It was a dark and cold night, there was nobody out besides Miley and her favorite guitar. The blonde didn't have a good day at all, so now she was expecting to find peace and tranquility to be able to clear her mind and even to write a bit, probably a song of everything about what was happening. Throughout the morning, Miley received a call of her mother, who her was informing that his father had suffered a serious car accident and that for those moments he was hospitalized. From that call, the blonde continued waiting by more information, but nothing happened. Tish did not call her of return to tell her it brings over of his father and his serious accident, and Miley knew that they were hiding something. After happening the whole evening crying for her father, she decided to go out to take fresh air and to give a walk with her four little dogs.
After happening several minutes looking for a bench or a rock where to sit down, Miley took her guitar and started touching several melodies. For her fortune, she was completely alone with her dogs, who heard attentivly at the voice of their owner. Miley enjoyed to spend moments like this, where she didn't have to worry about anything. It was very relaxing for her to be able to play her music without being criticized by anybody, without feeling any pressure. She was wishing that her life could be like that of simple, without the paparazzis trying to get themselves into his matters, without having to fight with the cameras and flashes, without having to worry about so many rumors that go out every day. But something that Miley might never change would be her fans, her real fans, who were supporting and respecting her in all the difficult moments, those who without at least knowing her, already loved her for whom she was. It was something neither that nor Miley nor nobody could deny, the love that she has for her fans.
Miley shook her head, trying to erase all the thoughts of his memory and concentrate on her music. But before being able to sing, the blonde listened to a crackle that was coming from the shrubs, and it seemed to her that someone was spying during all this time. She stood up of the rock where she was situated, and took her dogs to a surer place. When Miley returned to the same place, three big figures were there waiting for her. Miley could not distinguish the faces due to the darkness of the night. " Uh, hello? " She murmured, not very sure of what to say. The blonde was not feeling any emotion, she didn't know with whom she was speaking or that they wanted of her. She didn't know if they had listened her singing, she didn't know what was happening. On not having received any response of three big figures, she decided to move back a few steps. Miley felt a blow in the back, which paralyzed her for a few minutes. When she rolled over to seeing with that one had stumbled object, Miley saw one of three figures behind her. Now she could distinguish that he was a man of great size, robust and strong. " W-Who are yo-" but before Miley could finish the question, the second one of the men fell on her, covering the mouth with his left hand whereas with the right he was supporting a razor. "Oh men, look what we have here, I think it's our lucky day" said loudly the last man, who was standing in front of her with a smile. "Hello baby" he whispered while he laid down next to Miley.
The blond girl was in shock, three unknown men had caught her in the middle of nowhere. She had no idea of those who might be, nor that would like of her. Before the man continued speaking, Miley bit the hand of the man who had it on his mouth, trying to avoid that she could to speak. When Miley listened to the man to complain, she knew that her plan had worked. " Help, help me please!" she shouted while tears were falling down her cheeks, waiting that someone could listen to her. But within seconds the principal man was over her, undressing her rapidly. Miley tried to ask for help for the second time, but before she could open the mouth, the man who was behind began to strike her desperately, leaving her unconscious. The look in his eyes only meant one thing to her. And all at once she knew. She felt like a frightened animal backed into a corner as his rough hands created shackles around her wrists as he started kissing her lips.
