Epiloge

**6 months later**

Is it right to just give up on the little hope you have been holding for a while? Is it okey to just act dead when you know your heart is beating or your mind is okey? Is it okey to just give up and go on with the flow that you have been forced to follow?

Zerope threw me to the floor without even caring I have many so many injuries all over my body both fresh from how Eros as just wipped me and the ones that are still healing from the abuse I usually have.

Since the accident that occured six months ago I have always been dragged like a doll since they took me here. Don't get me wrong I have tried my best to proctect myself but Eros is so powerful both phsically and mentally. He has broken me in both ways by sexually abusing me, punishing me when I've done something that he doesn't want hell he even beats me up just like a punching bag even if I haven't done anything wrong.

All I want is just to die thats the only thing that have wanted since have known there is no escape from him. I have tried so many times to escape this hell but I just can't, one because this place is highly secured not even a fly can pass by the security without even being noticed and two evey month Eros makes sure to change my location not wanting me to feel so comfortable or know the place too well.

His become like my master, his the one who makes choices for me like what to wear, what to eat, when I should sleep even no one can enter this secluded room he has kept me prisoner since we came here but I managed to get a little information about him.

Eros Smirnov, his the one who ordered my attack both in Italy and Atlanta because of my father. His family and mine have always been rivals because their way of handling things is not the same as to how father handled his but it went too far when my father killed his father and thats why am here, he wants my father to feel the pain of losing a loved one, he wants me to feel his pain that he has been bearing for his whole life but what I see in him is obsession, his a phsco.

He never lets me out of his sight, immediately he gets outs from his daily killings, he comes back to sexually assualt me or beat me up while cursing the life out me. Calling me pathetic, a useless bitch, a slut and even more words have never heard of, you name it but thats what I am to him. A part of his revenge but I don't even get why he continues torturing me when he already killed my father, thats why I call him a phsco.

Zerope grabs a handfull of my bloody hair making sure to claw my scalp making me to face her, "Eros has really done a number on you, huh?" She tried to seem sympathetic but we all know how she will take a turn about immediatly. I squeezed my eyes tightly, biting my tongue so that I couldn't cry from the pain she is exacting me with but this, this can't compare to the torture he does to me.

"Just fucking let her go, Zer!" Sebastian growled lowly and I lazily open my eyes trying to figure out where he is.

My second worst enemy since I came here has been Zerope. Well her bitterness is harshly towards me not my family because she blames me of killing her sister. Unfortunately, the woman that attacked me in Italy is her baby sister and she occassinally taunts me or even add some beatings to the ones I already had while Sebestian, her boyfriend and the half brother of Eros tries to get her away from me.

Sebsatian Sminrov, the half brother of Eros because they don't share the same mother but they have the same father or had. Even though his cold, grumpy or even acts all don't care towards me he helps me when Zerope tries to harm me even though he tries to do it descreetly. I just feel he has at least a heart more than the people who mistreat me here. I wonder what he saw in Zerope but they say love is blind even though I know I will never see my love again.

I don't even know if they are still looking for me or if they have already given up. I mean have stayed here for six months caved in a room without any window for me to feel the sunlight on my skin or even see the beautiful nature that I haven't seen in months. I don't even remember how the grass feels underneath my feet or the smell of rain, I just don't remember what it felt to feel normal, to feel alive, to be the ambitious woman that have always wanted to be thats how hard they have broken me.

I don't even think of my future knowing I have no hope left to get out from this hell.

Zerope growled throwing my head to the cemented floor making me to wince a little, "why do you always defend this stupid suka, every single time? She isn't even worth it but if you don't remember she is the reason my sister is not kicking her ass right now"

By now have already scooted to the farthest corner, holding my knees to my chest trying to ignore all the burning cuts on my body. "Just fucking get out of here, she has already had enough for today" I heard him sigh loudly his hands running through his auburn hair.

Sometimes, he just reminds me of my brother Zayn. How his hair is dyed in the same colour as his and his tantrum just like my brother. I just missed them so much, my mum, Zayn, Quinn, Cammy, Chloe even the genator from college. I miss everyone so much. I wonder if they think of me as much as I think of them.

"...you know sometimes I think you're in love with her and not me" I found them halfway argueing among themselves before I saw Sebastian gripping her neck tightly snapping any air left in her, I watched her gasp for air clawling at his hands begging him to stop. By this point am already used to death, have seen too much blood by this point that I don't care anymore even when it comes to my death I guess am ready for it.

"Don't. Ever. Use. That. Tone. On. Me. Again. Remember am the second in command that means I make the orders when Eros is not around and that applies to you too" His voice is so dangerous as he emphasied each word to Zerop that I see her try to scrum away every though his breaking her neck. "Do you get that?" He hissed lowly narrowing his eyes for her and she nods immediately her eyes widening per every second while her face turns beetroot red.

He lets her go and she immediately gasps for air trying to look strong infront of him before she throws daggers at me. Oh I know that look, she will definately come for me after this. "What are you waiting for? Get the fucking hell out of here" Sebastian barked at her and she immediately took off.

I tightened my hold on my legs nibbling my lips harshly. I looked down not being able to look up at him scared he can do the same thing to me before I whispered a thankyou. He didn't say anything hearing shuffling after a while and I looked up knowing his already gone but when I look at the door I see him reappear with a first aid kit which he puts on the small bed that Eros genorously offered not like the first months where I used to sleep on the cold floor.

I look at him a little perlexed not really knowing what to do, ever since I came here have never been actually treated my wound except once and thats because of him. He motioned for me to come and seat but am stuck at my place not really wanting to move from here. Even though he has helped once or twice he is always cold or angry in any other encounters and I won't forget his the man who took me from Atlanta the day I had an accident.

"Just treat your wounds, they are really nasty and most of them are already contaminated by infections" he tried to talk softly but even through that tone you can hear the roughness in his voice like his not used talking to anyone like that. "Okey am not going to do anything, just treat yourself and I will come for it later" I kept quiet once again not really knowing what to say and he sighed loudly pinching the bridge of his nose before he shaked his head turning around.

"Why are you helping me?" I finally managed to crook out some words my throat really sore and dry from the screaming have been doing the whole day. He turns around and I see his eyes soften a bit but he covers it up faster, "because you remind me of someone" and with that he turned around leaving me alone.

I was still staring at the slammed door a little confused from his answer, I remind him of someone but who? Ugh people in this place are just so fucking confusing. I eye at the first aid kit, moving from the spot that have been adapted to before I groaned from pain. I look at myself at the mirror of this small room my eyes roaming every mark Eros has given me since I came here.

My whole body is slashed, you can practically see white underneath the flesh and from this cheap lingerie Eros forced me to be wearing everytime I met him its all covered by blood and dirt. I remove the small clothing that were at least covering something and I analyse every strip that has formed on my body, I just feel sick, nobody will ever want me with all this marks on my body at least Eros made sure to of that, I even fear that Quinn will reject me when he sees all this scares that I have if I ever get to see him again.

My eyes land in my stomach seeing the small stitching that I had five months ago, thats the only time I had medical attetion thanks to Sebastian. After Eros beat me to a pulp making sure to land every blow on my body, I just started bleeding out continuously. I just thought it was because of how Eros juat beat me but I saw something thats not even ordinary that night, a small flesh on my panties, its like the smallest body part from the part of the body.

It got worser and worser, I couldn't even think of anything else except the boiling fire that was inside my stomach. I never stopped bleeding out and thats when Sebastian called the doctor to check up on me discreetly without Eros finding out but unfortunately the walls have ears and he heard the news, even though I know its Zerop who told him.

Thats when I found out I was pregnant and I just had a miscarrage from the violate beatings Eros gave me but I didn't even have time to moarn for my child because Eros took that away, he isolated me. He made sure nobody saw me for a month and used to abuse me so much worser than before. He cursed me out for having another man's child that he he would make me so helpless that no other man will dare look at me twice without even a care and thats what I feel, shamefull, ugly, a slut to be exact.

I rub my belly slowly making sure not to touch my injuries. I would be now seven months pregnant with Quinn's baby, he would be beside me right now maybe even talking to my big stomach. Maybe it would have been a boy that had his eyes, his hair, his everything even his grumpiness or maybe it would be a girl who would have his charming smile, his adorable pouty lips or even his cockiness.

We would be a happy family if only all of this would have not happened, if only I was strong enough and accepted who he is, what he does all that mattered is that I loved him, I still love him but I wonder if he still loves me too. If he still remembers me. I miss him, every part of him, his soothing deep voice, his charming smile, his beautiful deep blue eyes, his cockiness, his grumpiness, his everything.

I felt the corner of my eyes water but I brush them away immediatly, am tired of everything. Am tired from how am being mistreated, am tired of how I feel helpless, am tired of missing the people I love. I am just tired of everything. My purple swollen eye, my bloody body, the scares, the marks, am even tired of myself.

I walked slowly to the bathroom looking at the shower jet, unfortunately they made sure to remove the head of the shower because I used it as a weapon when I tried to run away once but they caught me, I didn't even go far, just a deserted road and thats it. That was the last time I even saw the road because when they moved me, they always made sure to drug me so that I wouldn't remember anything.

I twist the tap letting the cold water hit my sore my body because unfortunately I wasn't even allowed with the sweetness of the warm water. I washed slowly every part of my body my tears mixing with the water before I finished my shower. I wrapped the thin towel around my body drying off the water mixed with blood before I take the kit applying the anticipaste on each wound I would manage.

In these six months, I have known how to take care of myself, I know how each wound would take before it healed, I knew how to keep my emotions intact, my feelings even my anger. Everything I would bottle it up to myself because here its every soldier for itself if you want to survive.

I sat down at the chair they offered me staring at my swollen face and how its bruised. Everything infront of me just disguists me, I don't even have the small simmer of hope of living again. I just looked worse than last time but no where near as bad as it had been in the past.

I fumbled around the drawer for the bottle of concealor, so I could hide these big bruises that have formed on my face. I had to make myself look atleast pretty for Eros so at least I couldn't have more tortoure, so that he won't punish me. This, for me its like a normal routine, I have to impress him so that at least I could have the hope that I will be living the next day or at least I won't be losing any part of my body anytime soon.

Everyday, its as if his hatred for me grows. He even kept one of the rooms in this building as his playroom for me. I just feel like a pet to him, I feel so hopeless.

I look at the mirror already finished applying the concealor that hide all the bruises I had and start applying my eyeliner making my eyes to pop a little and to hide how puffy it is before I finish with a simple lipgloss. Anyone in my place would feel beautiful but all I feel its disguisted.

I just hate him, I hate him with every fibre of my body.

I just know one thing, when I get out of here, I will make sure I kill Eros and maybe Zerop. Thats the main goal I have in this short life have been left with.