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    “Fuck off Greg!” I bellow and hear him cursing and throwing something across the room.
    Turning the shower on as hot as possible to burn the stench from my dirty skin, I grab my razor and step into the stream. Steam blankets me in its cloak to hide my need to bleed out the hate inside me. The slice opens up my skin as easy as peeling an apple. Crimson water flows down my body from the cut and I can breathe a little as the pressure and hatred start to leak from me. I lift my face to the spray of the water and fight the scalding, but it’s too much and I turn away from the heat blast prickling my skin.
    I slice again and wince from the ache and burn. I deserved this pain; I didn’t even thank him for killing for me. No one would ever know how selfless he was for me. He was a rock star and risked everything to avenge me and I fled, I abandoned his courage like a weak selfish bitch.
    A hiss leaves me involuntarily I look down to the third cut and whimper, I went too deep, there’s too much blood…
     
    “There’s too much blood.” Frank’s words will always haunt me and spin me into the nightmare of that time.
     
    “Hey Blue, Jenson sent me,” Frank’s voice buzzed through my intercom.
    “Come in.” I disarmed my system and let him enter; I welcomed him with a kiss on the cheek and an offer of coffee.
    “I’m not here for that.”
    “What are you here for?” I laughed and his frame came closer, there was no sign of humor on his face.
    “You’ve always intrigued me Blue, do you even give a shit about Jenson or is it just a rush to fuck a rock star?” His tone alerted me to a different man we had all came to know and like.
    “That’s really not your business,” I snapped. His hand came out so fast to grip my hair and tug me into his hard body.
    “Do you taste so sweet they can’t resist you on their tongues? Because to me you’re just another slut spreading her legs for punks to dunk their junk in.” His grin was so menacing my bladder nearly emptied with the fear creeping into my flesh. “I’m going to fuck you in every orifice and make you so tore up no one will want you.”
    A whimper left me and before I could cry out his cloth covered hand came over my mouth.
     
    I woke in a room, naked and chained to something I used to see in gym hall, a horse vault, my body bent over it, my arms pulled taut and chained to feet either side and the same with my legs so I was spread out and completely helpless. The cool air was hitting my exposed flesh between my legs making me need to pee.
    “She’s awake,” a voice called out that I didn’t recognize. Footsteps pounded the floor in deliberate, daunting steps. A pair of expensive loafers appeared in my line of limited view and a voice I recognized sent shivers through my entire body.
    “Hello Blue, you’re going to learn what breaking the confidence of your clients will get you. Trust is paramount in our circles and you of all people should know that. Make her suffer.”
    “Wait,” I cry but a ball gag is shoved into my mouth to muffle my voice. Heavy hands land with a smack on my hips and Frank’s voice rings out into the room, making bile rise and leak around the gag.
    “Take her ass, save the pussy for my fist.”
    The burning and tearing was excruciating and I couldn’t scream past the gag, the force of his hips crushing me against the vault over and over kept knocking the wind from me and I thought I was going to die each time. His hands were rough on my hips and his disgusting dick was so big it made me bleed to an extent that there was a small puddle forming on the floor.
     
    Tears blurred and stung my eyes, the blue strips in my hair reminding me of Jenson twirling them through his fingers only days ago, Jenson… I tried to anchor myself to thoughts of him and disappear into a bubble where this was just a body and my mind wasn’t there to engage the pain.
     
    “Oh look at the mess he’s made of your ass Blue. Oh shit you