The Traps of Black Swan

Ava was thinking about what to do, she was failing to find any route to get out there. Just then a callous hand caressed her arm and a lewd voice heard next to her ear, "Did he touch you here first?" 

Ava jerked aside in horror and stared at the captain in shock. Her heart palpitated looking at the gazes on their faces

She had never witnessed those types of gazes till she met Leon Harmon. Those gazes made her shiver, turn cold and freeze in clueless. If she felt the gaze like a wild beast, that's what meant lust to her. 

She started to tremble due to lecherous gazes on her, the females were enjoying it, waiting for more instead of helping her.

Ava wanted to cry out and beg them to let her go but deep down she knew it won't help. She learned that requesting and apologizing just to manage the situation even if she isn't wrong doesn't help her in any way. 

Another hand suddenly groped her bosom over her cloth causing her to shrug his hand instinctively. Her hand raised to slap across his face before remembering he is an officer and it's an offense to hit them, much less in the police station.

She ran away to the corner and yelled in fright, "Don't touch me."

However, the lazy man remarked, "Soo soft." He groaned satisfaction rubbing his finger on his palm looking at her chest, "I wish they were a little big though. It would be a pure pleasure to squeeze them, to suck them, to f**k between them."

Ava: "..."

Her tears rolled down her cheeks. For the first time in her life, she wanted her parents to take her and lock her in her bedroom. She deserves no food and water, probably that's where she should be and that's where she belonged. 

Why did even dream of flying when she didn't have wings?

Ava grasped why it's a male-dominated world with no or fewer females. The men never left a woman to step forward, they feared the rule of women and crushed them before they tried to succeed, it hurt their ego. 

The fewer number of females who were present, they probably endured or joined the evil and became one in them.

Who would be willing to fly if they know they will become a victim in the world of mean evil-minded people? If Ava knew, probably she would have never dared to fly. 

She understood why some parents are overprotective of their daughter(s) and put lots of restrictions. They know the real world and how much a female suffers. That's the way they protect their daughters from the malicious world. 

But she didn't have that type of overprotective parents either.

Ava saw a female walk up to her, she assumed that woman might hit her and taunt her as she is a female but what she didn't expect happened.

She held Ava's chin scrutinizing her face and announced, "I am jealous now. This bitch isn't wearing makeup yet so clear skin." Ava tried to get her hand off but she was too strong paining her jaws.

Then the lady officer's hand moved down to her neck but the touch didn't feel right for Ava even though she was a female, "The slender sensual neck, men will easily swoon over you." 

"Let..." Ava tried to speak but the lady choked her pressing against the wall. 

Ava tried to take air but felt her lungs burn. She also tried to push her away but failed. 

A burst of numbing pain pulsed through her head. She felt her head heavy, eye bulge in need of oxygen. Desperate for air she fought to free. But nothing seemed to work. 

How could she not win on a woman either?

Each second felt like an hour to her. She was soon exhausted and unable to focus and move. 

She should have been dead long back, everyone wished it but her stubbornness to live was only making things difficult for her to live peacefully.

It's best if her struggle ends there instead of letting somebody abuse her so she wanted to give up but when did anything happen as she wished?

The lady left Ava and the latter collapsed on the floor coughing heavily trying to catch a breath. 

Ava heard the one who had choked her, "I didn't know President Harmon prefers small ones."

Officer Nancy uttered in jealousy, "What is wrong with my looks? He hadn't even turned to me when I tried to speak to him."

The police chief hissed to stop them bring those up if in case Ava takes the favor of Leon Harmon and returns to hunt them down using Leon's power. He was right somewhere but she will return with her own power to bring them down.

The captain and the lazy officer were watching Ava who was trying to catch her breath. Nope, their gaze was actually at the V-shaped neck of her dress trying to catch a glimpse of her cleavage but the V cut was too sleek without widening.

The captain commented after Nancy, "Because you don't have those slender sexy legs."

Ava who heard him tried to cover herself with her dress but wasn't successful. The lazy officer grabbed her ankle and remarked, "You are right." 

Ava struggled to pull out her leg from his clutch but to no avail, Her heart drummed, tears had no limits, her teeth continued to chatter trying to say, "Let me go…"

But the man's other backhand started grazing her skin up to her thigh making her feel disgusted and revolt. "Perfect!" He uttered.

Ava couldn't stop herself so her other leg mercilessly kicked him in the face and howled, "Get off of me." She actually tried to find a word to curse them but realized she never scolded anybody and she couldn't come up with any word.

However, her kick infuriated everyone in the office especially the man whose nose started to bleed. Before Ava could finish her word a resounding slap sounded in the room.

'Pak.'

Ava held her stinging cheek which had a strong finger imprint of the woman who had choked her. She felt her head dizzy and vision blurry but the tears weren't stopping. 

Her body swayed and slowly darkness crawling in. If she faints, Ava doubted if they were going to leave her intact. Instead of it, dying felt the better option.

She almost thought she fainted when she failed to keep her eyes open but a glass of water splashed on her face with a great force that she again felt wide awake and started coughing.

The captain smashed the glass on the desk and howled at her, "How dare you hit an officer on duty?"

Ava was baffled. 'On duty?' Molesting a lady isn't a duty. Shouldn't that be 'an officer on duty is molesting her'? She couldn't believe the shamelessness of those officers.

The lazy looking man who was pressing a handkerchief on his nose gritted his teeth gazing maliciously at her. Initially, they just wanted to play with her and enjoy but now he wanted to abuse her for breaking his nose.

"HOLD HER." He roared at the two ladies.

Ava panicked and tried to get up but the two officers rushed towards her and pinned her down holding a hand each. "Let me go… Let go… Leave me…" Ava cried, struggled but couldn't do anything against the two's force.

The chief jerked up from his chair. He was ordered to keep her untouched so he had thought they would scare her till Leon reached the police station but didn't expect them to take it to extremes.

He wanted to stop that lazy looking man but he was afraid to offend him too so he started pacing at his desk.

Ava tried to pull herself continuing to cry but the captain slapped her, "Shut up. Make another sound, I give you another one till you get to your senses."

Ava remembered her mother slapping her until she ate the pain and stopped crying. She was a little child at that time, completely powerless but she is still in the same state in front of unknowns who were ready to seal her lips with the same slaps.

What's the use of studying so much? It won't protect us when we are in trouble. What is the use of growing up without becoming strong? Should she have just stayed in the house full of ridicule until they sold her to another man? Why did she have to grow up to end up in this state? 

She didn't grow up to be somebody's punching bag. She didn't return back to the country to get molested. Compared to her home country and her parents' house, she felt living in the country S is safer even if she didn't know anybody out there.

Would her life be different if she was a boy? At least none would have tried to r.a.p.e her.

Out of all questions, she wanted an answer to a question to which she has been trying to find an answer for more than a decade. 

What is her mistake? 

Being alive? Or her birth?