Chapter 11 Marcus Left Me Behind
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“I didn’t do it. How many times do I have to say it for you to believe me? I didn’t push her…” There was no proof, but Marcus always believed Bella’s words.
He trusted her unconditionally.
As for me…
I was nothing but trash.
“Madeline, you deserve to die.”
He always said to me, Madeline, you deserve to die.”
That day, he didn’t spare me.
In fact, claiming me in the private room at the club was his way of humiliating me.
He told me, “Do you know how much a working girl would charge for a night? A hundred dollars.
“Madeline, you’re not even worth that,
“Maybe I should have let them have their ways with you earlier?”
I felt as though someone had torn apart my body as I lay numb on the couch.
“Marcus, please! I’m begging you; please let me go.
I lost track of how long he tortured me.
Eventually, he finally released me when he sober up enough. Marcus was disgustedly straightening his clothes.
Despite his impeccable appearance, he showed no concern for the tattered state of my clothes.
He didn’t even glance at me as if disgusted with himself for touching something so filthy in his
“Marcus, please don’t leave me here.”
He turned and slammed the door behind him, not caring about my disheveled state.
drunken state.
Marcus left me behind, like a discarded rag. He threw me to the ground. Slowly, I struggled to crawl up.
I stepped on shattered glass. The pain and blood were sobering me u
- up.
Feeling numb, I dressed myself and wrapped myself in the shredded shirt. Then I walked out of the room, wretchedly.
It was still raining heavily outside the club, and Marcus hadn’t waited for me.
The waiter who opened the door asked me with a smirk, “Are you new here? How much do you charge for a night? Must’ve had quite a time, huh?”
I didn’t answer; I just ran out in panic.
The waiter blocked my way and taunted, “Why are you running? Are you acting like an innocent girl after allowing a wealthy man to have his way with you? You don’t mind little fun with me, do you?”
Terrified. I nervously backed away. I pleaded, “Don’t touch me, or I’ll call the police.”
The waiter sneered coldly and said. “There are only drunk men outside. Do you think you can leave safely? You might as well lenme have some fun.”
Outside the club, there were many drunk men.
Chapter 11 Marcus Left Me Behind
There was no way they’d spare me.
Marcus knew it would be dangerous to leave me alone, but he still walked away without looking back.
“Go away!” I sobbed, pushing the waiter away as I hurried out.
The waiter was right.
As soon as I ran out of the club, I was cornered in an alley.
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I trembled as I dialed 911. Tears were flowing down my cheeks as I waited for the police to come to my rescue. At that very moment, I woke up completely.
Firstly, I didn’t love him anymore.
Secondly, I wanted to live.
Thirdly, I had to escape.
As far away as possible.
“Don’t touch me, please!” I cried and begged, but they didn’t stop.
As their hands roamed over me, I felt nauseous, the bile rising uncontrollably in my stomach..
“She’s pretty. Let me have a go when you’re done.”
“Can you handle it?”
As I listened to their vile words, I collapsed on the ground. I cried until all the strength had left me.
Toward the end, I had no energy to fight back.
I thought they’d take turns violating me that night.
When my consciousness was fading, a tall, shadowy figure appeared. He wielded a steel pipe and struck the man touching
- me.
Their screams filled the alley.
“Stop it!” The men who bullied me pleaded.
However, that person didn’t stop.
“Urghhh!” Screams echoed.
The shadowy figure hit one of the men’s wrists with the steel pipe and warned, “Touch her and you die.”
I curled up and hugged my head, too scared to make a sound or look.
The scent of blood and the screams echoed in the alley. The rain continued to pour; it was too dark to have a good look on that person’s face.
All I knew was that he was tall and ruthless and was not sparing any of them.
