Page 230 of Nemesync
A man kneels to her level, smiling, before looking at me.
Then he just began touching her.
No no no no!
STOP! I try to scream but it’s just air coming out of me.
Burning air, searing my lungs.
I want to run and shield her from him, but my limbs felt leaden, my eyes blurry with tears, my fists clenched so hard that blood seeped from beneath my nails
My soul screamed to act, to do something, but my body stayed paralyzed.
She’s crying, she’s agonizing. I can’t look at her without doing anything.
I scream again louder than before, “Leave her alone! Luna! Look at me, Luna!”
But she doesn’t move, she just cries, and cries.
Tears cascaded down my cheeks.
He’s touching her, he’s abusing her.
My Luna.
“I’m so sorry, Luna,” I whisper, hitting the door with less strength.
She is frozen, and he’s raping her.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry”
I can’t stop screaming my apologies. And I know she’s hearing everything.
Suddenly, I feel a hand around my throat.
I can’t move.
Someone is with me in the office, and that someone is trying to kill me. No… He’s touching me.
“Don’t move, and stop fucking screaming if you don’t want me to tell my men to kill your little friend over there.”
I don’t dare to breathe, to speak, I just close my eyes.
“How beautiful are you, Angel,” he whispers on my skin.
I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.
His hand follows my curves, and Luna is still crying behind that door.
I don’t know what to do.
I just can’t breathe.
His dirty fingers trace horrible patterns on me, and he just doesn’t want to stop saying how soft my skin is.
Please God, save Luna, save me. Please Save us.
No one came.
