my world turn upside down. I managed to push them off and before I could get out something hit the back of my head and I touched my head and felt something wet on my fingers. Blood!I said as looked at my trembling fingers and I turned to face the men and I saw smiles on their face. I looked over at the statue of Jesus.

'I have faith in you Lord! You won't let me get raped, I believe you, don't break my .... t..rust!' I managed to let out before everywhere went blur and a black void covered.