So I got the idea for this story from the show 'No Second Chance'. It's on Netflix. It's in French, but you can turn on the English Subtitles if you don't speak French (which I don't). It was actually a really good show. I loved it.

She woke up in a hospital bed. She sore, in pain, and bruised. Consciously, she had no clue what her name was or what had happened, but subconsciously she did know that someone was missing. She didn't know who, but she did know that she had a family, even if she didn't remember what they looked like or what their names were. Through all her pain all she could think about was that her family was missing. The only thing that she couldn't figure out was that if someone kidnapped her family, why did they leave her behind?

"Where….where are they?" The woman asked almost in a panicked voice

The nurse looked confused, "Do you know where you are, ma'am? Can you tell me your name? Or what happened?"

The woman had a gazed look on her face. Like she was lost or trying to think and see if she could find in her memory what had happened, "I…..uh….I don't know. I can't remember."

"Alright. That's okay." The nurse replied with a small nod "You hit you head pretty hard. And you were out for a long time."

"How long?" The woman wondered "How long was I out for?"

The nurse paused briefly, "A week."

The woman sighed as she looked up to the ceiling. 'A week' She thought 'That's a long time.'

"Your friend brought you a picture of your family." The nurse stated "It's on the side table next to your bed."

The woman didn't say anything. She just kept her eyes glued to the ceiling.

After the nurse left the room, the woman picked up the framed picture and stared at the happy family. One person she recognized as herself, another woman she didn't recognize, and the five kids who looked nothing like herself or the other woman.

"Where did those kids come from?" The woman asked herself "Are they mine? Are they the other woman's? Or are they both of ours?"

Meanwhile with the other woman in a warehouse somewhere in Oregon. She is laying on her thin mattress, which has been laid on a cement floor. She has iron cuffs around her ankles and wrists, which are attached to the long chains that are planted in cement floor. There's dried blood and semen on her legs and vagina. She has bruising on her legs and tearing on her vagina from being raped. There are bruises on her face and body from being beaten.

She is breathing deeply and is finally drifting off to sleep when she hears the door to her cell being unlocked. She moves into the far corner of the mattress as she starts to panic.

'No! No!' She thought 'Please! I'm so tired and I'm in pain. Please, just let me sleep.'

A man walks in with a smug grin on his face, "Rise and shine, doll face."

"No! Please Carlos, I can't take anymore. Please it's barely daylight. Please just let me sleep." The woman cried and begged "No more! Please! I don't want to have s...s...sex! I'm tired."

Carlos slapped her hard across the face, "You don't tell me no! I'm in charge here, not you!"

On the other side of the wall, a little girl cried and banged on the wall.

"Don't hurt her! Don't hurt my mommy!" The little girl cried "D...Daddy, don't hurt my mommy!" She hated calling Carlos 'daddy', but she was forced to. She didn't have a choice.

"Shut up, kid!" Carlos yelled as he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants.

Carlos pushed up the woman's dress, then took out his penis, and shoved it inside of the woman's vagina.

The woman screamed and cried in pain.

The little girl's cries became louder, "Mommy! Mommy! Car...D...D...Daddy, don't hurt my mommy!"

A different woman, one that could roam free, walked into the little girl's cell to console the crying child.

"Dee, baby, calm down. You need to calm down. She's okay. Daddy isn't hurting that woman. Their having sex. She's enjoying it." The lady, Gloriana explained

Edelia shook her head, "No. Mommy doesn't like men. She likes woman. Like mama."

"Stop calling that woman and her dyke wife mommy and mama. Those woman are not your mothers." Gloriana stated harshly "I'm your mother."

"No! You're just the woman who gave birth to me." Edelia replied putting Gloriana in her place

Gloriana shook her head, "No, my child. You, me, and Daddy are going to be a family. You'll see. We'll be very happy."

Edelia fired back angrily, "You're wrong! I'll never be a family with you! Carlos isn't my daddy and you aren't my mommy! I already have a family. I have two mommies and four siblings who I love and who love me. I just want to go home, so let me and my mom go! Let us go home to my mama!"

Gloriana walks out of the cell, locks it back, and looks through the bars, "When I can trust you. You can roam free like me. Until then, I'm sorry, but you'll have to stay locked up in this room."

Edelia sighed and turned her back to her birth mother. She cried for her mommy in the other room who is being tortured by Carlos, who she is forced to call 'daddy', which she hates and she hates her biological mother. She just wants to go home to her mama and siblings.

Hope you enjoy. Comments are greatly appreciated.