broken

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(i recommend lana del rey for this)

I woke up, after some noises ringed in my ears. My whole body shivered, as i sat up and remembered what had happened.

I looked around only to see the same guy with braids, sitting on a couch, smoking a cigarette.

I was so off guard, i didn't have the heart to speak. I just stared at him.

After a few seconds, he noticed me too.

"Great, you're awake" He smiled like nothing bad happened. I gasped and coughed a little.

"Get up, lets go." He demanded, after getting up and walking towards me.

"What.? where?" I whispered, my eyes barely staying open. "Where are we?"

"It doesn't matter right now." He sighed, before grabbing my arm and pulling me up from the chair i was sitting on. "oh.. what's your name?" He asked.

"Why?" I asked, stumbling as my weight was pulled up to my feet.

"Tell me your name." He snarled, annoyed.

"Ekaterina" I choked out.

"What a weird name.." He whispered to himself, but i heard it.

"Where are we going?" I stumbled, as we went down a hall.

"You'll see." He mumbled.

He dragged me down the hall by my hand and i just followed. My body was exhausted and i thought i wouldn't, even, be able to stand, without him holding me up.

When we got to the end of the hall that had crystals everywhere, he pushed me in one of the big, luxury doors.

I stumbled as he pushed me and my head was still all over the place. I looked around the room and saw crystals, in all kinds of shapes, hanging from the ceiling. Everything was so sparkly and beautiful, i got lost.

I looked around to see the paper white walls, that were filled with 18th century paintings and even more crystals. The room looked like heaven, before something hit me. A feeling. A feeling like someones gaze was piercing my soul. Someones eyes on me.

My eyes ran across the beauty of the place, until landing on somewhere. On someone.

On the black, leather couch, was sitting, a tall guy. He had many, thin dreadlocks and some of them were white. His hair was put in a ponytail, as he smoked a cigarette. His dark, siren eyes piercing mine. The gaze of his made me shiver.

The guy was wearing all dark clothes and his palms were covered with black, fingerless gloves.

He scoffed at the guy who was holding me.

"What is that on her face, Tom?" He asked.

"I don't know." Tom said, after looking at my face.

Since i was 10, i always had a sharp, red gash on my cheek. I had tried everything to get it off, but nothing worked. My insides curled up when i remembered.

"Well uhm.." Tom tried to make the conversation more alive. "This is Ekaterina and-"

"Katya." The guy interrupted Tom. "We will call her Katya."

Tom nodded before clearing his throat. "So..yeah, uhm, we thought you should take her"

"Her?" The guy chuckled in disappointment.

"Excuse you?" I mumbled, looking at the black-haired guy.

His eyes shot at mine.

"What'd you say?" He asked.

"Nothing." I quickly answered.

Tom, suddenly, pushed me and i fell to my knees, right next to the guy.

He, then, got up and pulled me up by my hair. I winced, before he smashed the back of my head in the wall.

"What the fuck?!" I choked out, his hand around my neck and his face a few inches away from mine.

"Don't speak to me like that." He whispered while smiling down at me. I could see the evil in his smile.

"Get off me." I shouted, trying to free myself from his grip, but he didn't move at all.

"If you don't want to get hurt, stop trying." He grinned. "You're not getting away from me."

I didn't listen to him and kept trying to push his hands off of me. Suddenly, he sighed and slapped me.

"Katya, you're not getting out of here, can't you fucking hear me?" He raised his voice, making my eyes widen.

"Why are you doing this?" I whispered up at him, tears building up in my eyes.

His smile faded and he looked away.

"Rozy!" He yelled after letting me go.

After a few seconds a short, black-haired girl ran in the room. She was Asian.

"Yes?" She asked, in her high-pitched voice.

"Lead us to Katya's room." He grinned at her.

She nodded and raised her hand, motioning 'this way'. I didn't want to go. I didn't want to do anything here with these people.

"Are you coming or should i help you?" The guy asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm not going anywhere." I whispered through gritted teeth, staring right at him.

"Katya." He sighed.

"I'm not going anywhere and you fucking heard me!" I yelled.

"Stupid bitch." He whispered, before coming to me and grabbing me by the neck like i was a toy.

"Let me go!" I screamed, my arms on his as they were on my neck.

Then, he kicked me in the behind of my knee. I fell and winced in pain.

He was right. I already knew i wasn't going to get out of this place.


"Fuck." I cried out as he pulled me back up to my feet.

"Now be a good girl and follow Rozy." He snarled in my ear as i glanced at the small woman. Her doe eyes pierced mine and she looked scared. Really scared.

"I am not your pet."

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