World War Three ~~

"Damn straight I am," she said, trying to boost her confidence. Maybe if she played along for a little bit, they'd be nicer to her, or get bored with her!

"Ooh, fierce too!" He said excitedly, and she quickly regretting what she just said.

"Come one then young lady, you have work to do. Make my men satisfied or you don't eat," he winked, bluntly. Unbelievable. Lucy thought to herself, annoyed. I'm going to be unpure at fourteen. joy.

She nodded and followed him into a room.

When they got there, men in their twenties and thirties saw Lucy and whistled, cheering, and drinking beer. Shackles were tied to Lucy's ankles, and she was told to sit in a corner.

After a minute or so, a man came up to Lucy. She gulped.

"Hey sexy, with looks like those you must be an angel. Want to piss off God?" He murmured, kissing her neck.

She gulped again, leaning back. As he started feeling her, she started shivering. This has never happened before, and she was scared. The guy didn't notice the shaking, though and he kept going.

Brandon-
Brandon sneaked in with April, hearing the cheers of the loud men. "That's them," he murmured, and April nodded. He slowly creeped in through the side door, and the moment he did he regretted it.

There, he saw a grown man having s*x with Lucy. "Oh my god," they both said. Jayde's dad quickly pulled them into a room. "Back again?" He said to brandon, "and you brought a friend. Great!"

"I want Lucy back,"' he mumbled.
"Little late for that. Did you get the chance to see her? She's a hit!" Jayde's dad beamed.
"You sick perverted bastard."

"I'll take you're little friend if you disrespect me," he grumbled. April took a few steps back.

"I bet your daughter is so proud. She's a five year old with a dad who turns teenage girls into porn stars. Wonderful." Brandon scoffed.

Just then, Jayde walked in the room. "Daddy," she whispered so only he could hear, "What have you done?" You could tell she has been crying. "Mommy is still out there," she stopped talking after that. "Sweetie," he started, but nothing came out after that. She turned his back to her. She suddenly remembered the girl he married before the war. That's why I like Lucy, he thought, she looks like my lost wife!

"Jayde, that's Lucy. Remember?" Brandon asked her. "Lucy played with you while you were with us."
Jayde nodded, but didn't say anything. How come she said so much then?

Jayde started crying again. When she sat down, her shirt fell a little, and exposed huge black, purple, and blue bruises.

Brandon stared at Jayde's chest, hoping he didn't look like a total perv. "Jayde," he said quickly, ducking around her psychotic father, "what is that?"

She quickly got up, covering the marks. She turned around and started walking out of the room. "Jayde," Brandon stopped her, "I asked you a question," Jayde pouted and left the room with a tear down her cheek. Brandon was suddenly concerned.

Spinning back around towards the father, Brandon yelled, "YOU SICK PERVERTED BASTARD! NO WONDER YOUR WIFE LEFT YOU! YOU PROBABLY WERE TOO BUSY ABUSING YOUR FAMILY AND WATCHING PORN TO NOTICE YOU EVEN HAD ONE!"

"Mommy didn't leave daddy!" Jayde screamed. Brandon then noticed she had just be behind the door. This was the first time he had heard her voice, but it wasn't a real voice. It was a sobbing scream. She kept going, "DADDY LEFT FIRST!" Jayde stopped and ran. This time, she actually left.

Brandon stood there, shocked. Jayde wasn't the type to scream like that, let alone talk. That man must've really messed her up.

Brandon could tell Jayde was quite offended. "What have you done?" Jayde's dad shouted, running out of the room to follow her. "Brandon," April whispered, "Maybe it wasn't the dad who hurt her."

"Who else could it have been?" He murmured back.

"Brandon, wake up!" April slowly raised her voice, "This is the new reality! War! Everywhere! Anyone could have done it!"

"Whatever. Can we get Lucy and Chris and get out of here? Please?" Brandon asked, slightly annoyed.