Desolation Row

Jane watched as the man she loved turned his back on her and stormed off, not looking back as he left her alone in the dark. She crawled her way to edge of the curb, her sobs growing louder as she struggled to hold herself together. She was alone. The reason she was still alive, the one person who had kept her going for all these years was finally gone.

She wiped her eyes, tears still streaming down her face as she scrambled to her feet and pushed open the gate to the park. She staggered through the park, whimpering as tried to calm herself down. The park at this time of night was creepy. The swings creaked on their hinges in the silence as the streetlights which lined the park flickered on and off. As she walked, she found herself blindly walking into the children’s park and sitting down on the bench that faced out onto the climbing frame. Jane sighed, slumping her head into her hands as she continued to cry. She couldn’t carry on like this; the pain was too much for her to deal with.

“Well hey there gorgeous” A voice slurred as something sat down beside her. Jane turned her head and saw Arthur Way sitting beside her, drinking the last drop of rum from the bottle in his hand before tossing it across the park. “H..Hello Mr Way” She mumbled, nervously fiddling with the cuff of her leather jacket. He moved closer to her, the smell of stale booze and cigarettes stained his clothes as his eyes studied the young girl’s body. “What’s a pretty thing like you doing out here all alone eh” He asked. Jane looked away from him, something in his voice made her feel uneasy. She wiped her eyes. “Look I better be getting home...” She started, beginning to stand up before Arthur viciously grabbed her arm, a crazed laugh escaping from his lips as Jane struggled to pull away. “Oh so soon? Why don’t you come here and I can make everything better” He jeered, pulling her onto his lap.

She tried to pull away, pushing him away with her free hand as she struggled in his tight grip. He wouldn’t budge. “Let me go!” She cried, fighting harder to get away, panic filled her eyes as he held her in place. Arthur grabbed her other hand, a twisted smile forming on his face as he began to push her down against the bench; silencing her cries as he crashed his lips against hers, forcing his tongue inside her mouth. She tried to turn her head away, tears streaming down her face as she struggled to move from under him, whimpering as she struggled to fight back. He moved his head back, smiling down at her; watching her squirm. “Help! Someone help me please” She screamed. Arthur punched her in the face, silencing her screams as he quickly held her down again. “You scream again and I’ll cut your throat” He whispered softly in her ear, moving down to kiss her neck as she sobbed.

“Dad? What are you doing?” A voice asked. Jane turned her head and saw Gerard standing there, shocked at what he was seeing. “Showing you how to be a real man” Arthur growled, staring up at his son who’s eyes were fixed upon Jane’s frightened and tear stained face. “Well don’t just stand there, grab that bitches arms” He sneered, narrowing his eyes. Gerard took a step towards them, a sickness rising in his stomach as he watched his father hold down his school mate. He suddenly stopped, shaking his head as he covered his mouth. “No... No I can’t. Jane I’m sorry... I’m sorry” He murmured before running off into the darkness.

Jane watched helplessly as Gerard ran off, leaving her alone with his father. Her body went limp against the bench as she finally gave up. Nobody was going to save her now. She lie on the bench, her eyes fixed upon the climbing frame that her and Patrick used to play on back when they were kids as Mr Way continued to rape her.

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Nurse Leah knocked on cell 302, slowly walking inside to find a young girl lying on her bed, staring wide eyed and emotionlessly up at the ceiling. “Jane sweety, it’s time” She said softly, reaching out to touch her arm. Jane snatched it away, remaining silent as she moved herself off the bed and out of her cell.

The nurse slowly placed her in a wheel chair and pushed her down the long, winding corridor of the hospital, the strong stench of bleach made her feel sick. She stared straight ahead, her eyes vacant as she was wheeled through the double doors of D wing and into a hospital theatre where she was met by a young blonde haired woman. “Jane it’s me, Emma. I promise that I’ll help you through this ok sis?” She said sweetly, smiling as she helped her sister onto the hospital bed. Jane ignored the doctors, the nurses and the people around her. She didn’t care anymore. She had been left here to rot, why people felt the need to make her life “easier” was beyond her. As the doctor began preparing a sedative, Jane looked down at her stomach, gently touching her bump with her hand and feeling the baby kick one last time. “Goodbye” She whispered as the doctor quickly came to her side and injected a needle into her arm, sending her into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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A quiet knock came from her cell; Jane stared out of her cell window as she listened to the door creek open, the warm sun shining down on her face. “Hi Jane” Emma said as she walked inside, sitting down on the bed. Jane turned around, her eyes locked onto her twin. She was wearing a baby pink summer dress with her long blonde hair kept up in a pony tail. They had been identical since birth, except for their taste in clothes and personalities. Jane smirked. “You always were girly one” She replied, looking back outside the window.

Emma fiddled with the hem of her dress; she hadn’t seen Jane since the hospital gave her baby away. She didn’t feel guilty for that. Everyone knew that Jane couldn’t look after a baby especially in the state she was in and who could blame her; their mother had royally fucked them over big time. “Why are you here?” Jane asked suddenly, not looking back from the window and the world outside it. Emma raised her head, watching her sister intently. “You haven’t wanted to see me in years and suddenly as soon as I’m locked away in here, you suddenly want to see me. Why is that?” she asked coldly, turning back to face her sister. Emma sighed, her eyes shot down to the floor. “I thought you’d need family, especially after... you know” She replied uncomfortably.Jane rolled her eyes, laughing to herself. “After the rape? After a man held me down in park and fucked me for hours on end?” Jane sneered, tears filling her eyes as she quickly looked away again.

She felt a warm hand touch her shoulder. “The nurses said you’re getting better, when you get out of here maybe you can come and live with me? My boyfriend’s family said it’s fine” Emma said softly. Jane suddenly snapped, spinning round and pushing her sister on the bed, covering her face with a pillow. She felt her sister struggled underneath her but pressed the pillow harder against her face. “Thanks Emma, but I have other plans” She whispered, feeling Emma’s body grow still. She slowly pulled the pillow away, checking to see if she was dead before jumping into action. The stripped her sister of her clothes and swapped them for hers. She took a small, makeshift knife from under her mattress and slashed her wrists. Jane cradled her sister in her arms, smiling for a second before screaming for help.

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She walked out of the hospital that day, a sense of power growing within her as she found herself remembering a promise she had made to herself long ago. She was going to get back at the people who had done this to her. This was her plan, her legacy. This, was her revenge.

Notes

Let me know what you think of this chapter, this one has a personal touch to it so I hope you enjoy it...

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