The Moretti Brothers

Blank space

It's been a few weeks now, my bumps getting rounder I feel like I'm getting fatter. Im sick of being in this bed.

I close my eyes when my door slams shut, I open one eye and I'm greeted by a very angry looking mr Johnson, he's breathing heavily he walks up to me carrying a metal pole" do you know what your mothers done now? Taken more that Belongs to me"

He smacks me on the legs with it and shouts through clenched teeth " so now you'll suffer "

I try to move my legs but they are tied up, next he smacks my arms and then he punches me in the face sending blood dripping down my chin " maybe I should kill her grandchild"

I kick and scream " no no no please don't do that.. I'll do anything"

He threw his pants off and pushed me back down on the bed " open your legs wide and scream my name. Enjoy it.. feel my throbbing cock"

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, and I did what he said I feared for my unborn baby, maybe if I obeyed he'd leave the Innocent child alone.

He finally finished " from now on you'll enjoy it when my men fuck you. Please them.. that'll please me. Then I'll leave your soon to be orphan child alone"

I can't handle this all these men. Orphan child? Was he going kill me Once my child's born?

Many men were in and out of this room, I'd had enough I felt numb, so I shut off fully on auto Pilot once more. I felt like my subconscious was the only thing alive.

I stared into oblivion not even acknowledging anyone around me.

Nothing it it was blank, faces I didn't recognise sounds I didn't register, all I know was that I was being carried by someone or something. No sounds just Ringing and nothingness. I played memories again and again over and over again of me and this woman I think she's my mom but I wouldn't know I don't recognise her. I don't recognise anyone in my subconscious, nobody is describable.

I close my eyes to sleep. Again nothingness. I recognise nothing.. whats my name?