BELLA |
Raped
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Thompson Lavigne
Petit Lapin
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Thompson Lavigne
Come out come out wherever you are...?
The little girl hiding behind the closet presses her palm even more strongly against her lips as soon as she hear his voice.
Idris Toussaint
*chanting to heavens* Please god... Save me.
Thompson Lavigne
Are you hiding under the bed or behind the closet, fille?
Idris holds her breath even more strongly, tears of helplessness and fear making her squirm
She was praying continuously. If only the heavens were to favour her tonight.
It wasn't a second later when the man, more than double her age, pulled open the closet and found her hiding under the clothes, curled up shaking in fear with tears wetting her cheeks.
Thompson Lavigne
Gotch'ya!
Idris Toussaint
Please... Let me go!
Idris begged him meekly. The sixteen year old girl never thought that she would actually face something this horrible at such a young age.
Working the night shifts in a high end bar owned by her girlfriend's father, she was only trying to make money for her college.
Although, she was under-aged to be working in a place like this, she was still doing it only so she could make enough money for school.
With both her parents dying in a car accident and bank sealing all their properties, she was left with no family but only a brother who just made enough money so he could fund only one of the two's education.
She knew working here could be dangerous and was illegal for her age, but she didn't want her brother to quit school for her.
It has been fine working here since last seven months until tonight when fate got her to be working extra hours all alone with her only customer who turned out to have his vicious eyes on her.
Idris Toussaint
What do you want from me?!
In response, Thompson grabbed onto her wrist strongly and pulled her out of the closet, dashing her petite frame against one of the coffee table.
Thompson Lavigne
You'll know soon, what I want, fille.
Before Idris could think of doing something, her skirt was ripped within seconds and she heard him unzipping himself
Before she could move and struggle from there, a sharp pain wrecked everything for her.
Thompson Lavigne
Ahh. Yeah. Oh. Mhh. *cursed* It's been long since I've had a ****** girl under me.
Thompson Lavigne
Ahh.
Yes.
Mmh.
Fúck.
Within moments, she was shattered like never before.
Reporters
We are covering live from Wallflower street, this high end bar owned by none other than the Blanchett's where a sixteen year old girl, an underage was working illegally late at night and was raped last night.
The next morning, before Idris could gain back her senses the entire media and police sirens were all that she could hear.
She tried to collect herself up and look around herself to find herself inside an ambulance going through some first aid
All she could think of was last night and the shooting pain that she felt surging through her abdomen.
Reporters
What are the authorities to say? Can they give answers to why a child working inside a bar all alone late at night was never noticed?
Reporters
Why something like this happened? Can anyone take responsibility for that little girl?
Hearing all that was going on outside the van and she knew she was in big trouble. Not only did she let down her friend, the Blanchett's bar was also going to be shut down because of her.
She immediately knew that she had to get out of here, and hence she pulled out the needles attached to her body and got up, trying to walk her way out
But as soon as she stepped out of the van, the media reporters all encircled her, showing her face on the television.
Reporters
This is the girl who was raped last night, Idris Toussaint, is it?
The reporters started questioning her inappropriately, throwing insensitive questions her way
Reporters
What happened last night? Who was the man who raped you? How many men were there? Do you know them?
Reporters
Tell us the entire story.
Idris's eyes dwelled up listening to the reporters and her questions. Her heart ached looking at the cameras that were capturing her and showing her on television screens branding her "A Raped Girl"
Her mind went blank with tears rolling down her cheeks.
Reporters
Answer us Miss Idris. Who raped you? How were you raped? Where did they touch you?!
It was the limit that she had now and before the media people could all crush her under themselves, she pulled herself together and pushed her way through with all her might, hiding her face inside her palms, she ran away from the crowd.
The Vow
Idris enter in her home with a loud thud noise of the main door banging shut.
With all that she just went through she had nothing to say or reply to her brother
She just went inside her room and bang the door to her room closed
Worried, her brother Iker came out of the kitchen to see what was going on.
The house had only one room and dining hall with a kitchen and a very small area encircled as a bathroom.
Iker had given the only room in the house to his princess and was himself living in the dining hall on a lousy third hand couch.
Eversince their parents died, that's exactly what life has been like for the both of them. Iker would do everything that he could afford for his princess only the fact that he couldn't afford a high paid job until he graduates
Idris didn't know to cook, neither did Iker but after his mom's death, he took over the charge and became an expert in 13 months
Iker walked back to the kitchen and decided to leave Idris alone for sometime.
An hour later, he was ready with the breakfast plates in his hands knocking on Idris's door.
Iker
Breakfast is ready princess!
But as soon as he open the door and see the view inside, the plates fell off of his hands, the food meeting the floor.
She was hanging down the cealing fan with one of her mom's scarf knotted around her throat.
The only second hand television that Iker somehow managed to buy off a friend after Idris complained about not having a cellphone home played in the background
News Channels
Idris Toussaint, the under aged girl working illegally in a bar late at night was raped on Tuesday.
News Channels
We have her pictures to show our viewers. She has denied to answer any of the questions
The footage of Idris surrounded by the media reporters with mics in their hands played along
News Channels
The police suspects the french mafia behind this as there was a shootout nearby Wallflower street that very night
News Channels
But Miss Idris is still needed to identify the men who raped her.
Listening to all of this and watching his sister's face on the national television with her identity revealed and her labelled as a raped woman, Iker went frozen on his legs.
His mind went blank and he couldn't decide what to do next.
Tears rolled down his cheeks and with weak legs he walked upto his sister's body hanging down his mother's scarf and hugged her legs
Iker could feel a lump forming in his throat, he gulped and started again...
Iker
I never thought of myself as an orphan until now. I knew you were always there with me, and with you around, how could I ever be an orphan but tonight...?
Iker
After loosing you....?
Iker stood upon the bed and pulled down the scarf, carrying Idris's body in his arms he gently made her to lie down in bed and started caressing her hairs lightly
Iker
I promise you, I will make that bastard pay who did this to you before I bury you!
He grit his jaw and clenched his fist, making a vow on his sister's dead body.
Iker
I'll bury him in the ground before I bid farewell to you. This is a brother's promise to his sister!
Iker said and kissed Idris's forehead, with his tears falling on her closed beautiful pair of brown eyes.
Break-Up
Iyla was standing on the pavement at her doorstep waiting for somebody when Noah drove his way to her
Iyla gave him a sharp glare and then turn her head round, ignoring him
Noah
Don't make me force you Iyla. You KNOW I can do it
Iyla
Ofcourse. You're the next heir to the Italian mafia and my dad wants me to marry you so the french mafia could expand and he could become even more powerful but guess what?
Iyla
I'm not a part of my dad's stupid plan.
Noah
Okay, what do you want me to do? huh? I'm trying my best but I can't just refuse the throne just because you don't like it. Okay?
Noah
And what's the big deal? It's not like I'm gonna hurt you Iyla, I love-
Iyla sways her hand up in air cutting him off while speaking
Iyla
It's over. Noah. Just go. Okay?
Iyla
I cannot be with people who kill for no reasons. I'm done with my dad, I don't wanna live with another version of him anymore.
The senior year stud, Nick Martin drive in his mercedes almost immediately after.
Iyla looks upto Nick and smiles and then throws a last serious look at Noah.
Noah
You can't be serious about this Iyla. I love you!
Iyla
That's not my problem Noah. Stop stalking me.
Iyla said in a cold tone walking away to Nick's car, getting inside
Noah
I'LL ACTUALLY KILL MYSELF IF YOU LEAVE ME!!
Noah shouted irritated and hurt, his heart aching with the way Iyla was behaving with him right now.
But in reply, Iyla just kisses Nick's lips, wrapping her arms around his neck, her tongue playing with his softly.
With every flick of her tongue wrestling against Nick's, Noah's heart was burning more and more.
Iyla
You're a better kisser than Noah ever was.
Iyla chuckled seductively against Nick's lips breathless with the deep kiss they just shared, but loud enough so Noah could hear her talking.
Noah
YOU CANNOT DO THIS TO ME!!
This time Nick chuckled, pulling up the steering wheels, he started his engine and drove off showing his middle finger in air for Noah, asking him to fúck off.
Noah bangs his fist against his steering wheel in frustration and anger, yelling
While driving his way back, Noah recieved a call from his best friend Iker Toussaint
Iker
*snuffling his tears* Hey.
Noah immediately sensed that Iker has been crying and slows down his car in order to talk
Iker
Sh-she killed herself.
Iker said finally trying hard to swallow his tears and Noah applied some immediate breaks there.
Iker
I-I don't know what to do. I just-
And Iker broke into pieces, crying like a poor baby.
Noah
You know what? Don't worry. Just calm down, alright? I'm coming there right now!
After Noah said that he was coming, Iker felt like he was able to catch his breath again. He took a deep breath and replied
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