Shanarra's point of view*

Hi, I'm Shanarra Vhietrize Lee, 16 years old. I'm here at the bar with my friend Gidgette. How did we manage to get in at our young age? It's simple, we just walked in through the door.

Now we were enjoying the night. Gidgette got really wild when she got drunk.

When I started feeling a bit dizzy, I helped Gidgette, who was completely drunk, to leave. Her brother can be quite scary, but I love him.

As we arrived at her house, I hadn't even rung the doorbell when someone grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall.

I could sense the intimidating aura of Gidgette's brother in the dim light.

Sachie: "Where did you two go? Are you really testing my patience? Do you want to experience hell again?"

*I got scared instantly. I've been in situations like this before, but it mostly happened at Click's condo because he didn't want us to let Gidgette know that we were in a relationship. Did we have one?*

I avoided eye contact, but he held me firmly by the chin.

Click: "Go to my condo, and I'll follow. Get ready for your punishment."

*Then he left to get Gidgette, who was asleep in the car. Shaking, I got into the car and headed to his condo. How did we end up in this situation? Let's flashback, author.*

In the condo, not even an hour after arriving, the door slammed shut. I closed my eyes in fear as he entered the room, approaching me, and choking me.

Sachie: "How many times do I have to tell you not to involve my sister in your escapades? You're dragging her into your promiscuity. Remember, Vhietrize, you asked for this, so brace yourself."

*He kissed me aggressively and pushed me onto the bed. He removed my clothes, and in one swift motion, I cried out.*

Shanarra: "Ahhhhh!! Please stop, Click. We came here because my sister is heartbroken, and I-- ahhhhh!"

*He didn't listen to me, and my body went numb from the repeated blows. After a while, he dragged me to a storage room and locked me in. Not again. I wanted this, right? I asked to be his slave so I could be with him because I love him.*

I cried while curled up on the floor, not just from the physical pain but also from the coldness of the storage room.

I don't know why, but my eyelids got heavier, and everything went black.