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1 day later

If one day I survived all these shits happening to me, I will escape this city and live in a cave, far from any human. That would actually be the best decision i've ever made for myself.

I sigh, I don't actually know how long i've been in here, no water, no food, only my wrists chained up above my head. I couldn't feel any more pain in my arms actually, they were numb almost as if he they were ripped out.

I gazed at Ria, her head slumped between her shoulders, no more tears left to shed. We both had eyes as dry as a desert, having cried out every bit of moisture from within us.

But the truth was, hope had eluded me for a long time. In fact, I may have been pretending that it still existed. I felt lost, not knowing what to do anymore. Every attempt to find my way seemed to lead me back to nowhere. Perhaps that day I arrived in Tokyo marked the last day I had any semblance of control over myself or anything else in my life.

"You have no idea... how my life has been such a living nightmare since we entered that party," I mumbled, feeling the need to let it out before the words consumed me entirely.

She remained silent, not uttering a word since yesterday, her gaze fixed on the floor and her breathing unsteady. "I-I didn't deserve any of these, neither did you..." I added, overwhelmed by the pain in my chest.

"It wasn't fair for us to be a pet," I sniffed, "But how, Ria...tell How can you love the man who's the reason of your pains?"

It took her a long time to finally part her lips, mumbling with her cracked voice, "How can you love Tom?"

I felt my breath catch in my chest. "Oh—you go on about how much you hate him," she paused, taking a breath. She wanted to continue, but it was as if she had lost her voice.

"Yet, you call out his name every time when you need help," another deep breath.

"You cry out his name in your sleep...he's the first person you think of when something is wrong," she said, her voice gaining strength. She lifted her head slightly, her curls gently framing her broken face.

"And Tom, he loves you. he risked everything for you," Her voice grew harsher, "That's why i'm here right now, because of you, he took every one only and everything to find you, only to look out for you," She finished, now it was as if blaming me for why she's here, for why she's been raped and tortured.

"And what? Yeah I love him and so what? he may love me too but it doesn't matter anymore Ria!" I snapped, how could she blame me?

"He left me, he abandoned me. and who knows if we ever can get out of here, alive! that's what you should be fucking focusing on instead of blaming me for being here," I tried to keep my voice low, I knew she was in pain, but so was I. maybe we both were loosing our minds, locked up in a room with nothingness for more than a day. Sounds familiar to me! I spend weeks like today in my own house. but the difference was I was in my room, with food and water and my freedom of my own arms.

"What am I supposed to do here huh? He's going to fucking kill us!" Her voice now all raised up.

"Not unless they get to Tom first" I said, almost whispered.

"They will, he will come here in an attempt to save you like the big hero he is and die in the process! This is your entire fault!" She turned to me again, her head lifting to look in my direction.

This is it.

"My fault? Ria are you fucking insane?? You are the one who got us involved with them in the first place! You are the one who ended my life! You dragged me along in every mistake you made. and Here I was, still fucking forgiving you for it. But you, now setting there An-And blaming me for everything that had happened...." My voice trailed off, and my heart tightened up as I struggled to swallow my sorrows. "You're a bad friend, Ria," That's all I could manage to say.

She stared at me through her disheveled hair, her eyes out of any sanity. dead but still breathing. I couldn't say anything else, I couldn't move; neither could she.

Then, not a moment later, the click of the door reached our ears, and my heart sank as I heard it creak open.

Ria quickly dropped her head down, her body started to tremble as Frank stepped in.

"What's all the racket going on in here?" Frank chuckled as he spoke, closing and locking the door behind him.

Fuck, not now please...Not now!

"You girls are breaking and it's only been a day and a half" He added, now taking steps towards where we were locked down.

"I wonder why Tom hasn't arrived yet! has he forgotten about his beloved little pet?" He smirked, now kneeling down in front of me.

He twirled a piece of my hair between his fingers "Don't fucking touch me," I cried out.

"I Told you. I haven't even started with you, my dear," He grinned before grabbing my face into his hand firmly, "Mhm, let's see,"

"I wonder what it is that Tom likes about you so much?" He said, his voice drifted, like he was at ease.

"You wonder so much! why don't you ask himself when he's cutting your throat?" I hissed and he arched an eyebrow.

"You really like to play with fire, don't you?" He groaned before his other hand slowly went down on my body as well as his sick gaze, "But tell me, Was he your first?" He licked his bottom lip as he squeezed my chest into his hand.

I felt sickness to my stomach as I shouted, "Shut up!"

"So He is!" He sightly chuckled. "Are you ashamed that he is?" His eyebrow rose and he smirked "Are you ashamed that you slept with Tom? The man that abused you?" Frank suddenly gasped "Wait—he didn't rape you did he?"

"Shut the fuck up!" I screamed; Trying to attack him even with my hands all locked up.

"Oh poor little Lisa, Tom Kaulitz had stole her innocence!"

"Well Tell me my dear, How can you fall in love with someone who had raped you?"

Everything he was saying was bringing all the flashes back into my head, all those painful memories.

~I'm not going to stop this time.

"Did you beg him to stop? Did you cry and beg for your innocence?" Frank continued.

"Shut up! Shut up!" I screamed, feeling as if my throat was being ripped out.

~please Tom stop, please.

~Why the fuck should I, I never stopped with the others, what makes you so special!

"Did you fight with him? Did you fight with him from the start? is that why what he did to you is called rape in the first place?" Frank mattered.

Tears ran down my face "I didn't want it!" I cried.

~You should have done what I said, You should have behaved.

"Did he enjoy watching you in the pain he caused you? That look of satisfaction when you would get to the breaking point?"

~God I love it when you cry.

I screamed, Frank was trying to break me again by pointing out the memories I've tried to burn.

Tom changed, at least he tried too. I knew he wanted to, I knew he didn't want to hurt me, I knew he regretted what he did to me with all his life. I knew if he could go back in time, he would've kill himself instead of hurting me that way again.

But Frank was right, How did I fall in love with the man who had raped me, abused me to the point I wanted to kill myself and then, feeling vulnerable and void when he wasn't around, when he finally let go of me, setting me free from his embrace.

"Shhh" Frank put a finger on my lips as he bit his lips together.

Then suddenly He leant towards me and slightly kissed my lips but I quickly pulled away, smacking his head back in the process.

"Now that wasn't very nice" Frank said as he pressed his finger to his lip, tasting the blood.

I felt disgusted by his touch on my lips, feeling more nauseous than I already was.

"So you don't like gentle?" He titled his head.

"Well now I am going to treat you just like Tom does, because that's how you like it right?" he said as he grabbed a hold of my black tights and began to rip them off.

"No!" I screamed, my body began to tremble as I now knew what he wanted to do.

He lifted my skirt while I struggled with my hands locked, screaming for help, wishing for Tom to magically appear and rescue me.

"Oh don't worry dear, It will be our little secret" He winked.

"Fuck you! go fucking fuck yourself!"

He hushed me by smashing his lips firmly on mine, testing every bit of me by sucking my lips into his mouth.

I felt like i was about to throw up any second but I wasn't going to hold it back, I would gladly throw it all into his mouth.

But he leaned back a bit, as if sensing my sickness. His hand grabbed a hold of my jaw, tightening it as he bit my lower lip between his teeth, "Mhm...doesn't taste especial, let's check the rest," He groaned into my mouth, his hand sliding down where he had ripped my thighs.

"Don't!" I cried out, my bottom lip still in his grip, getting tighter as he slipped his fingers past my underwear, reaching my weak spot.

I sneaked a glance at Ria, her head was still down, trembling in a steady motion and Not daring to move a sell.

I tightened my legs together, attempting to hold his hand away, but in a swift move he forcefully separated my legs, bitten my lip firmer. I could now feel blood trickling down from my lip.

I cried, there was nothing I could do. everything is happening again. my worst nightmare is repeating all over before my eyes. I felt my body squeezed by his touch, by his fingers rubbing my clit firmly.

I screamed hard as Frank pinched my clit beneath his fingers. And I felt my soul left my body for a moment.

He let go of my face, now gazing down of what he was touching, "Mhm," He smirked, pushing down two of his fingers inside me, watching it with joy.

I sobbed, feeling his fingers going in and out dryly; Painfully.

"Huh now I see why, You're tight,"Frank said, thrusting his finger more firmly, fastening his move.

"Let m-me go!" I screamed, gasping for air. Feeling pain in my lower body, it was as if my vagina was being torn out. The pain was sharp, not even a slight of pleasure in it.

Tom had done the same to me, but at least I could feel a bit pleasure even if it was unwanted. but now, it was all just pain, the pain that i've never had before. What was wrong with my body!

Frank finally took his fingers out of me after taking all my strength. I felt a sight of relief escape my lips, still trying to catch a breath.

"Uh, Tight!" He growled, "How about I stretch it a little for you?" His words send shivers through my spine. What does he fucking mean by stretching it? I gazed up at him, panicking.

Frank rose to his knees before fumbling with his belt buckle, "And after that I'm going to drawn myself so deep into your little pussy that there won't be much left even if you stay alive," He chuckled, pulling out his belt out of his jeans.

Frank kelt down again, I was out of breath, not believing what was happening before my eyes. Tom! I need him.

Before I could react, he wrapped the belt around my neck while his green eyes were locked into mine. "You like it rough huh?" He whispered.

I gagged, Now I couldn't even talk. the belt around my neck was tight enough to shut me up for good.

I watched as he reached to his pocket, pulling out a knife as his grin got wider and wider. "Let's start, shall we?" He pointed the knife right-between-my-legs!

I'm late I know, but i'm back babes so write down your opinions!