THE sun rises and I immediately ran to the bathroom. I poured myself with the cold water. I am trying to clean myself because I feel so dirty because of what he did to me. This is something really disgusting! I rubbed my body trying to remove the dirt that I know would never be removed. 

"AAAHHHHHHH!" I shouted in anger as my tears burst out in hatred. 

I covered my mouth to prevent my mouth to cry loud. My body is trembling in fear and grief.  But my fear arises more when the door opened forcedly by the man who raped me. 

"Don't come close! Stay away from me!" There it is again, his devilish smile that gives me goose bumps.

"Ssshh! Do you enjoy the last night?" He laughed like a demon. 

"Fvck you! I hate you! Go to hell!" I can't prevent myself to say bad words. I want to curse him to death.

"Yes! Yes! Oh! Fuck me yeah! Do you want me to fvck you huh?" 

"I hate you! You're a demon!" I stood up and punched him repeatedly. 

"Call me whatever you wanted but you could not free yourself from my curse. You will be my slave until you die," He grabbed my jaw and pinched it, "Try to tell this to anyone or else I will cut your mom's head. Do you want me to cut your mother's head? Do you want? Tell me! Do you want?" he threatened me. 

"No no no! Please no. Oh! Please don't do that to my mom. Have some mercy, please." 

"Good," he nodded satisfied with my answer, "Your mom will come home soon. Be a good actress, Avi." He grinned. 

'Be a good actress. Be a good actress. Be a good actres.'

Those words played on my mind repeatedly. That was how my uncle Jonathan fooled me on that game. And now, here I am again, a victim of a monster who's starving for flesh. 

"I-I will not tell this to anyone. Just please don't hurt my mom. Don't hurt us." 

"We will see. Be a good girl, Avi. I hate hard-headed woman. Just remember that I am watching your actions. Every single move of yours, I know it. And just one wrong move, you will see how the head of your mother would separate from her body. Did you get it?" I nodded hopeless.

After I finished my bath I locked myself in the room and covered my body with a blanket. I cried hoping that the pain will subside but it doesn't happen. When I pulled the blanket, I saw a blood stain on the mattress. This blood is the proof that I am not pure anymore. My shaking hand touched it and it gives me a panic attack. 

I immediately removed the bed cover. 

And without thinking twice I put the mattress in the trash bin and poured with gas. I handed the lighter and created a fire. I just watched how the flame destroyed the cloth until it became dust. 

"What's happening here? Oh my goodness, Avi! What have you done?" My senses back when my mother came. I hugged her that made her confused, "What's going on? 

“W-Why are you crying." I looked at her with my trembling lip. 

"I-I w-wa--- I was dreaming. I-I had a bad dreams. Yeah, a nightmare that's why I was crying,” I said with my trembling lips.

I saw Tito Dante watching us so I don't have any choice but to zip my mouth. I have to lie for our safety.

DAYS had passed and until now, I am still not telling to my mom the rape incident that happened few days ago. It is too hard to keep the secret alone. I know it could bomb my head anytime. The thought of rape is killing me slowly. Every night, I can't sleep because of the fear that he might cross on my room again and do the same thing. I don't want that to happen again.  

"Ms. Zarmeda? Ms. Zarmeda!" I turned away my gaze from the glass window and looked in the teacher in front of the class.

"Y-Yes, ma'am?" I asked clueless.

"You are not paying attention in my class, Ms. Zarmeda."

"I'm sorry po," I lowered my head as she continued her discussion.

I left the room and finished my subjects for today without understanding any of them. My mind is loaded with the thoughts of the rape. It’s torturing me mentally and emotionally. 

I'm really tired of this!

When I entered the house no one is there. I headed to the kitchen to drink some water. After I changed my clothes and rested for a few minutes, I found dirty plates on the sink so I decided to wash it. On the middle of my work, I heard a foot step coming. I thought it was just my mom not until that person kissed my neck. I turned around and face him. 

I grabbed the knife I saw and pointed it to him, "Don't come closer. Try to touch me and I will rip your body with this!" he just laughed for what I said. 

"Oh don't be too hard to me baby. I told you, I hate hard-headed girl. If you killed me, you will be put on jail." 

"You are the one who supposed to be on jail! You're a criminal, a rapist!" I shouted.

"Sssh! Your voice is too loud sweetie. You don't need to shout, I can hear you. Do you want other people to know how did I rape you? Do you want me to kill your mom?" 

Here he is again, using his card. 

"No," I answered and fear covered my system again.

"Good girl." he caressed my face with his dirty hand, "Such a pretty girl. Try to stab me from behind and I will surely put you in shame in social media." My eyes widen because of what he said. I pushed him hard with all my strength.

"W-What do you mean?" My head is going to explode because of the random thoughts that playing on my mind. 

"I recorded it sweetie." His devilish laughed echoed in the room. He showed me his phone with the rape video.

"You're a demon!" I cried.

"Just be obedient and this video will remain as our little dirty secret. Now, I want you to strip in my front," he licked his lower lip that gives me goose bumps.

"I-I don't like. P-Please d-don't do this to me." 

"I said strip! Do you want me to upload it?"

"No. But I c-can't—"

"You will strip or you will be on shame? Choose whore!"

"Please stop doing this to me." I cried begging for my dignity.

"One! Two! Three! Fo—"

"Yes! Yes, I will do it!" I gave up with disappointment in myself because I am too weak to be controlled by him.

I stripped my clothes in front of this devil. He is staring on my body like he owned every inches of me. 

"Get on your knees," he commanded and I remained stuttered. "I said get on your knees bitch! Do you want me to spread your scandal? Tell me!" 

His voice made my body trembled in extreme fear. And with that, I knelt down in his front and he abused me repeatedly. I hope one day, I could cope up from this terrifying situation of mine. Please God, help me to overcome this.

"Your mother is here. Remember what I told you. Mark my words, Avi or else." He shown me his phone that makes me a puppet of a double face monster. 

—Azureriel