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I am sorry. In advance. I had to do this. This had to happen...for a bigger reason.

Please don't come behind me with vodka or orange juice (depending upon your consumption) in one hand and either a gun or a knife in the other. I'd hate to write this chapter if it weren't the main point.

!!!Caution!!!

Includes scenes which maybe Violent, Sexual, Mature or may be triggering for some. Foul language may be present.

I will make sure to identify from where to where the readers can skip it if they do not wish to read according to his or her comfort zone. I do not wish to make my readers uncomfortable.

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"Please let me go Michael...Please. I beg you...I am sorry for everything that I said or did..." Sarah said as he came nearer. She knew this was it. This was the most scariest moment of her life.

"Why say sorry honey? No need" He said nonchalantly. His steps haven't stopped a single second.

"No please...Let me go...I-I will go to the dance with you. I will go with you for dress shopping as well. Please no...Stay Away!"  She screamed throwing her hands in front of herself as if to keep them away.

"Oh wait. So you think I still care for that Goddamn dance?" He looked at her raising his eyebrows. The perplexed look on her face made another laugh rip from his mouth. "Oh God! You are something else honey. Something worth a taste." He said as he now stood right above her. Bending down, he grabbed her hair once more. Lifting her, more like hauled her body to where the two dumpsters were, he thumped her on the hard concrete floor behind them. 

Sarah's whole head started hurting. The bleeding spot on her forehead seemed to start bleeding as well.  She rubbed her head. As soothingly as she could. 

"You think that was hurtful? Oh then after we leave you, you will have to rub your whole fucking body!" He exclaimed. 

That made her throat dry. She felt like she will start hyperventilating or something. 

"I will go first!" Michael spoke cheering. As if he was talking about going bowling or something. "I want to have the first taste. Someone hold her hands for me." 

"Yeah man! Make yourself at home!" Another boy who Sarah recognized from school said. Grinning like a maniac as he came forward, trying to hold her hands whilst she writhed, trying to keep her hands to herself. The boy, feeling done with her resistance, slapped her as hard as he could. That made his task easier.

Another boy cooed: "Ooohhh....I am amazed her face didn't break after that!"

"Okay...let's begin the night..." The golden boy said coming, An absolute devilish smile caressing his lips. 

Start skipping if you wish to do so:

Michael's hands went to his trousers line. 

"Wait buddy! Are we here for Group thing?" A boy asked confused.

"Yeah...You didn't know?" Michael asked, keeping his hands on the trousers line.

"No..." the boy spoke dumbfounded. 

"Are you in or not?" The boy holding her hands asked him.

"Of course I am in. I wanna see how this ends up!" He said pumping his fists in the air.

They all behaved as if they were here for some game. They had no idea what the impact of it all will be.

Michael pulled his trousers down, the boys all roared. Wishing him good luck and saying things like: Up and down, Faster! Faster! Ride her! Come on!

Sarah couldn't move a limp. Her whole body hurt and that damned boy was holding both her hands in a steely grip. Feeling herself going numb, she closed her eyes.

But they soon opened as she felt a sharp tug at her sweater. She felt the boy holding her hands try to slide her sweater off of her. She wriggled in his hold, feeling the most helpless she has ever felt.

She was hopeless.

The boy fumbled with it some more, the evident sound of ripping and tearing reaching her ears before he completely swept off the clothing off her body. Her skin was met with cold, harsh, unwelcoming air. She screamed and yelled. Feeling them rip of her jeans from her legs. Her whole body was penetrated. She saw them move away from her for a while. Eyeing her whole body hungrily, taking it all in, but stopping unapprovingly at the few pieces of remaining fabrics which cling onto her.

The boy who hadn't lessoned the hold on her hands, gestured to Michael.

"Come on do it quickly, I am going to the bar after this finishes".

Michael moved forward again, using force to push her legs open. She squirmed. Trying to close them back when he sat down between them. Drawing both of his hands in an up and down motion on her thighs, burning it everywhere he touched, his fingertips moved to the lining of her panties.

"Michael no please...You can easily get willing girls, beautiful girls. I am nothing please don't do this." Sarah tried convincing him.

"Oh I already know that. But you know what? Shut the fuck up!" He gave her a death glare as he pealed the panties off her. She wailed loudly. He moved to sit of top on her stomach. Holding her shoulder from one hand while tucking the other below her. Just as his fingers touched her bra hook, he unclasped it, throwing it over his shoulder. He slide off of her, coming again to sit in his previous position before.

Michael was enthralled. He was excited for this. He was gonna have the first bite from the treat that lay in front of him which he felt famished for. His fingers were eager to eat her body by just bare hands. He slid off his boxers in mere seconds. His fingers found her door, digging inside her. An ears splitting shriek ripped from her mouth, so loud that the boy holding her hands had to put his other hand over her mouth.

Michael's finger kept moving. Creating space for himself inside her. Once he was satisfied with his doing, his penis bore into her vagina.

Sarah felt something tear inside of her. She felt a ripping sensation creeping everywhere in her body. The thrust had her gasping for air. With another thrust she screamed: "Michael No!"

"KEEP SCREAMING MY NAME!!!" He roared as his up and down came with more forceful thrusts. The girl's yells and shouts went unheard. He didn't stop. At one point he snaked his fingers around her hips, gripping it so hard she felt it sting. He rocked her hips with his hands, matching his own pace.

After a few more minutes, a green eyed boy's voice came as he moved closer: "Yo Mike your time's up. My turn." Michael turned his face to look back as he gave a single nod. He then turned to face her again. Her eyes were bloodshot, body shaking terribly. A smirk made it's way up to his face as he gave two more thrusts as hard as he could, then he pulled out.

The boy walked up to Sarah numb body as she lay there motionless, feeling every inch of her body breaking. Michael had just worn his trousers again and was now wearing his T-shirt. The boy sat down in front of her. She glanced at him, unable to even move a limb. He spoke: "Hi. I am Tyson and it will be amazing to fuck you."

Sarah couldn't think straight. She had no idea what was happening to her and she couldn't even force her mind to think about anything. She was hurting all over and hating how the pain centered mostly around her lower abdomen and legs. She was-

"AHHHH!!!" Another loud scream echoed in the alley as Tyson gave his first thrust, Being as rough and bad as he could. He was going at an abnormal pace. Too fast for both of their good. 

Stop skipping!

The other boys sat there, one sprawled out, waiting for his turn. Two had lighted a single cigarettes, taking drags from it one by one. One was still holding her limp hands, while the other was just finishing up with her. Michael sat there watching it all. A proud satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

"I am done. Who's next?" Tyson stood up, knotting his sweatpants. The boy who was laying on the floor stood up, walking up quickly before anyone else rose up.

"I will do it." Kyle said. He strutted up to her now unconscious, motionless form, Not caring, not stopping for once.

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Iconic line: "You think that was hurtful? Oh then after we leave you, you will have to rub your whole fucking body!" ~Michael Grey

I know. I have no words either. This did happen. Because it had to. As I said earlier, for a bigger purpose.

Till Next Time!

Bye Bye Beautiful Readers!

Wania Ejaz Abbasi.