Chapter Seventeen

Everyone in the room went silent and there was a odd vibe in the atmosphere. Is it that serious? No it can not be that serious. Cara is a strong young woman she can get through anything. "Well Cara is in the next room." Mitch Says with a sad expression on his face as a tear drop leaves his eye. " Then take me to her." I demanded as I sat impatient on the hospital bed. I cannot wait any longer waiting might put me to my death bed. "don't say we didn't warn you." James says as he slightly laughs then he replaces his laugh with a scoff. Cyrus nudges him in the ribs playfully. something is definitely going on and I need to get to the bottom of this.

James finds a wheelchair and lifts me up then places me in it.

Seriously I'm hurt but that doesn't mean I cannot walk. I'm not disabled or am i? nah just joking.

fudge I can't wait to see Cara. I really miss her.

*FLASHBACK*

"Get back to work you Harlette!" He spits all over me while slamming my head on to the table. For weeks I've been treated this way. Some days I wouldn't have anything to eat, no place to sleep or clean myself up. I don't know how longer I can keep my sanity in this place.

"You bitch who said you can eat!" He stomps off towards Cara. She crunches down going on her knees begging please. "Get up you child don't look down on me." he screams grabbing her arm and roughly lifts her up, dragging her towards her working station.

Once my shift was over they dismissed me and locked me up in a new room. The room was much bigger than the previous one I was in and I shared it with plenty other woman. I don't understand why they gave me a new place to sleep and why I have a room of my own now. Not too long I hear a knocking on the door and the key rattling. "Can I come in?" the guy asks from the other side of the door. The door slowly opens. "Do as you please I have no say in my life anymore." I replied.

I wonder what James is doing here. There is no need for him to be friendly with me and give me special treatment. " I brought you clean cloths and food." he says placing the bag onto the bed. I didn't dare say anything. I stood there with my hands on my sides looking to the ground afraid he might hurt me. Everyone violated me so what makes him different from them. "Well good night." he says, walking out the door. He turns around to look back one more time then shuts the door close forgetting to lock it.

Slowly I began drifting off to sleep.

I felt hands touching my inner thigh.

Someone shifting on top of me.

I'm convinced that James has drugged me for I cannot open my eyes. Neither could I move. He manipulated me into thinking he cared and was doing something good but instead he drugged me. Intoxicated me with something so strong. I had no sense of feeling, I couldn't move.

"Damn baby you so soft." I hear a voice say in my ear as they undress me. "I know you like this slut." my sweater came undone. "look so good." Another voice in a far distance says. Everything happened so fast. I couldn't even fight back even if I tried there were too many of them fondling me, touching me all over as if they owned me. How did I get here? A girl like me an introvert. My soul was slowly fading, being shredded into thousands of pieces. Might be difficult to fix later. My body was lifeless laying limp on a rock hard bed, I felt coldness, as a thrill of electricity creeps up my back pulling at every strand of my hair. My toes all curled up even though I cannot feel them. "Oh you minx." a guy says from the other end of the room. "Why don't you look arcane love." he comments.

I know I've got all that mysterious thing going on but did they ever stop to think for themselves that maybe just maybe I am arcane because they kidnapped me and used me to do all their sinister work. Even so after all my hard work they could never seem to get enough of me. Nothing ever satisfied them and when they are bored they tend to mess around with me behind doors which is ludicrous to say the least.

A loud bang on the door causes a sound of vibration in the room and everyone around me fell silent. "Gentlemen!" agh of course it's my beck and call ready to save me. The one and only Mr. James whatever could his surname be. " I think you had your fair share with this one. let me have a go" he says in a bold voice that causes everyone around me to shiver. His masculine power radiated within the bounds of this room. I wonder why these men are so afraid of him when his probably half their age.

I feel my body stiffen as a surge of pain spreads from my toes up towards my spine. I was still not capable to move knowing how hopeless I am right now got me thinking all sorts of ways to commit suicide. "Close your eyes Mi Amor the drugs will wear off in 2 days but don't worry I'll be here watching over you until you feel better." James tells me, while kissing the top of my forehead.

Slowly I begin drifting into a deep slumber with a good feeling knowing that James would be here making sure that nothing bad happens to me but his too late they already ripped all the innocence from me, tore me in shreds, spat out my name and called me a Harlette. I never knew mankind could be this cruel