Unsafe in safe hands

“-Not it can’t be...Russians?” I asked with my wide eyes. What the hell they are doing here? This is not good, very, very, very bad. Russian’s are not friendly union.

“-как осмелиться говорить на запретном языке, сука?”( how you dare bitch to speak in a language which is forbidden)” ‘ One of the men about forty years old shouted on me. He had brown hair, was slim and short, his face was ugly like he had a nose of a horse, it was very long. He grabbed my arm and pushed me that I stood behind him. He smelled my hair and I pushed my head to another side from disguised of him. My body was faced to other soldiers while he was holding me like I was his property and he wanted to show for his friends what cute thing he just found.

“-I don’t understand what you saying let me go, you bastard!” ‘I tried to pull off him. My hands and legs were shaking in all directions but he was too strong.

“-ты умоляешь о смерти что?Я таких птиц еще не видел. Oткуда ты? Oткуда ты взял эту одежду ” (Do you ask for death?) ’ I felt as he smiled in his words. ( I have never seen somebody as you little bird. From where are you? Where you found these clothes?) ‘He began to touch me with his dirty hands. With one hand he holds my waist and with the others, he slowly pull over my skirt. All men could see my black underwear and socks on my legs, but my tulle skirt was too blown and some parts of the patch fell and still covered me.

Tears began to flow from my cheeks as I pleaded to leave me alone, I began to cry so hard that I even didn‘t see them because of the tears which drowned my eyes. I took every breath as the last one, for me, it was so hard to breathe that my lungs had hurt as if I swallowed the water and there was no space for air. Fear occupied my all body I didn‘t feel anything anymore. My heart‘s beating, everything seems that it stopped. That my body stopped to make function. I felt weak, paralyzed.

The weather quickly changed the strong wind rose up spreading my long hair. I felt as nature felt my pain of what waits for me. I felt that burning pain again. I think the world hates me. The god hates me why all the time he sends that burning pain to me? Why all the time everybody tread me like shit. I never did anything wrong with anybody but everybody and everything all the time makes wrong with me...Why?

-Nе забывай, тебе понравится.. Bсе-таки наше ты скоро забудешь, как говорить по-литовски. Eсли ты еще говоришь (Stop fidgeting, you will like it I promise. After you get all of us you will soon forget how to speak in Lithuanian. Not sure if you going to speak at all, anymore)’ The ugly men said that with a smirk in his face, who was holding me from my back.

The other one who had brown hair, was standing near that blond hair man like they were friends or pals, came near me. That pig behind me, stopped touch me, as this good-looking soldier came closer to us. But I didn’t expect as he hit me in my face, with his palm, I immediately stopped to cry, then with his finger, he grabbed from my cheeks and pulled it from one side to the other like he was exploring my face features, from my cheeks his fingers went to my lips. With his one finger, he slowly brushed my lips in a very intimate way, his eyes burned from lust, then his fingers went my neck where I had my necklace, his green eyes widened, when he saw it, but still were watching all the time to mine eyes, while he broke his gaze and turned around his head to the blond guy with cap.

„- друг капитан ты видели это? что-то не так с ее глазами..”( Friend captain, do you saw that? Something is wrong with her eyes.)’ I don’t know what he said to that blond guy with the cap, but he looked scared now. Some lightning cross the sky and some clouds began to colouring in bright violet colour to the sky.

“Что у тебя на уме Gaius?” (what do you mean Gaius?) ‘ The blond with a cap men asked him with an empty, nothing-looking gaze. When he looked at me surrounded by his soldiers I could see only one emotion maybe of curiosity?

And when he spoke all men get in quite very quickly, like he was their leader, when he said only a few words it seemed that all of them tensed by his tone even if his tone wasn’t commending. He stood out alone from all his graceful gait and proud posture when he leaned his strong back with wide shoulders on a nearby truck.

 He doesn’t look like the other ones, if they looked like some drunker from the street or hooligans, the blond one with some ash colour seemed as intelligent. I noticed his hands which showed that they were carefully cared for, the nails were shiny, cut off with clean braces.

As the person of beauty lover I could say a lot about men who cared about his nails, yes he was intelligent, what could I not say about the other animals. He was very calm, as compared with those pigs some were angry at me some was laughing, and he was speechless and very serious. Like he was drowned in his own thoughts when he was looking at me, but didn’t let for anybody to know what he felt or what he was thinking, while for others I knew what they were thinking if even I didn’t understand not only for one word which they said.  He had features of a small face on which fell several strands of his blond hair.

 I could see his muscles through his unbuttoned shirt and how each vein stretched as he looked at me and his men trying to touch all my parts of body, intimate parts. He crossed his arms as if by this gesture he was building an invisible wall that separates me and him. His face was tensed and his gas very serious. Yep, he won’t stop them. I’m a fool of thinking else.

Anyway, most of his men were older than he, but it didn’t do any effect of bossing, of his leader effect, I think he was younger than Kai. I’m 22 now and Kai is older than me for 10 years.  But this man, maybe 26 years old? His natural white face reminded me of a wax doll that had little movement and little emotion, but no matter how innocent angelic face he had, from his glassy gaze and the expression of an insensitive face spread the nurse of death and danger.

  Only he, the one who does not try to push me or tear off my clothes, he stood like a statue of an intelligently refined ghost. Sometimes I wonder why monsters excite me all the time is it something wrong with me? Why he has so huge effect on me just off standing near and watching me. I know he is dangerous, more dangerous than those rapists because he has the same frightening aura as my husband. But somehow I want that he would be near me.

“-Я не знаю, я думаю, они просто начали гореть как огонь,“(I don‘t know I think they just began to burn like fire) He was whispering to the blond guy. As if those words were something stupid and didn‘t want to say it in a loud way. He took in his hand my golden necklace which was still on my neck.

“-друг капитан. это золото“( friend captain it is gold) ‘With those words, he stepped away from me like he wanted to go to talk with blond hair, but at the same time when he touched it, I remembered my husband with that I stopped thinking...I calmed my breath even if I hadn‘t any chance to defend myself I will not die without a fight even to die is better than this... I didn‘t think anymore just relaxed all my muscles, the soldier who was holding me from my back also relaxed and then with mine one leg which was still on high heel shoe, I stabbed using it to horse-face soldier‘s leg. He screamed in pain and let me out from his hands. The other man began to laugh…

“- Борис мне кажется, она тебе не нравится “( Boris I think that for her you don’t look very cute) One of them said while at the same time laughed. They were holding their stomach with their hands, from laughing.

“-тебе будет жаль суку”( you gonna pay for that bitch!)The horse-face soldier gritted his teeth; I didn’t wait for anything and began to run.