Chapter 57 Pure helplessness
ANGELICA'S POV
It hurt.
My body was in pain, the fresh wounds from the car crash still bleeding.
My heart ached, the wounds given by Dylan and Ericson like a sharp knife digging deeper into my chest.
And more than that, what troubled me was the realization that I was trapped.
The brothers' enemy had gotten his paws on me, and I didn't know what he wanted from me.
I was constantly drifting in and out of consciousness, the helplessness making me curse myself for being so weak.
“Has she not woken up yet?” I heard the same familiar voice and knew Keith had arrived.
My throat was dry, and I slowly blinked, looking straight at the man already looking at me, sitting right before me.
“So you were awake,” Keith asked.
I didn't reply. I just kept staring at him, and he sighed before slapping his thighs.
“We don't have all day for this. Let's shoot a little video. If you behave, we won't hurt you, but if you try to act smart, I can't promise you anything good,” Keith said.
He clapped his hands, and soon, two men walked ahead, one with a DSLR camera and the other with a tripod.
“Well, we get to maintain the video quality,” Keith looked at me, his eyes reeking of malice and evil intentions.
His subordinate turned the camera on and started recording immediately.
“Well, hello. You guys have been laying back and relaxing lately. As your arch-enemy, how can I allow you guys to do that? I have a present for you that I am sure you'll like,” Keith said in the camera, hiding me from the background.
He looked smug, like someone who had won a jackpot, and I didn't know whether to curse my luck or his.
He thought he had a great pawn in his hands, but he didn't even know that I was a pawn in their hands, too. I was as useless as a tool that they were using, and now that I knew the truth, I would be as worthless to them as a stepping stone.
“Let's show you the present,” Keith said with a big grin before the subordinate pointed their camera at me.
Keith narrowed his brows when I said nothing and kept my head low, avoiding it.
“What are you doing? Beg to them to come and save you because I am not going to hold back in torturing you,” Keith said.
He walked to me in enormous strides and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look into the lens.
My dried lips, bruised and bleeding, refused to move. But I knew that I needed to say something, or Keith would beat me up, and I couldn't afford to lose consciousness again.
They hadn't tried anything on me yet, but I didn't miss the lecherous look in his man's eyes as they stared at my torn clothes.
“I…” I gulped before taking a deep breath.
I smiled sadly.
“Dylan, Ericson, I know I was just a pawn in your game, a pawn you were using to hurt my stepfather. Keith is your archenemy and has captured me because he thinks I am useful to you. He doesn't know how wrong he is,” I said, looking at Keith.
Tears rolled down my eyes before I took a deep breath.
“You ruined my faith in love. I might die here today, but I just want to tell you that what I felt was real, and though I resent you, every part of me wanted everything to be real. You did it for Felicia, who is probably the girl you truly love. I understand. Goodbye,” I said, using this opportunity to say the goodbye I didn't say before leaving.
Keith didn't say anything. There was no smile on his face. He kept staring at me as if he was reminiscing about some memory.
He looked at his subordinate, who closed the video immediately before he stood from his place.
“You don't fear death? I told you to beg them,” Keith said.
I smiled at him, scoffing inwardly.
“There is no use begging. They don't love me. They were using me. I have told you this before,” I said the exact words, and the man gritted his teeth.
“Take care of her,” Keith said to his people before leaving.
Fear engulfed my heart as the doors closed again. I looked at the seven men who were standing in the corners earlier.
I knew what exactly he meant by those words.
“The boss said to take care of you. He never said anything about how to do that. Should we take care of your sexual desires first? Sleeping with two men, huh? Your body must've had a good appetite for sex. Let's check it out,” One man stepped forward and said.
His hands reached for the zip in his pants before he pulled his pants down.
No. No. This can't be happening. I could feel my mind going numb.
My body trembled at the thought of what they were going to do to me.
Was this my fate? Was I supposed to accept this just like that? Because I was weak?
No.
“No. Please. Don't do this to me. I beg you. Please. You must know how tough rogue life can be. People must've targeted your family, too. Please don't do this to me,” I joined my hands to plead.
The iron shackles on my legs and hands made a clinking sound as they rubbed against the hard ground.
‘I will protect you. No one will ever hurt you,’ Ericson's words echoed in my head like a sarcastic remark.
They said they would protect me. But now I am in this situation because of them.
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I shook my head, rubbing my legs on the ground to push myself away from the men who were stepping closer to me with bad intentions.
The lust and evil desire in their eyes indicated they weren't going to stop.
“Please. If there is a higher power in this world that truly exists, please save me,” I prayed, closing my eyes.
“Aah, no!” I screamed when the man yanked my jeans down, leaving me in my panties.
My top was ripped open, exposing my bra.
The man laughed at me, ignoring my pleas, and I curled myself into a cocoon shape to protect myself.
A whimper left my mouth when the first man laid his hands on my skin. The digits crawled up my body, shivers running down my spine as he hooked his finger with my bra strap.
“The more you struggle against it, the more it hurts. So stay still and let us have our way. We haven't had real sex in such a long time,” the man said.
“Please don't –” I started, but the man slapped me, making my head hit the hard ground.
“Enough with this drama. You are making me lose my mind,” The man said, his hands choking my neck, making it hard for me to breathe.
I gasped for air, and I tasted fresh blood in my mouth from the busting of my lips as the smell of my blood spread in the air again.
Dark spots appeared in my vision as I started losing consciousness due to lack of oxygen.
“Bro, loosen your grip. Don't kill her before we use her warm hole, at least,” The men said collectively before laughing at my helplessness.
One of them placed their foot on my hand, the sound of my wrist breaking echoing, which was followed by immense pain in my hand.
I whimpered, no voice leaving my mouth, even when I wanted to scream in pain.
I tried and fought hard against my consciousness to keep it. I didn't want to pass out and give them an easy way to use my body.
I wouldn't be able to bear it.
“Please, someone save me,” I whispered lightly as my panties were yanked down and my legs spread open before he positioned himself to rape me.
Tears streamed down from the corner of my eyes as helplessness consumed me.