The End Of Life Chapter 64
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Looking into the open window, Mark's eyes shot wide. He was 2 figures. One was on the floor tied up to the surrounding benches, naked, with some kind of towel stuffed into her mouth acting like a gag making her unable to scream. She was violently protesting and shaking, trying to free herself from the ropes which tie her.
Mark could see the tears forming in her eyes as she lost all hope in life. Her eyes were growing more lifeless as seconds went by. Mark's eyes were now completely red with the anger boiling inside him.
He turned towards the other person inside the room. He noticed the other was a male. He had a scar on his face and was full of lust as he looked at the lady in front of him. He was removing the last article on his body.
As the man was fully naked Mark heard him, " Ah! I can finally enjoy you bitch. I have been waiting for so long. If it wasn't for the incident which happened yesterday, you would have already been tasted by every man in this camp. But no worries, I will enjoy you to the full extent before I pass you over to my underlings for a taste." While slowly licking her face, making her lose all hope.
He positioned himself to complete what he was waiting for. A bullet went through his head. The man fell to his side, lying motionless as blood slowly oozed out of the hole. Mark had the gun in his hand as he was supporting himself with the leg on the frame and the other on the nail and hand in the pipe.
He jumped inside the room with the energy left and stumbled inside. His body moved on its own when he noticed what the man was about to do. His hand went to his back, taking out the gun, and shot him right in the head.
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He could not bear to see one of the two people important in his life in such a position. Suzie was always there for him and seeing the cheerful girl like this was hard for him to take in. He slowly made his way towards Suzie and took out the ropes which were binding her. He removed the ropes tying both her hands.
He slowly took her into his hands. He felt her body shake in fear when he touched her. He could only take a deep breath and try to calm the rage inside him. He slowly said, "I am here Suzie. it's ok it is only me." Trying to cool her down. Suzie, who heard this, was still completely scared and squirmed in his hands. Her eyes were shut tight, not daring to open and see the monster ravaging her.
Mark didn't feel bad about this and only said once again, "Suzie, it is me, Mark. I am here to save you. Open your eyes and see me." With the same kind voice, he had.
This time Suzie's body which was trembling in fear decreased hearing his name. Her eyelids which were shut tight slowly fluttered as she opened her lifeless eyes. He noticed the shadow of the man holding her. Her body shook once again as she heard him once again, " It's ok Suzie. I am here for you."
She tried to see him clearer and noticed it was Mark. She quickly hugged Mark and started wailing on his chest.
"Mark it's you. I thought I-I thought you were…" crying her eyes out. She couldn't even complete her sentences. She hugged him tightly and continued to wail. Mark could feel her body shudder continuously and didn't touch her.
He remained there as she continued to cry. Suzie collected herself and separated away from him. Mark looked at her eyes. They were still dead, but he could see a bit of life in them. He knew this would be a huge trauma for her. She would have been raped and if he wasn't there, this would have really happened. He understood this might be a lifelong trauma for her.
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As she separated herself from her, he finally got a good look at her. Her face swollen, and she clearly had hand marks on her white skin, probably from mistreatment she must have faced after they took her. Suzie was a very beautiful woman. One of the most beautiful women Mark had ever seen. She had short brown hair coupled with a slim, tall body. She didn't have huge assets but was still very beautiful.
He slowly smiled and said, "It's ok Suzie. As you see I am alive and I came here for you. It's all good now. Come get up." Taking her hand, which shook upon contact, he slowly helped her up. He took out his shirt and gave it to her to cover herself. Suzie slowly took it from him and wore his shirt, leaving Mark bare-chested.
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