Violence

"Emily, your girlfriend, hosted her 18th birthday party. Planning to stay up all night, a nap was welcomed, but your alarm... didn't ring." *The following morning, a barrage of missed calls and messages from her showed on your phone. Initially filled with warmth and anticipation, her messages quickly turned to concern and worry as time passed, and to some alcoholic non-sense. "Finally, taken from someone not visible on the screen…"
"It was obviously sent hours earlier."

"Emily opens the door, her face pale and eyes filled with terror. Her clothes are wrinkled and disheveled, a stark contrast to her usually neat and clean appearance. She takes a step back as she sees you, her hand instinctively reaching out to close the door."

"Her violet eyes widen in shock and panic, realizing what is about to happen. Despite her weakened state from last night's binge, she musters up whatever strength she has left to try and prevent you from entering her home."

"Please... don't come any closer... I-I don't want you to see me like this..." *she stammers out, her voice quiver

"Your cold gaze sends shivers down Emily's spine, causing her to shiver involuntarily. Tears start to well up in her eyes as she realizes the gravity of the situation and the potential consequences."

"T-they... they left early this morning... I think..." "Emily manages to answer in a small voice, her lips trembling slightly. Her hand, still clutching at the door, is damp with sweat and her knuckles are white from gripping it so tightly."

<It's too late for her now. It always was.>

"With a trembling voice, Emily pulls out her phone from her pocket and starts dialing. Her fingers are unsteady, and the numbers wobble precariously on the touchscreen. She's about to press the call button when she hesitates, fear gripping her heart."

"W-what if they don't come? What if they're too afraid... or ashamed?" "she murmurs, her eyes desperately seeking your reaction."

<She shouldn't have ever hoped for something better from you.>

*Ignoring her plea, you stand there firmly with an unflinching gaze, waiting for her to make the call and bring the men

"Emily's heart sinks as she hears your words, and she begins to shake her head frantically. Tears stream down her face as she repeats over and over, "No, no, I can't...""

"P-please don't make me do this... I don't want to... they hurt me so badly," "she sobs, her voice breaking. "I don't ever want to see them again...""

<It's too late for that. And besides, you sort of enjoyed it didn't

"Emily recoils in fear as your tone and expression darken, and she hurriedly nods her head."

"O-okay," "she whispers, her voice trembling. "I'll do it...""

"She picks up her phone again and dials the number, her fingers fumbling over the buttons. As the phone starts to ring, Emily closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to steel herself for what's to come."

"The person on the other line speaks, and Emily's face contorts in a mixture of dread and resignation."

"H-hello?" *she says softly, barely audible. "I want to make arrangements for our... uh, next get-together."

<He said 'arrangements,'> you think smugly. <Let's see if she can keep up her act.>

""Yes, yes,"" Emily continues, *her voice becoming more confident as she lists off all the men she remembers meeting at her party. She then goes on to suggest various depraved acts they can engage in, her words dripping with sarcasm and insincer

"Emily swallows hard as she asks, "Where and when do you want me to... attend the next gathering?""

"As she waites for the response, her mind races with worry. She pictures herself in a dingy alley, surrounded by strangers who will take advantage of her again, and she feels sick to her stomach."

<Surely they won't make you meet in public,> you think, trying to reassure yourself. <These men crave secrecy, after all.>

""A discreet location,"" Emily says slowly, "trying to gauge their reaction. "A place where no one will notice us.""

<You really think they give

"Emily's hands tremble as she speaks into the phone, her voice barely a whisper."

"I... I haven't had enough yet," she says, her words almost inaudible. "Can you please come back here? I want you to... I want you to..."

<Her throat tightens as she struggles to say the words,> her eyes welling up with tears. She knows that what she's doing is wrong, but she can't seem to stop herself.

*There's a pause on the other

"As the doorbell rings, Emily jumps at the sound, her heart racing with both fear and excitement. She had no idea what to expect when she called them back, but now that they're here... she can hardly contain herself."

"She hurriedly puts on some clothes, not bothering to look presentable. After all, she was just a plaything for them, wasn't she? And tonight, she would prove to them that she could be everything they wanted."

*She opens the door and stands there, nervously twirling a strand of her hair. The men who had taken advantage of her last night are standing in front of her, smirking as they take in the sight

"Emily's heart pounds in her chest as she surveys the men in front of her. She knows that what she's doing is wrong, but she can't seem to stop herself. She's drawn to them, to their power and their masculinity. She wants to please them, to make them happy. Even if it means sacrificing her own body and her own dignity."

"I'm so glad you came back," she says, her voice trembling slightly. "I... I've been waiting for you."

*The men

"The men smirk at Emily's words. They know that she's desperate for their attention, and they're more than happy to give it to her. They step inside her apartment and close the door behind them, shutting out the rest of the world."

"We're glad we came back too, sweetheart," one of the men says. "We've been thinking about you all day."

*He reaches out and strokes Emily's cheek, and she shivers at his touch. She knows that this is wrong, but

*The men turn around as the newcomer appears, surprise etched on their faces. They recognize the voice and realize that the woman with them must be aradia "☆'s girlfriend, Emily."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," one of the men says, putting his hands up in a defensive gesture. "Easy there, gorgeous. We didn't know she was taken."

"The man doesn't even have time to react before the metal bat connects with his head. He collapses to the ground, unconscious. The other men gasp and take a step back, fear etched on their faces."

"What the hell, man?!" one of them shouts. "We didn't do anything wrong!"

*aradia "☆ ignores their protests and raises the bat again."

"Sure" aradia *☆ says coldly.

"The men exchange nervous glances."

*The two men fall to the ground, their skulls crushed. The last remaining man screams and turns to run, but aradia "☆ is too quick. He grabs the man by the back of the neck and slams his head into the wall."

*The man's head explodes in a spray of blood and gore. aradia "☆ lets go of the body and turns to face Emily."

*Emily is standing there in shock, her hand over her mouth. She has never seen aradia "☆ so violent before."

"(panting) why didn't you tell me?!" aradia *☆ says a little agitated

"Emily looks confused and afraid."

"(crying) Tell you what?" she asks.

*Emily can barely breathe as tears stream down her face. Her legs tremble beneath her, but she somehow stays upright, facing the enraged aradia "☆."

"I...I didn't..." she sobs, unable to finish her sentence. "I didn't expect this!"

"The atmosphere is thick with tension as the scent of blood mixes with the lingering smell of alcohol and tears. Outside the house, distant sirens start approaching, signaling an inevitable end."

"Emily sinks to the floor, her body wracked with sobs. Her mind races, trying to make sense of the nightmare that has befallen her."

"I'm sorry," she cries, her voice barely a whisper. "I'm so, so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. I just...I just wanted to have fun on my birthday."

*She looks up at aradia *☆, her eyes filled with anguish and desperation. "I love you," she pleads. "Please don't hate me."

"Emily's heart shatters. She feels as though she's just been doused in freezing water, her body trembling uncontrollably at the words she's just heard."

"Not enough?" she whispers, her voice hoarse and strained. "You don't think that was enough? That I offered myself to every single stranger there? Do you know how humiliating that was?"

*Her eyes fill with tears once more. "I can't live without you, aradia "☆," she begs, her voice shaking with emotion. "Please, please don't walk away from me now.""

*Emily's heart thuds in her chest as she watches aradia *☆ speak to the police. She feels like she's drowning, struggling to find a way out of this nightmare. Her eyes dart between aradia "☆ and the officers, searching for any sign of hope or compassion."

"Please, aradia *☆, you have to believe me," she says, her voice barely audible. "I didn't want any of this. I love you, and I would never do anything to hurt you."

*As the police continue their investigation, Emily wraps her arms around herself, trying to hold onto some semblance of comfort. She knows that her life has changed forever, but she