Thoughts innumerable struck her as she lay there thinking of all that had happened to her in a span of three hours. Where am I? Why aren’t there any people around? Am I alive? While all these questions troubled her, she felt a cold current down her spine. She could barely move. It was pitch dark all around. The monsoons had set in and there was a huge thunderstorm. “Where am I?”, she asked herself. The sound of crickets encompassed her. They were deafening. She tried sitting up and regrouping herself, but to no avail. As she moved her hand to wipe of what seemed like sweat on her forehead, she felt a deep cut there and blood oozing out. She couldn’t stay up any longer and fell asleep. Waking up at the wee hours of dawn she slowly started recollecting what had happened.
A few months ago Nicole had started her new job. It was a satisfactorily paying typical 9 to 5 corporate job. Being a rookie to the field of stock exchange brokery, a boss was appointed to look over and guide her until she learned the tricks of the trade. William was his name. Strange as it may seem to be, her boss was very supportive and helping. He seemed like a perfect gentleman who’d kill people with his chivalry. While most of her coworkers would pass lewd and absurd comments on her, he’d never do anything of that sort. At least that’s what she thought and that’s where she was wrong. As she learned more of the trade, she was all set to win a project. To her luck, she did win a project and not just any project but the one which were to be given to the top people in the trade. This made people envious and put the boss who was a once a chivalrous gentleman at great unease. He had everything he ever wanted and thought he was best suited for the top job and now a rookie whom he trained wins the jackpot? “Unacceptable!”, he declared. He had yearned for it all this while and now he’s pushed into utter darkness. He now had to grab the opportunity that wasn’t handed to him. This is where he brought his wicked mind games into play. He thought of it day and night. His days were restless and nights, sleepless. After much thought, he decisively decided to trap her with his chivalrous ways. Pacing his way into her cabin the next day, he asked her if she was bound to any chores that evening. On being answered in negative, he asked if she’s join him for dinner. After much thought, she politely declined citing personal reasons. This angered him. Without any further conversation, he left the room banging the door shut right across her face. Feeling defeated, reeling in pain and anguish of the wounds inflicted he thought to himself, “If I can’t do it the easy way, the hard way be it.” As people started departing to their homes it was time to execute what William had planned all day long. Treading carefully, he wanted nothing but success this time. As he entered the elevator, Nicole joined him too. Working out his plan decisively he drugged her with a syringe. Before she could realise what had happened, she was abducted. Taking her to his car he shoved her in the back seat while her drove around the city. As she regained her consciousness, Nicole asked William what had happened. He narrated the whole ordeal to her. “Hand over the project to me and you’re free to go.” he declared. She didn’t budge. William decided he’d do it his way. This time he drugged her with even stronger drugs. He took the car to an undisclosed location and began searching for his pocket knife. Meanwhile his lust took over him. Being driven by an uncontrollable desire to feast on her, he quickly does it. When he was done, he stabbed her all over her abdomen and dumped her body considering her to be dead. While he flung her out of the car, her head hit the pavement, making a prominent deep cut on the forehead.
Drugged, raped, beaten, bruised and left there to be lifeless, here she was thinking if her life could ever go back to normal again. Slowly she picks herself up and readies herself as she goes to war again, never to be boughed by the dirt she was cast into. It wasn’t the end of the road for Nicole. When she had recovered from the incident physically and emotionally, she went on to fight abuse of all sorts.
You may have been through the darkest of days, hit the rock bottom in your life a numerous times, but that’s not the end of the road. It doesn’t matter how hard you fall, just stand up and punch back, because after all, people aren’t going to sympathise with you all the time. They pity you. Don’t be cowardly and kill yourself. That’s not an option at all. You are meant to fight back and that’s what you’ll always do.