Prologue: Alana: Intro

Intro

Alana looked at the rusted mirror before her to stare at the pure reflection that it returned back to her. The young woman was now twenty years old as her birthday had passed four days ago and she was already feeling the child mentality changing within her. She stared at her complex but very beautiful physic with uncertainty. 

While Alana was more than a legal adult, that still didn’t mean she was free from the damned world she was forced in, she was still being held unwillingly below the surface, literally . She was no taller than 4’11 barefooted with large baby brown eyes that glistened no matter in what darkness that formed around her, it was a feature that stood out to many men if they ever had the chance to see her. And if they did, they’d probably fall in love with her, her lips were a soft plump Cupid’s Bow shape with a natural brown color.

Soft and attractive, she found that she hated her lips to be the shape that they were, her ears were the perfect size for her small, round head that gave her the appearance of a teenager. She was slowly aging very well with soft, chubby cheeks and a snub nose that fit her round, feminine face so perfectly. Her personality was warming and sweet, she was a very good listener and cared for most of the ones around her truthfully. Naturally large breast sat up on her chest because of a tight push-up corset built into her maid uniform, to go with her big 46J bosoms, she had a set of curvy hips and a juicy, plump butt, a figure that could make anything she wore look tighter than it naturally should.

Alana’s uniform was the traditional housekeeping uniform with extra fabric around the thighs to make the ends poof more, the uniform fell just below her knees with a plain white waist apron that fell five inches above the end of the dress. Her uniform also consisted of a pair of black, waist-to-foot fishnet stockings that occasionally left impressions in her skin from the tightness of them, and a small pair of glossy, black platform pumps. Also accompanying her attire was a dingy, medium-sized bow tied to her black ponytail that fell just below her shoulders when pulled back tautly but reached her shoulders when she left them in a parted afro.

She looked at her bow with gratitude, without it she was useless than she already was, it appointed her status within the building amongst all the other girls that were also being housed below the surface of the hostel. It was simply two stories with a large basement to occupy gigantic things, however, the basement had been turned into a housing barrack for the working women that were forced to stay day-and-night and slave the

Ms. Edith’s Hostel

to greatness. 

The building was half a mile into the rural from the town of Lovell, Tennessee, a well-benefited area that used the hostel to it’s advantages every chance it was able to with more and more people slowly coming from around the world to experience what it had to offer. It consisted of many shopping stores that house clothes, jewelry, furniture, and even pets that were very loveable, however, the girls of the hostel were never luck to go to the places they desired without permission or a man that could take them there.

Most of the women were seeing someone or many others just to get through the day to day jobs of their life, it was found to be complicated to be happy but some managed with the bows in their head letting others know what they hoped to prosper to in time. There were red and white colored bows inside the hostel and every worker was required to wear one or they were at free will of the men running in and out to explore the town. The white bow in Alana’s head signaled that she was a cook in the basement and not a serving girl of any sort, it told the many facts that she wasn’t to be a sex toy to any passing man, that she was maintaining her virgin purity, and that it would one day be her ticket out of the hellhole that she called home when the right man came for her. 

She couldn’t wait for the day that a man did accept her into his life to be his lover, and one day his wife, she hoped she’d fine the right guy soon so she could leave like the many girls coming and going around her. She had wanted to be free and married by the age of nineteen and possibly on her first child by the age of twenty, but it seemed like nothing ever went her way. She vowed that she’d give her man anything she could, including love and children, considering the fact that she was completely broke with little to prosper from.

Ms. Edith’s Hostel

was owned by an aged woman that didn’t appreciate life as she should had, instead, she adored money and what the many riches could bring her. She was a skinny woman with gray hair she always pulled into a bun, while not to older than fifty, she was always on her feet and dressed to impress many that would come and dine at her hostel. She always wore a permanent sneer unless a conversation about currency happened to come among her and another, her greed was potent and many people knew that it was a way to get whatever they wanted from her. Edith adored money so much that she refused to allow the women to leave unless she was provided with the debt of the worker from someone that wasn’t under her ruthless rule, via a man or woman. 

Everyone knew that Edith was a cheat and it was one of the many reasons that people hated her and lost respect for the woman, she was always so demanding and crude to others around her. She cared for no one but herself and she never was afraid to express her hatred to someone, a bold but ill-filled woman she was. Edith rarely had people visit her, and most only come to entwine with the girls that wore red bows considering they were free of charge when someone stayed twelve nights in a row, which usually cost three hundred and sixty dollars all together. Shockingly, Edith didn’t run

Ms. Edith’s Hostel

alone as it appeared, she occasionally had the help of her twenty-four year old daughter. 

Jewels was married and pregnant with her first child but she took time out of her day to sometimes visit and check on the hostel to make sure everything was running correctly, she’d visit the basement to make sure the girls are behaving properly and that they weren’t slacking when it came to their jobs. Jewels always paraded around with a snarky attitude and childish bearings just the same as her mother, the woman carried herself proudly and looked down at the other girls with disgust whenever she was around. She saw herself to be better than them because she had a ring on her finger, unlike the rest of them, and she was also married to a rich man that loved her truthfully, even if that feelings were mutual.

Jewels was what made

Ms. Edith’s Hostel

possible because of a granted one thousand dollars , it was possible for her to score such a high cost because most women weren’t as beautiful and snarky as Jewels, it was something that men loved around the town, a woman that talked back to them.

The cost was presented and Jewels was sold to a man that had a decent amount of riches coming to him on year to year bases, considering he was ranked eighteen out of the

Top Twenty Richest Men In U.S.A.

list present in the

United States Genus

book that was found on every bookshelf in the world. When she was given up, Jewels didn’t yell in anger or curse at her mother, she only smiled and agreed to go with the man while Edith stood from a distance with a couple of other women that she paid to keep her home clean. After the money grant, Edith fired those women and bought some off of private black market trades that was being ran under the nose of many local officials. 

Many figured that Edith had Jewels to thank, but not Edith, she didn’t care for her daughter as much as many people thought. Jewels and her husband had it a rough patch in their life when they were first together, she’d come complaining to her mother about how they always fought about the simplest things and how she didn’t want to be there anymore. Edith only sent her back and forced her to submit to the man that bought her, telling her she didn’t have a choice because she wasn’t going to return the money by any means. Ever since, Jewels rarely return and when she does, her and Edith bump heads about the simplest things.

Many rumors have surfaced about their livelihoods, including Jewels’ husband, her unborn child, her mother, and even herself but no one is sure if the rumors or true or not. One rumor that is spreading around is that Jewels is stealing from Edith with the intention to leave her with nothing within twenty years, she’s stealing large but unnoticeable sums right under Edith’s nose with the help of the some of the working girls. Another rumor was brought around by one of the working girls that said Edith had Jewels removed from her Will in the hopes of her taking all her money to her grave with her instead of passing it on. A very curious rumor is that Jewels only visits to see a man that she’s been sleeping with but uses the hostel as a cover-up for her husband, and some people think that a adulterine is what occupies her belly.

Many workers were secretly jealous of Jewels and the other girls that had someone to keep them company when they had free days around the hostel, Jewels had a rich husband that showed her affection and spoiled her, she was pregnant with her first child and was occupying a two story suburban house in a rural area with the intention to have more children after her first.

They had every right to be jealous of the woman but some saw her as quiet inspiration, they knew that Edith once told her what to do but now that she had a man, she could no longer be bossed around by the older woman. The working girls knew that Jewels could stand up for herself when it came to Edith bossing her around, they knew she wouldn’t get a whipping if she raised her voice to her, and they also knew she could leave and never return if she wanted to because she had the privilege of a husband. 

Many wished to be in her position and others couldn’t wait, Alana couldn’t wait for the day that she could walk out of the basement and never look back at the life she used to have, she’s not sure when that day will happen but she hopes it comes sooner than she expects.

Chapter One: Alana: Just A Basement Girl

Basement

I tipped over the bowl filled with lots of chocolate cake mix in the air and watched as it fell in a thick rope into the oiled, circled cake pan that sat on the counter underneath it. The rich scent of the chocolate was making my stomach curl in hunger, I had missed the usual lunch that consisted of cold turkey meat on two pieces of stiff bread and a tiny apple juice-box. 

I resisted the urge to dig my finger into the mix and lick it off hungrily, I corrected the position of the bowl so no more mix would leak out before pushing the filled circled pan aside and grabbing the prepared second one to fill next. I shivered from the cool breeze that was slowly swirling through the room from an opened awning basement window, I sighed and glanced toward the small fire-base oven that was made from scrap metal and other things. I shivered once more at the breeze as I sat the bowl aside while looking for a spoon to scoop out the rest of the mix.

’… I laid back against the hot, baking sun as the sound of the waves hitting the shore lullabied me to great thoughts such as my happiness and the peace I now feel. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to relax thoroughly, the sun felt amazing against my skin though it was slightly windy and caused my coiled strands to shift around a little. The peace was amazing and I felt like I was in a safe place, away from the hectic world that was so demanding and constantly nagging for me to be something I wasn’t. 

The aroma of the ocean was the perfect salty potent smell that I was staring to grow used to, I guess visiting the beach everyday causes you to be able to withstand it. The black and white chevron beach towel underneath me kept the sand from digging into the exposed skin of my back because of my one-piece swimsuit. I was only four days into the couples vacation resort stay but I was having an amazing time, there weren’t many people present and the ones that were, they were so nice and open about their love to their soulmates. 

It was mostly romantic with late night dinners that involved slow dancing on the beach sand and scented burning standing torches to provide light, as well as twenty-four-seven spas variously placed, and to top that all off, the only way to get to and from the island was by a cruise. I knew that I wasn’t alone also, I had someone special come with me and that person meant the world to me, he spoiled me with amazing gifts like the trip to this amazing resort, as well as child-’

“I swear I’ll beat your ass while I’m pregnant, Paige!” A loud, angry yell knocked me out of my daydream.

I sat the bowl of chocolate cake mix down and glanced behind me to see Jewels glaring at Paige while she returned it with a drawl expression, no one was scared of Jewels and some of us envied her, but me, I didn’t. I only wanted to be happy and live with many children visiting me throughout my aging process. Jewels turned to see that she had drawn the attention of all of us, she sent death glares our way before turning her nose up and looking down at Paige in disgust, I only rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to the task before me.

“Boo, so scary.” Paige mocked before chuckling and walking off.

Jewels stand at least 5’2 without heels but she constantly wear heels so I’m not to sure what her real height is, she has very long strawberry blonde hair that falls to ropes down her back, her lips were slightly uneven and she always wore bright red lipstick to give them a very red tint. Her thin eyebrows sat over heavy green eyes with a light shade of eyeshadow centered between them, her nose was aquiline but slightly droopy toward the bridge and she also had pretty thin cheeks. While she was rather tall, she was also rather scrawny with thin arms and legs covered in fairly pale skin, her bosoms were rather small and they matched those were small hips of hers but, she constantly wore tight, expensive dresses to make her look rather curvy but it never seemed to work.

Today, Jewels wore a black to white ombre dress that had a cross-halter neckline that exposed her shoulders, the color changed from black, to grey, to a solid white just below the waist of the dress and slightly poufy as it fell toward the middle of her pale calves. To match her dress, she wore a pair of suede, solid black Mary Jane platform shoes with a chunky heel, including a shiny, complete diamond necklace that even sparkled in the poor basement light and matching diamond earrings that glistened as they swirled from her movements. As I said, she was always dressed to impress the ones around her, or at least make us feel nasty compared to her. 

Jewels stood with her legs slightly apart to keep her balance as she supported her slightly large belly with her right hand, she had to be at least seven months pregnant now and she was so gigantic that I was sure there was more than one baby inside of her, but I could had been wrong. I found a homemade wooden spoon that was carved by one of Edith’s friends that provide the items and various ingredients we need to cook for the people of Lovell. She’s friends with a company that provide the cheap food for us to use, while I could get a pound of newly-made cooking chocolate for three dollars, she decide to get a week old pound of chocolate chunks for fifty cent. 

We’re always provided with a large table of supplies, ranging from eggs cartoons to small cups of food seasoning, including vails of vanilla extract and even specials things like gorgonzola cheese or cilantro herbs every three days. It contained anything a chef could ask for, and considering that I was in charge of the dessert station, I’m constantly running back and forth for sugar and eggs. I focused back on the tasks before me, knowing I had to get out a total of three desserts before any guest arrived for the birthday party Edith was hosting for a friend of hers.

“Alana,” I rolled my eyes to the ceiling and debated if I should ignore Jewels but then decided to see what she wanted so she couldn’t tell Edith that I disobeyed her later when it’s time for handing out punishments, “ stop leaving this shit everywhere.“

I rolled my eyes once more and finally looked to see that she was talking about an empty plastic bag that once contained chunky, uneven pieces of chocolate sitting on the counter of

MY

station.

“I swear you whores are the worst, no wonder all your dumbasses are all still down here.” Jewels insulted, I tightly pursed my lips to stop from retorting back at her.

I grabbed the empty bag and tossed it into the tiny trash bin at the end of my station, I always keep my station clean and organized, and not because I have to. I like my items in certain places so that I can easily find them if I’m suddenly told to make some dessert for a demanding guest or if I grow bored with daydreaming and decide to make something out of the ordinary in the middle of the night. I’ll even go to my station sometimes and reorganize my already organized things just because I have nothing else to do, I never can read unless a friend of mine snuggle a book in for me because Edith doesn’t allow them. 

I love keeping my items organized, the more organized and clean, the safer I feel using them. There are individual stations for every working girl here, but soon, there became too many people and we had to start sharing stations with others. I’m lucky that I don’t have to share because I really hate people coming and messing up the layout of my items. The stations are relatively small booths with an upside-down U-shape and long sides facing toward the center of the floor. Having cleaned up the mess, I turned back to sifting the plastic bag of flour I got from the supply table for my French macaroons.

“That’s not what your husband said last night.” One of the girls replied, making Jewels sharply turn around and try to point the person out.

The basement immediately filled with laugher as I didn’t fight the smirk that came over my lips, she’s going to learn to stop being so crude to people or she’ll become the laughing stock. I glanced around the cooking area of the kitchen as the girls started to go back to their old, loud conversations about the men they thought were cute, some of the others were already back to roughhousing with one another, and I was struggling to not dose back to my daydream from earlier. 

However, I knew it wouldn’t be a peaceful daydream because it was growing so loud in the basement that I was sure you could hear us on the lobby floor, and I didn’t give a damn. Everyone was purposely being aggravating to Jewels with the hope of making her not want to come back so soon, we had noticed that she was returning more and more each day, it was something that made me suspicious of her actions.

“All of you shut the hell up, I’m getting sick and tired of all of you! I can’t wait until I can put my foot in all your asses!” I ignored Jewels, as did everyone else, while setting the sifted flour aside and grabbing a plastic bag of white sugar to pour inside it as well.

I paused my work and turned to my oven to check how everything was coming alone, I checked my baking cheesecake to see it was finished and just needed to cool very well then it could be served. I removed the circle pan containing the cheesecake from the heat and sat it aside to cool while moving the pans filled with chocolate cake mix to a lower shelf to cook faster, it was growing very hot in the basement and I could feel the sweat starting to form on my forehead, armpits, and even a little form below my bosoms. I pulled my bowl of plain French macaroon mix back in front of me, I added more of ingredients to perfect it, including a small pinch of lemon extract for a lemony taste. 

I then stirred in the extract thoroughly before pushing it aside once more and turning to walk to the large supply table. I heavily yanked a bag of chocolate in uneven bits before grabbing yet another bowl to use, I could feel Jewels glare on me as I ignored her and walked back to my station. I ripped the bag open with a little resistance from the plastic, but I was still able to open the bag and pour the chocolate inside. I then put the bowl inside of the makeshift oven and stepped away to wipe my forehead with my wrist, I didn’t want my sweat to flicker anywhere so I was very careful with the way I wiped my body fluids.

“… and you’re just a little whore that don’t know your place.” I heard, picking up on the end of Jewels quiet argument with Paula.

Paula is one of the few girls I associate myself with, she’s the average height of five-three with the advantage of towering over me and a couple of other shorter girls around the basement. Paula’s hair is a soft auburn color that she kept tamed in a slick ponytail to the back of the head, but when it was down, it touched her dainty shoulders. What was very unusual was her sparkly green eyes, they always glistened and they were the most vibrant when she was expressing her anger toward someone. Her body was rather curvy for her to be a tanned auburn-head, though her body was well proportioned, she rarely wore tight fitting clothes until she met a guy named Trey. 

Trey, her always-spoken-about boyfriend, would visit her occasionally and takes her out on dates that she love coming back and talking about to everyone who would ask, and the people who don’t ask, she tells them anyway. Paula, also like a few other women that were talking to men, got frequent gifts such as new clothes and shoes, even jewelry sometimes from Trey. He always managed to doll her up like no one else could doll a woman up, he even bought her a new coat that Edith tried to confiscate when she came in wearing it. Luckily, Trey was there to stop the old hag from taking the coat that kept the cold chill at bay whenever they were out and about.

“Ha, you’re the one having another man’s chil-” Paula muttered under her breath.

“Say another word, and I’ll make sure your ass is burning by the time I walk out the door!” Jewels yelled angrily, her fist sat balled at her side as I stared on with shock at the sudden outburst. “Clean your nasty station, Paula , or you’ll be hearing from me alright.”

“Ugh, I hate you.” Paula huffed before turning and doing as she was told.

I knew that Paula hated Jewels, everyone hated Jewels for that matter, and to make it worst, Edith hated Jewels as well. It was always a wonder to me because I knew if I was hated, I would leave right when I had the chance, but that’s where everything is different for Jewels and I, she’s

free

. I turned back to my oven and grabbed out the bowl of melting chocolate so I could stir it, I held to it tightly but made sure that I wouldn’t burn myself as I used a spoon to evenly stir the hunks of chocolate that were slowly melting. 

I was going to make a nice, chocolaty glaze for my chocolate cake and then I would be finished, of course after I make the lemony French macaroons that were going to be delicious. I rarely ever ate my own food, and since I was assigned to desserts, I never had anything to eat other than the leftover, hard nibbles of sugary crumbs after the buffets.

“Listen, everyone, Edith wants to talk to you all.” Jewels drawled, rolling her eyes before turning to look at her mother with a disgusted sneer.

Edith obviously took the look with stride as she turned her nose up and took a step forward to get our attention drawn away from Jewels, who dropped her gaze when she saw that it was ineffective. I held in a snort as I stood with a very tiny, and almost unnoticeable smug look on my face, she was finally seeing that everyone wasn’t afraid of her, even if I was SOMETIMES . Jewels had power of us, and she always made sure we knew it by threatening us with beatings, and they were beatings you’d never forget. However, I was always the obedient type and I hated that I was submissive to others, I always felt outnumbered and alone with the trait of being nice and innocent. 

There were times when I wish I didn’t have my innocence, I didn’t have a clue what sex was or what the outside world seemed to be like. I always found flaws in being innocent, I wasn’t experienced and it was what pushed a lot of guys away in my favor. I had no clue how to handle myself around a population so I always seem shy and unwilling to express myself, and sometimes, I wasn’t willing to tell the world about myself. Some guys did see that a submissive girl was good but I hadn’t ran across one yet, I haven’t really ran across any guy in years but I never lost hope, I just have to get out of this hellhole and live a little.

“A couple of people will be coming in soon, and we’re probably going to have to go into overtime. There will be at least a hundred people present, and I really don’t want to have to deal with anyone misbehaving so I will make a deal. If all goes well, you will have the day to yourself and if it doesn’t, everyone of you will be severely punished and you’ll think twice about making me look like a fool. Also, I’m going to need more food coming out, don’t disappoint me girls, I’ll make you regret it.” With that, Edith handed a slip of paper to Jewels and sashayed back up the stairs as if she was the only reason to live.

“Ugh, I hate this place so much.” Someone said, I looked in that direction to see it was Megan.

Megan was one of the calm girls that rarely threw a fit about anything, she stood a nice five feet with flowing blonde hair that she always kept tied in a ponytail with a shoelace, but now, her boyfriend started to bring her ponytail holders and such. She wears very pretty dresses with an apron owned by Edith, the reason she has the pretty dresses is because of her amazing boyfriend that constantly keeps her entertained with dates and even spends very good time with friends. With her dress, she wears black flats and sprouts a large belly occupied with her and her boyfriend’s youngling. 

Her boyfriend is known very well around

Ms. Edith’s Hostel

because he occasionally visits and have sit-downs with Edith, and sometimes they go good and sometimes they go bad,

very bad

. He used to be a player and run with all the working girls that had red bows, but then he got the chance to meet Megan, who was a new arrival to replace a sold girl. I like to say that her boyfriend got very lucky because no one catches sights of us, not unless we’re specifically asked for and that’s even more rare than someone seeing us because of the long process it takes.

I finished with my French macaroons and filling in a fashionable time before wiping the sweat off my face and taking a deep breath, I hope this is so worth it because I’m going to be very pissed if Edith says we can’t go out and enjoy ourselves, not that I would go anywhere anyway. I started to clean my counters as a serving girl grabbed the platter of lemony French macaroons to set out for the guest that would be arriving soon, my feet were aching and my back was cramping a little as I carefully slipped off my dirtied apron that had dried chocolate, whip cream, and a strawberry stain on it.

“Megan, are you fucking stupid!” I quickly whirled around at the sudden scream to see Jewels staring at Megan with a bewildered look.

Megan stood only a few feet away with one fist balled at her side and another holding onto the counter, I assumed she said something to Jewels that infuriated her but shocked her out of her own anger. The two women were always butting heads like no other, everyday they argued about everything and nothing and it seemed that Jewels always started with her first, I saw it first hand. Perhaps it was the pregnancy hormones causing the two to always have it out for each other. However, Megan was the calmest girl you’ll ever know, if the building was to go up in flames, she’d calmly just avoid the ropes of fire and make a relaxed exit because she’s so calm.

“All you ever do is talk shit about me, Jewels! I hate you! I can’t wait until I can get the hell out of this hellhole, you won’t hear the last of me! I

promise

that!“ Megan vowed, glaring at Jewels as she stood before her.

I looked to see Jewels reaction at Megan’s threat, she was actually more in a relaxed state while cleaning a little dirt from under her French tip designed nails with a bored expression, she then rolled her eyes and released a sign. I knew the only reason she was acting that way was to recover herself, we knew she was scared of Megan because the girl could be a Bulldog while Jewels was a Chihuahua at times. She was always talking the worst about people until they retaliated against her and then she played the victim, but she knew that she was untouchable with a baby inside of her, or so she believed she was .

“Well, I guess we’ll just have to wait to see if you ever make it out of here first, no one wants a ran through whore, and if they do, they’re pathetic… just like your

boyfriend

.“

“Don’t talk about him!” Megan yelped angrily, Kerry took a step forward and nervously grabbed Megan’s arm.

I was also a little terrified, they say stress isn’t good for a baby and Megan was completely stressed, I could tell because her clothes were very disheveled from a hard day of work, including her long hair. Her baby blue dress was a little dismantled as well, it was very beautiful besides the food stains that missed her apron and managed to stain her dress instead, she was incredibly tired and I could tell from her face expression. I leaned against the counter as I felt a growing pain in my side, my time of the month would soon fall in and I’ll have to always report to Edith about my menstrual cycle and keep her up to date so she knows I’m not pregnant, my life sucks . 

Megan seemed to be happy when she first found out she was pregnant, but when she came back down the stairs crying after telling her boyfriend, who’s name is Jeremy, I believe that’s his name , we all worried for her because we all knew that too much stress could lead to bad things for your child. It turns out, Megan and her boyfriend got into a very heated argument about their future together and he said she should just get rid of it and save the trouble, we were enraged by his words but couldn’t could it against him, considering we were stuck down her. 

Then four days later, Megan ignored the pleas for her to not go on a date with him and came back the next morning glowing, meaning they had made up and were in a better spot. I then vowed to myself, amongst a lot of other things, I would never argue with my future husband, I’d rather us forever avoid our problems and just live together in harmony than bring the problem up and make a big deal out of the simplest thought, I wanted to spend more time loving my future husband than hating him.

“Or what? If it was up to me, that man would never see you or that little bitch in your stomach. I hope it’s a boy, because I already know what orphanage I want to send him too.”

“I’ll slit your throat, don’t you ever talk about my baby again!” Megan screamed with angry tears racing down her cheeks, she struggled against Kelly a little before wrenching away from her grasping and turning to stomp off to the bathroom while sobbing. “Choke on your own blood, prostitute!”

“Choke on a dick, whore!” Jewels responded, making me twist my lips in a little of displeasure… can you really choke on that? “You’re all just basement girls, remember your places.”

“You’re a bitch.” Kelly said, glaring at Jewels before turning and following Megan with a couple of others following her, the little group included Paula.

I stayed where I was, I didn’t really know Megan like that but I always heard things about the others through a very nice friend of mine that I loved to death. I watched as Jewels snorted before she turned and headed back up the stairs, possibly to get them in trouble as I rolled my eyes at her eagerness to snitch us out. I was going to stand on the basement girls side, only because I was one myself and that I hated Jewels, but that’s it, not because I felt ashamed or anything of the sort. 

I knew what was wrong with Megan, she was going through her hormones and I wasn’t going to go with them to plan anything, I just want to get some sleep and hopefully have a better day tomorrow, or at least after tomorrow. I yawned as I left my towel folded on my counter and started to retire to bed, I knew it was going to be a long day and a little nap in between wasn’t going to hurt. I walked to my bunk and sat down, frowning at the coldness of my mattress and the stiffness of the wooden rail support underneath my cot, no wonder I’m always having back pains and such, my bed is made of wood and the roughest chicken feathers ever found to mankind. Oh, I just feel the love!

Chapter Two: Alana: Just One Good Friend

Thunder roared above as thick, black clouds shifted roughly through the sky as the rain pitter-pattered against the concrete pathways of a large, Victorian styled mansion that had thunder booming right over it, almost like a scene out of a movie or book. I stared up at the large building as the wind ruffled my hair everywhere and caused it to occasionally blind me for that moment, I quickly reached up with panic rushing through my blood and tried to grab at my headband, but my sparkly umbrella flew out my hand and rolled across the mansion’s gigantic yard.

I stared on in displeasure as the umbrella tumbled against the ground before being swept farther away, I sighed and reached behind me, I pulled the hood to my waist-length rain poncho over my head and slowly crept up the steps of the mansion. Every step I took, a loud crack of thunder would roar through the sky and make me jump in fear because of how loud and close it sounded to me. 

A bright beam of lightening struck a space in the yard and I glanced back as the bright beam disappeared before turning back to the mansion’s door as I reached it. I lifted my hand to use the sleeping bat door knocker when it creepily pulled open, I was given the sight of a dimmed foyer before I decided to slowly walk in, it was dead silent inside and I started to shiver at the temperature drop.

“Welcome…” A creepy voice drawled from an unknown place, making me quickly glance around to see who was present with me. “You have nothing to fear.”

Suddenly, something slammed down in front of me, I stared in horror as the thing started to rise before me, it was at least six feet tall with a lean build and slightly masculine arms and legs, a large black cloak framed the person’s shoulder as they lifted their head. I was able to see their rich black hair that stopped at the nape of their neck in a choppy fashion, he had vibrant red eyes with a aquiline nose, and thin, light pink lips with sharp, sparkly fangs glittering while appearing to extend from his lips rather than his gums. 

I took an alarmed step back as the man grinned wildly, now allowing me to see the length of his fangs as he hungrily licked his tongue over them, I opened my mouth to speak but I was completely speechless as I watched him come forward. I turned to rush out the door but it immediately slammed closed as if it read my thoughts, I screamed as I slammed into the door before turning to look at the man as it stared at me with a devious smirk.

“You don’t have to fear me, young lady, I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt.” I opened my mouth to scream as he walked toward me in long, swift strides.

I squealed as something suddenly grabbed tightly onto my hip, making me jerk out of my nightmare, as well as jerk to a sitting up position to fend off the vampire that was trying to eat me because it now lived outside of my dreams and would haunt me until I was unable to protect myself, it was going to kill me! I opened my eyes and looked at an alarmed woman as she stared at me in shock, her light brown eyes were widened as she stared at me with disbelief while her dark colored full lips were pursed tightly together, she was at least five feet tall with black hair that she’d always style in a ponytail or just allowed to hang a little past her milk chocolate shoulders. 

The woman’s breast were rather small with a pair of very curvy, big hips that men adored whenever she passed by them to run an errand for Edith. Her once nice and confident demeanor was more in a protective stance as she held both of my wrist while staring at me, waiting for me to continue to fight her. I felt myself immediately relax at her presence as she slowly released my wrist before smiling softly at me, with my hands now free, I quickly placed one of my chest before giving her a side smile, making her quickly pull me into a tight hug.

“Sandy.” I whispered as I hugged her back. “I just had the worst nightmare ever.”

“Ha, you’re the one that keeps reading those scary books before bed, I told you to stop .” She said playfully in a sing-song way, making me roll my eyes as I pulled away from her hug. “But you never listen to me, what was it about? Someone stole your cupcakes?” 

Alarm went through me as I quickly got to my knees while looking to see if anyone was near my station, I did have a secret stash of goodies hidden incase times ever got rough or we got in enough trouble that Edith or Jewels would make us fend for ourselves that night. My goodies always were consistent, I always liked to have three cupcakes, a large, coverable platter of varies cookies, and one small pan of untouched brownies and I only shared with the one person I cared about the most, my best friend, Sandy. 

Sandy was like a bigger sister to me, she always protected me if someone tried to hurt my feelings or just pick on me, and she was also the only other person that understood me the most, and not because she was black as well.

“Sit down.” Sandy chuckled, pulling me back so that my buttocks fell against the bunk. “No one took anything, what did you dream about?”

“It was a vampire, it was going to suck my blood.” I whispered, reaching up and touching at my neck, knowing that was the one place all vampires ate from. “He lived in a mansion by himself, I guess.”

“Hm. Well, good thing I woke you up right.” Sandy said. “You would of woke up some of the others, and they would be pissed off.” I smiled at little with a small nod.

“Yeah, I guess so.” I whispered, reaching up and pushing a stand of wild hair out of my face. “How’d your day go?” I asked, wanting to change the subject as Sandy leaned against my bunk.

“It was…

amazing

.“ Sandy said, making me smile lightly at her excitement as she clasped her hands together with a quiet squeal. “I saw some Mr. Louies in black cars heading this way earlier when I was leaving with Ronald… did you get to see any of them?”

The term Mr.Louie is something that Sandy came up with when she had wrongly pronounced a man’s last name, of course I corrected her, and the name stuck for single, rich, intelligent, good-looking men that happened to past by hostel in the hopes of catching one of the women’s eyes and them catching his. 

I hadn’t caught any Mr. Louies that made me want to do anything desirable and maybe part of me just wasn’t ready to find love just yet, I wanted to have everything I needed aligned before I made the decision to find the right one and settle down. I wanted to find one who treated me with all love and respect, not someone who realized that I was completely submissive to them and would do whatever they wanted me to do, even if it meant verbally hurting me or cheating on me.

“No, and how is Roland anyway?” I asked, a small smirk coming over my face as I stared down at my covers because I knew it was coming.

“His name… is…

Ronald

!“ Sandy huffed, crossing her arms over her small chest with a pout, I put my hand over my mouth to hide my snicker. “

Ronald

.“ She repeated.

“Right…Ronald.” I said, giving her a sly smile as she playful glared at me. “What’s been going on with you and Mr. Louie 137 ?” I asked, Sandy rolled her eyes at the label and put her hands on her hips.

“He’s not a Mr. Louie anymore because he’s taken,

and

we’ve been pretty good.“ Sandy said, finally taking a seat on my bed. “I met him at the post office a week ago, remember.” I nodded. “Well, he finally took me out shopping today.”

“Really? That sounded fun, how’d that go? Don’t tell me… did you two?” Well that makes since because Sandy did say he was taken now.

Sandy nodded with a large grin on her face, making me slowly nod my head before my grin widened and I pulled her into a hug to congratulate her, she was now dating someone and I knew in time, if they were still together, he would buy her from Edith. And then, I would be all alone, I’d be the only dark skinned person in the basement and I guess that’s a good thing because no one could compare me to the rest like people compared me to Sandy all the time. 

To know that the two had went shopping, I was a little sad because I didn’t have anyone to go spend time with like I would love to, Sandy had a boyfriend that adored her already and I knew that when I did meet the man of my dreams, Sandy probably wouldn’t be around to see him or have me rant about the man of my dreams twenty-four/seven like she did. I was also happy for Sandy because she always talked so enthusiastically and that proved to me that she did really like Ronald.

“…and when we went shopping, he allowed me to get anything I wanted. Anything . I didn’t want to appear greedy so I just got an outfit that cost fifty dollars in all, plus a lot of other things because he kept picking up stuff.” I tuned back in on Sandy as she started to rant about her day. “He’s so kind to me, he held my hand and when he hugged me,” She leaned in close to me with a large grin on her face, “He squeezed my butt.”

“Oh, go Sandy.” I joked, giving her a smile as she laughed while returning with a sheepish smile, she loved talking about him. “What you get?”

Sandy bounded off my bed and hurried to the bunk beside mine, which belonged to her, and reached into a tall brown bag that was sitting on it, the brown bag had the symbol of a Hawk on the outside of it, telling me they went to one of the most expensive places in town called

Hawkeye View

. 

Sandy reached into the bag and the first thing she pulled out was her dress, it was a solid-black mermaid style gown with a beautiful laced style on the top it, the dress would clutch her upper half and large hips perfectly. Her shoes were next to leave the large brown bag in a cardboard box, she passed me the box to open on my own while she continued to dig inside it for whatever else she had, I lifted the lid of the cardboard box and stared at the suede wedges with an admired expression, they look so nice and comfortable.

“These are nice.” I said, setting the box on my lap and lifting one of the shoes out to look at the height of the wedge.

“I know, they were the most expensive item, not even the dress was thirty dollars.” Sandy said, taking the shoes and passing me the next two items. “And these earrings, he’s taking me on another date tomorrow night, a sit down one at a very fancy place.”

“I’m sure you’ll look stunning.” I said, staring at the beautiful earrings before passing them back.

I dropped my eyes to the ground as I wished I was in Sandy’s position, to be able to go out with her boyfriend and having a good time while not worrying about what was waiting for her when she return, she appeared to even be glowing at the moment. I reached up and pushed a stand of hair out of my face once more before glancing at her as she put her belongings away before turning to look at me, I bit my lip as I waited for her to say something else.

“Hey. You’ll find the one, I know you will.” Sandy said, easily noticing my discomfort and jealousy. “You just have to be patient because when God think it’s time, he’ll fall right into your lap, like Ronald did to me.”

I chuckled at the memory of her telling me how she met Ronald: she said she was mopping the floors after spilling Edith’s tea and breaking the tray in half, Ronald had walked past while talking to a couple of other men about visiting the traveling circus and finding women that would willingly bed them. She said that she was so engrossed in his looks that she forgot to mention that she had mopped the flooring in that path, and right as she was telling them, Ronald had slipped and fell right onto her and the two went crashing to the ground with Sandy pinned under his masculine body. 

She said he was red as a tomato after the incident and was constantly asking if she was okay when Edith had come to see what happened, luckily, she had only left the encounter with a bruise on the leg and a promise of him taking her out in the hopes of making up to her, it as a cute encounter that I adored hearing about. To think that Sandy had met her lover that way was so romantic, unfortunate but romantic none of the less. I was broken out of my thoughts by Sandy pulling me into a side hug and resting her head on my shoulder in an awkward way, considering the fact that she was taller than me. 

I gave her a soft, half-mustered and half-real smile before turning my attention away and burying my hands in my lap in a sheepish way, I was embarrassed and upset at myself for drawing her attention when I knew she should be happy. However, I felt a little better because she had comforted me like the best friend she was, she knew I wanted someone to hold, kiss, to love and talk about all the time, because she was once the same way until she had meet Ronald. I knew that my time would come and God would shine a light on him, but I was just so impatient that I didn’t want to wait for God to do it, I wanted to rush and find him on my own, but I had to just be patient.

“Everything is getting so hard now.” I whispered, reaching up and touching my eyes as I felt a little wetness.

“How, I’m here for you, forever and always… as Ronald likes to say.” Sandy chuckled as she stared off into the distance in a dreamy way.

“Stop daydreaming about Roland.” I whispered, feeling the tension immediately leave the area as Sandy shot me another playful glare.

“I’m gonna cut you.” She said, making me bubble with laughter as she got to her feet with a smile on her face.

“You love me, so you can’t cut me, remember?” I asked, smiling at her as she rolled her eyes but nodded anyway. “Anyway, where is this date going to be?”

“You know the place named

The Violet Place

that opened?“ Sandy asked, looking at me as I quickly nodded, it was the one place she continuously gushed over whenever she came to the basement. “He’s taking me there, I can’t wait, I’m so excited!”

“I bet you are.” I said, correcting my covers over my lap as I fought a small yawn coming on. “How many places did he take you to go shopping today?”

“Mmmmm… seven .” Sandy said, making me look at her with a bewildered expression, he has that much money to spend on her? “I think I bought a couple of things from each store too. I made him keep some of the things because I knew Edith would make me throw them away or she’d try to take them back for the money, like she did with Paige.”

“Yeah, you know she loves money. How rich is he? He spent that much money on you, Sandy?” I asked in shock and she nodded.

“I was shocked too, he said the total overall was about

five hundred dollars

.“ I gasped at the price she announced, you could by two fancy houses and four fancy cars with that much money. “He just kept picking up things for me, he picked up another dress that wasn’t cheap, it was more money than the thirty dollar shoes!”

“That just means he cares.” I said, definitely for someone to spend that much money, Ronald really cares for Sandy.

“I know, and I really love being around him, he’s so funny and sweet. He constantly held doors for me, he held my hand wherever we went and he made me stuff my face to just to make sure I wouldn’t go to bed hungry. I’m so stuffed on desserts and bread.”

“Desserts and bread? Really?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

“Yea, he took me to the new bakery too, they had this delicious cinnamon sugar bread and it came with… cream cheese icing, I think.” Sandy said, getting to her feet and stretching, she then dropped her hands to her flat belly and patted it. “It was so good, I just kept eating and eating until we left, and even then I still was eating.” She laughed, I chuckled and shook my head at my goofy friend.

“Well, I’m happy you enjoyed yourself, and make sure you get real food next time… it won’t be cute if you pass out.” I told Sandy as she climbed in her bed with a stressed nod.

“You can say that again, I thought the same thing when I was walking with him.” She replied, a small smile on her face as she plopped back on her bunk and stared at the top one that was occupied by Sarah, who was snoring in her sleep.

“Tell Roland I said hello in your sleep.” I said, laying back against my pillow as she laughed, I knew she was going to dream about him, she always did.

“

Ronald

!“ She chuckled, glancing over at me before looking back at the bottom side of the top bunk.

“Yeah, yeah.” I dismissed, rolling away from her as I stared into the darkness of the distant kitchen, then a thought came to my head. “Sandy?”

“Yeah?” She asked in a softer, hushed voice.

“Have you two kissed?” I asked, turning to roll on my back.

“Um… a couple of times, he’s given me hicki-”

“No way.” I said in disbelief before I noticed the blemish mark on Sandy’s neck in the light reflecting against the basement glass. “Sandy! You didn’t tell me that!” I yelled in shock before quickly clamping my mouth shut as some of the girls in the basement started to stir from my yell. “You didn’t tell me that.” I repeated in a hushed tone.

“I thought I did,” She confessed, “He wanted to go farther than that but I said no and that I wasn’t ready. Oh, by the way, Ariana, she’s leaving for good tomorrow morning.”

“Yeah? “I asked, glancing over at her before looking at the bottom of my top bunk, I allowed my eyes to trace the cracks in the wood planks. “Who bought her, I thought she didn’t know anyone, she always stayed inside with me and the others.”

“I did too but then he came to buy her today, he was cute and I think he was mixed with something, black and white… black and Asian… something . But, he had really long braids and a small beard, he was very cute and I was a little surprised because Ariana never really talks to anyone, I figured she was by herself in this sad, cruel world. But, he’s pretty cute. I wonder how they meet, to think she had someone so cute is beyond me.” I glanced over at Sandy as she closed her eyes with a sigh. “But of course, he’s not cute as Ronald, Ronald’s my baby.” Sandy confessed.

“Of course he’s your baby, how much did Edith ask for?” I asked, closing my eyes before opening them again.

“Eight hundred.” Sandy answered, making me roll my eyes at the high price. “She said Ariana was a special one to her, I don’t know why she was a special one, I guess because she’s always cleaning Edith’s office for her.” Sandy shrugged. “Her debt was mostly paid already, she only had four hundred left to pay herself, but I also heard that Ariana was pregnant and that’s why he was buying her so suddenly, I’m not sure but… it could be true.”

“That’s nice for Ariana, I didn’t know she talked to anyone, nor pregnant .” I whispered.

“Me either, but

hey

…at least she’s getting out of this hellhole.“ Sandy whispered back, I heard the person on the bunk above me shift around a little.

“I agree to that.” I whispered back. “I wouldn’t tell anyone either, that just makes people gun for them even harder.”

“Very true, that’s why you and Edith are the only one that know about Ronald, I won’t tell Jewels because the whore will try to talk to him next.”

“She most definitely would, even when she’s married. No one needs to know about Roland if he’s spending at that money on you, anyway, they’ll only want to have him even more.”

“

Ronald

…“Sandy whispered, making me smile as I continued to stare at the bottom of the top bunk.

“Right….” I drawled before closing my eyes and rolling on my side while tightening my hold on the covers once more, wishing I had someone else’s body warmth to cuddle me close.

“Alana… I’m scared.” Sandy suddenly said, making me pull my eyes open to look at her.

She was now sitting up with her brown shopping bag on the ground by her bunk, her big brown eyes look like she was close to tears as she reached up and pushed a piece of her long hair out of her face, she had it pushed back by a headband today but it seemed she must of lost it.

“Why?” I asked in a hushed tone, not wanting to wake anyone.

“What if I give him what he wants and he doesn’t like me anymore?” Sandy asked, making me give her a small smile.

“He wouldn’t do that to you.” I told her truthfully, even without knowing Ronald like Sandy knew him, I still knew that he wouldn’t hurt her. “He loves you, and even if you don’t want to admit it, you love him.”

“I do love him, but if someone better comes along, and he go-”

“Stop doing the

what if

and

but

thing like you always tell me, go to bed. You have a date tomorrow and I don’t want you showing up with bags under your eyes, that won’t be cute.“ I whispered, cutting her off as she started to make up things, Ronald wouldn’t hurt her, he wasn’t that type of guy. “You have a good guy right now Sandy, don’t let your insecurities push him away.”

“You’re right.” Sandy whispered, I heard her moving as she laid back down to get some rest.

I chuckled. “I know I’m right, now dream about Roland.”

“Ronald.” She corrected me, making me smile as I rolled my eyes before closing them to get rest as well.

“Ronald.” I said correctly, even though I loved her reaction whenever I said it wrong. “Good night, Sandy.”

“Goodnight, Alana, dream about your Vampire boyfriend or whatever.”

“I don’t have a vampire boyfriend, crazy.” I whispered, feeling myself slowly fall back into my dream state.

“Whatever you say, big head.” She whispered back as I fought my sleep so I could respond.

“You just dream about you and Ronald on your date with him giving you hickeys and you two making out.” I said before allowing sleep to overtake me so Sandy couldn’t reply back in time.

Chapter Three: Alana: Just A Long Day

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself as I stood in the middle of my station with a damp towel in my hand, everyone was on the move and because of the large orders constantly coming in, some of the serving girls had to come to the basement and help prepare dinner. I was growing very claustrophobic as the minutes passed because of the large amount of people crowding in the basement, hoping to leave with happy customers so we could eat the available scraps tonight. 

It was mostly quiet from everyone’s concentration, there would be an occasionally sizzle warning from the cooking beef wellingtons that a serving girl constantly burnt on accident, and more than ten have came back to the basement with a pissed Edith and Jewels in toe because of the complaints we were constantly receiving. Luckily for me, nothing was coming back but that meant nothing because if one had to suffer, we all had to suffer. 

That included us eating or spending a day outside, she had the power to give us neither and I was scared she was going to punish us with not being able to eat the leftover scraps of food and Sandy wouldn’t be able to go on her date with Ronald tonight. I finally opened my eyes as I was bumped aside by a serving girl named Anna, she was slightly taller than me at five-two and she had her hair styled in two pigtails to make her seem innocent, which wasn’t true at all. 

Her hair normally reached past her entire shoulder and toward her lower back when it was straight, she had pale skin with thin pink lips that she always wore red lipstick on, her eyes were a pale green and she seemed to never smile so I rarely saw if she had pretty teeth or not. Anna’s outfit consisted of a ruffled, white skintight blouse that emphasized her small breast and showed the swell of them, a very tight black corset that secured itself in the front, and a pair of black fishnet stockings that were thigh high, and pinned in her hair was a red bow secured to both of her ponytails to support her status of a serving girl. 

I cut my eyes at Anna with displeasure as she analysis my iced milk chocolate cake with white icing dots on top for decoration, I backed away from her as she carefully lifted my cake up and carried it off, being careful to not drop it because I knew she’d get in a lot of trouble if that was to happen, I even was nice enough to secure it in place with chocolate icing so it wouldn’t slid off it’s designated tray. The complaints were nonstop, from people complaining about bland mac and cheese to burnt beef wellingtons and even mushy green beans, I knew we would need a miracle to eat dinner tonight and that’s why I was so ready to just head to bed while eating a brownie to keep me from starving tonight. 

Edith always kept the food buffet style, no matter what occasion, and I was always careful to make triple the amount of desserts because it was what everyone liked, sweet foods were the best thing of all time. I was very thankful no one complained about my desserts because that means Edith would be on my ass next and I really didn’t want to hear what she had to say, I was far to exhausted from her suddenly waking us all up about making a large breakfast for a person’s birthday, something that was very common around town and she always made a large sum of money by hosting the parties and such, even though we never got to actually get any of the money for our laboring.

Sometimes we were lucky, we would get a hand-to-hand tip from someone and get to keep our money for a day out, we would be able to get something to eat or even by a new set of shoes that were comfortable to wear, but I found my heels very comfortable. I looked up as Edith descended down the stairs, she walked slow and carefully as Jewels trialed right behind her in a hot pink dress that could blind someone if the sun reflected it, the dress had a folded off the shoulders neckline that showed her pale white shoulders and it fell very low enough to only give occasional glimpses of her bright pink pumps while showing the extension of her large belly, the top of the dress was skintight while the bottom of the skirt was gown-similar. 

Jewels walked with her head held high and a plate in her hand, her hair was done in curls that fell to her shoulders with a large pink hairpin pushing a strand of thick side-swept hair out of her face. Edith only wore a black dress, it had sleeves that stopped at the elbow and a button-up top that looked very expensive but I was sure that she got it for a cheap price, the skirt of the dress fell past her feet and I knew she wasn’t wearing heels because she didn’t like them, but she always expected us to wear a pair of heels, no matter the case. 

To finish her attire, she wore a very shiny piece of jewelry on her neck that glimmered in the basement light, I wasn’t sure if the jewels were real or not but it was very beautiful. I grabbed the sealed bag of chocolate waiting on my counter as Edith snatched the plate holding a burnt wellington and frozen green beans that were stuck together in a large mash from Jewels and threw it to the ground with all her might as her face turned red with anger. 

She stared at each and everyone one of us with anger as she balled her fist and waited for us to say something, but we were actually waiting on her to say something, I felt a bad feeling pit inside my gut and I already knew that we had pushed her to the limit, there would be no dinner tonight.

“You stupid bitches are not eating, none of you!” She snapped, she walked around the mess and toward the meat station to look at the large platter of burnt beef wellingtons that were stacked up. “You little slut, are you stupid? How the hell can you not cook, you slutty cunt!”

I was really pissed that she was acting this way, while she had the right to do so because she owned us, it was still wrong for her to punish us by not letting us eat, some people weren’t as lucky as me and had nothing to eat after the scraps were thrown away because they didn’t think of hiding food, but I did. I watched as Jewels joined Edith’s side quietly, not wanting to suffer the rage of her Mother’s wrath, as Edith grabbed the serving girl with the tongs in hand by one of her ponytails. 

The girl squealed as Edith drug her toward the basement stairs for punishment, I watched on as the girl stumbled up the stairs with tears in her eyes, barely avoiding another serving girl that was coming to grab something from the basement. I’ve heard many things about the way the serving girls are punished, they are either whipped very badly or worse, taken advantage of by willing single and married men that happen to be staying in a hotel room of the hostel. 

The sad truth is that serving girls don’t have anyone to protect them because men don’t come for women that have been repeatedly used and thrown aside like trash, they come for the girls that are completely new to it all and I was scared for the serving girls myself, they didn’t deserve the treatment that they got. However, I was always scared to speak my mind because I knew I’d get punished as well and I hated being whipped, I had only been beaten once and it was terrible, I could just imagine the serving girl Edith had took upstairs because they’re always suffering from Edith’s anger.

“Alana,” I looked at Jewels as she called out to me, “ Sauté some carrots and onions for Edith.“ I nodded as a response.

Part of me wanted to ignore her order but part of me also wanted to just get it over with so I could lay down, I had been on my feet the entire day and I really wanted a break, I was hoping this would be the last thing left to do and then I could lay down for a quick nap. I walked to the table in the middle and grabbed the two ingredients, including oil and some seasoning before walking to my station to cut them up, I grabbed my cutting board and laid it flat before peeling my onion and laying it on the cutting board next, I sliced to the two ends up and managed to slice the onions before moving onto the clear, plastic bag of carrots. 

I dumped them out before grabbing the first one and using my knife to slice it, I worked skillfully and kept my mind from wondering, I glanced up as I heard a loud scream and felt blood rush from my face with panic, I knew what was happening because right after the scream came loads of manly laughter. I blinked a couple of times and looked back down at the task at hand while trying to block out the screams, I knew everyone had left because she would of shushed the serving girl already, from how loud it was, I could tell she was in the lobby. 

I moved to the second carrot, cutting in into slices as everyone moved to clean up their stations. I looked up to see if Sandy was on her way down and if Jewels were still in the basement when a searing pain caught my attention, causing me to look down at the blood spilling out of my pointer finger, I dropped the knife with a squeal as everyone turned to look at me, including Jewels.

“Well, fuck, Alana.” Jewels huffed, as I quickly grabbed my dish towel and held it to the wound. “You’re really stupid, you little whore.”

I shielded my face away from her as I applied pressure with the towel to slow the bleeding, I looked at the bloody carrots and then at Jewels with a glare as she bad-mouthed me, I was used to it but some things still hurt considering I was still a virgin and wasn’t sold for money just yet,

unlike her

. I removed the towel to examine the wound to see it wasn’t incredibly deep as I suspected but it would be a slow, painful heal, I tossed the towel into the small, leaky sink in my station and walked to it to clean off the cut carrots, I washed them off and sat them in a bowl with the cut onions before using the same towel to clean all the blood up, I then threw the towel toward the pile on the floor. 

I poured a little oil in a pan and placed it on the top of my oven so the oil would heat up, I sighed as I looked at the cut once more, I had no bandage to cover it so I was going to just let it heal by air. I was ready for Sandy to come bounding down the stairs in excitement about her date, if she was still allowed to go, I folded my arms over my chest and watched as the girls started to retire to bed, I wish I could go to bed but I was stuck sautéing vegetables for Edith because Jewels knew that it would help Edith sleep and she could snoop all she want. 

I looked up as I heard someone’s feet against the stairs, I felt a wave of delight wash over me as Sandy came down with a grim expression, I knew she heard what was happening to the serving girl. Sandy looked around before she made eye contact with me and I gave her a slight wave, she quickly rushed to me, people moving out of her way as she made her way to me. I looked at her in confusion as she took a deep breath and showed me a finger, telling me to wait until she caught her breath, I rose any eyebrow and fought a smile as she pretended to be out of breath, knowing I was impatient.

“Sandy…” I huffed, she smiled and leaned against the counter. “What’s going on?”

“I was just in the lobby and I was putting the last of the files away for Edith when Ronald showed up. Ronald grabbed my butt in front of all of them and Edith came downstairs, I think she saw that he had grabbed my butt and told him that I couldn’t go anywhere with him from now on, right?” I nodded, feeling completely confused about why Edith didn’t want Ronald around Sandy. “Ronald told her that he would snap her neck if she touched me, and Edith got so scared! Ronald left right now but he said he’ll be back very soon so I have to hurry up and get ready, and I need your help because I’m already freaking out! I don’t have a clue what to wear and I think tonight is going to be the night so I want to look good and smell good.” Sandy grabbed my wrist and started to pull me until I recoiled my wrist away from her.

“I can’t, I’m cooking for Edith, again .” I rolled my eyes as I told her, I then dropped the vegetables into the hot oil.

“Well, fine. Then I’m going to get ready over here, what do you think I should wear?” She asked, hurrying away while also waiting for an answer. 

I turned back to the pan and stirred to slowly softening onions and carrots while waiting for Sandy to return to my station so I could see what she had picked out for her date tonight. I knew she’d look very good in that black dress she had showed me yesterday, I really liked it and I was sure she’d look fantastic in it, I turned as Sandy started to make her way back to me with her

Hawkeye View

bag in hand. 

I turned and walked to the bag to pull out the dress that she had showed me, I reached inside and pulled it out carefully before passing it to her, she held it up to herself and gave a nod before rushing to the bathroom to change, I smiled as I watched her go before turning back to the sautéing food in the pan I was using. I grabbed some seasoning and sprinkled a decent amount onto it before stirring the two mixed vegetables a little, I occasionally glanced around as I waited for Sandy to return from the bathrooms, I glanced at my finger as it started to throb and give me discomfort. 

I frowned at it before dropping my finger to my side once more so I could focus on getting Edith’s dinner finished and Sandy dressed for the fun night she was going to have, however, I was a little curious and wanted to know what happened upstairs with the serving girl. I pushed the thoughts aside as I spooned the vegetables back into the bowl I had them in before, I sat the bowl down on the counter because I knew Edith was going to have a serving girl come and retrieve it for her very soon. 

I slid the hot pan off the oven top and carefully sat it aside so I wouldn’t burn myself with it, I turned as Sandy exited the bathroom in the dress, it was very beautiful on her and gripped her body just like I had suspected, her hips looked humongous and her waist looked very tiny in the dress, her heels clicked with each step as she walked toward me with her hair pinned in a pretty bun.

“How do I look?” Sandy asked nervously, taking a deep breath. 

“Perfect, you put spray on?” I asked, she nodded. 

“Okay, remember, you both need to want to go farther before you do it. If you say no Sandy, I know he’ll understand.”

“I hope so.” Sandy whispered as I grabbed a dry towel to wet.

“Are you ready?” I asked, wetting the towel and starting to wipe down the counter as she nodded and did a spin.

All eyes were drawn to her as she carefully turned while letting me get a full view of her, her steps were careful and sensual as she turned with a small swing in her hips, I knew she was scared but after Ronald calm her down, she’ll forget all her worries and have an amazing time with him after their date at the fancy restaurant she so desperately wanted to go to. I would be alone for the time because Sandy would be gone all night but she’d be back in the morning to tell me all about her date, from them making out to her waking up this morning while glowing and smiling brightly. I smiled at Sandy as she stopped to look at me with worry filling her eyes, it pained me to see her so worried because I knew Ronald would be upset if she was, he’d think she didn’t trust his judgement.

“Sandy, fix your face, honey.” I huffed gently, walking up and grabbing her cheeks with a small smile while pushing hers to make it seem like she was smiling also. “If you look like that,

Roland

might think you don’t want to go with him.“

“ Ronald , and I do, I’m just nervous.“ Sandy whispered.

“About what? Those hickeys I hope, because last time I checked, you were having hickeys on you and everyone c-”

“I don’t care about those, I’m worried I won’t satisfy him… I don’t know how to make a guy feel good.” She whispered in embarrassment.

“Finally, you’ve joined the club.” I chuckled, pushing a strand of hair out my face, I didn’t know anything about men. “You’re better than me, at least you’ve kissed one before.”

“I don’t know…”

“Listen, Sandy. You’re going to go out with Ronald, show him a good time and then you’re going to go somewhere private and have the night of your life, I’m sure of it. I’ve never done it but I always hear people saying how great it is.” I told her, I noticed her shoulders relax a little.

“You’re right, we’re going to go have an am-” Sandy started.

“Eww, what are you wearing?” Someone spoke, causing Sandy and I turned to see who had invaded our conversation.

Truth stood with her arms crossed over her chest and her legs shoulder-length apart, she stood in the same uniform as me but hers fit perfectly on her tall, lanky frame that the outfits were usually made for, her wide shoulders was emphasized as well as her breast as she stood with accusing eyes. She stood a good five-four without heels, her eyes were a vibrant green with rather thick eyebrows hanging over them, her lips were thin and dark pink from her leftover lipstick stain, she had rich auburn hair that she had styled in a ponytail, her nose was roman-shaped with a very small mole growing just below her lip. 

Her cheeks and jawline was dashed in dark blemishing freckles, her body was rather unappealing because she didn’t have much that stood out, her breast were very small with a incredibly flat stomach and almost no hips as she stood with her nose turned up to us. She had removed her white bow from her hair and had pulled half of her ponytail lose until she walked this way to listen in on our conversation. Her face was contoured into a disgusted expression as she stared Sandy up and down, she was jealous and I could easily see it as Sandy turned to address Truth while glaring at her. 

Truth was known as the troublemaker and because of her behavior, no one really liked her but they talked to her all the time before going to someone and spreading the words Truth has said about them, usually sparking an altercation, or even a fight that got very brutal. Truth was a want-to-be, she wanted to be in our place and to be as happy as Sandy was, and the jealousy obviously ate her up inside. 

For her to come and pick with Sandy made me livid because Sandy hadn’t started anything with her, even though the two constantly went back and forth. Including the fact that Truth was very racist at times, she hated all except the ones the same color as her, including Asians and Chinese people that had managed to come onto our land, she hated almost everyone and acted as if she was third in line for order when Edith or Jewels weren’t around, and it disgusted me.

“Truth, go away.” I spoke, giving her a disgusted look as she crossed her arms over her chest with a smirk.

“Make me.” She said childishly, making me roll my eyes and when I didn’t say anything else, she turned to Sandy. “I heard you’re going on a “date” with Ronald Ridget, is it true? Because if it is, I’m going to be very upset with you,

Ape

.“ Truth mocked.

“I sure the fuck am, bitch .” Sandy replied, I grabbed her wrist to grab her attention as Truth balled her fist at her side.

“Don’t worry about her, Sandy, that whore isn’t going to do anything.” I reminded her, knowing Truth was all talk but no action. “You have to finish getting ready.”

Sandy turned back to Truth despite my plea. “You’re just mad because Ronald doesn’t want your cheating ass, you fucked his friend and now you’re stuck as a serving slut. How pathetic, obviously you weren’t that good anyway because he completely changed what race he wanted.”

I felt tension cloud the kitchen as Truth and Sandy stared at one another, Sandy’s comeback was rather true and strong but I still hated how she flaunted about Ronald no longer dating Truth, it wasn’t a secret that the two used to date one another because on the week of Sandy and Ronald’s encounter, he and Truth were fighting terribly. You’d always hear them arguing in the lobby, however, I like to say Ronald got lucky that he had met Sandy and had dumped Truth that morning because the two hated each others guts and that would spark an all-out war.

“If it wasn’t for your man-stealing ass, he’d still be mine.” Truth admitted, her eyebrows flaring in anger. “We were engaged, don’t you remember? You broke up a happy co-”

“Ronald was never happy!” Sandy screamed angrily, balling her fist at her side as everyone turned to watch the altercation and it made me feel a little uncomfortable. “You lied and said you were pregnant, he never wanted to be with your slutty ass! He never liked you!”

“You would know, wouldn’t you, you little cunt! You’ve been hopping on his dick all week, huh?” Truth yelled, making Sandy take a dangerous step toward her.

“I haven’t before but I’m going to tonight and while I’m sitting on top of him, then I’ll bring up how you’ve been a bitch to me all week long. Then I’m going to gladly come back and tell you everything he tells me to tell you, from him ripping your head off with his bare hands to how he’s going to bury your body, you cum-bucket .” I never heard that word before so I had assumed Sandy got it from an outside source… as well as … that escalated quickly.

Silence fell over Truth for the moment as fear flashed in her eyes. “I’m not scared of you.”

“No, but you’re scared of him.” Sandy said, squinting her eyes at Truth as she looked down at the woman with her nose turned to the ceiling, her face filled with disgust. “You bogus bitch. You’re going to act all bold but you forgot who’s my man. I can’t wait until he buys me so I can gladly crush you like a cockroach without getting in trouble for it, and if I don’t get to-”

“I’ll do it.” I vowed, stepping forward beside my friend and I was able to catch Sandy’s glimpse out the corner of my eye. “I’ll whoop your ass by the time I leave, you slutty ass cunt .” I’m getting better at this cussing thing!

I was completely amazed by Sandy’s completely different demeanor, it was very new and I could tell Ronald and her were going to be just fine together, Sandy now walked with dripping confidence and I could only wish I had my own confidence at times. The reason she had that much confidence was from the way Ronald constantly dotted on her with love and care, I wanted a man to make me feel the same way Ronald seemed to make Sandy feel, I wanted to feel confident and loved by a real man. I wanted a man that wasn’t scared to show me love, if I wanted him to hug on me, he would do it. If I wanted a kiss in front of someone else, he would give me one. I wasn’t asking for him to be rich or handsome, I was only asking that he was a good guy that loved me for me and didn’t hold my differences against me.

“Ronald would never-”

“ Truth , I advise you to walk away before you only make it worse on yourself.“ Sandy said, now crossing her arms over her chest as I felt a smirk fall on my lips as well.

I was amused at the way Truth was acting now, she always tried to stand up to us and make Sandy and I feel different because we were but now, to see her so fragile and close to tears, I loved it. I wasn’t scared of Truth but I was totally oblivious of her either, I always watched my back around her because I never knew if the girl was going to try and hurt me or not. She hated our guts for reasons unknown, at least she didn’t really have a reason to hate me other than the fact that I was black and she was white, and I was completely okay with her opinion because she wasn’t the first white person to give me nasty looks and call me mean words, she must join the line with Edith, Jewels, and some of the girls. 

While I did get angry with her sometimes, I never saw a reason for violence, we could sit across from one another and say meaningless things for ages but until she moved to put her hands on me, she wasn’t a threat. Sandy, on the other hand, always felt the need to fight with Truth physically, the two had gotten into it twice in the past month already and I was scared that if Sandy did happen to get alone with Truth, the two wouldn’t stop until one of them was spilling blood, a tragic but true thought. Truth, thankfully, grabbed the bowl of sautéed vegetables and quickly stomped off and it seemed like the tension immediately went with her as I turned to look at Sandy and she turned to look at me with a large grin on her face.

“Well, you feel better?” I asked unsurely, grabbing her shoulder gently.

“Definitely, but I do have one worry… do you think I’m fertile enough to get pregnant first time?” Sandy asked, reaching up and cupping her breast through her dress.

It amused me the way people associated pregnancy with the size of a woman’s bosoms, I rolled my eyes and pulled her hands from her breast as she gave me a nervous expression… and she’s back to her old self once more. I chuckled at her while shaking my head and looking at her with a raised eyebrow, she gave me a simple pout and I only chuckled even more as I turned to clean the last of my station.

“But serious…” She whispered. “Do you think I can get pregnant?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know, Sandy. I see it as always a miracle at the right time, a fifty-fifty chance even. Either you will or you won’t, you just have to enjoy it overall and worry about that later, even though I’m sure it wouldn’t be a problem to you.” I smiled, tossing the second towel into the pile of laundry before walking away from my station, no longer hungry, just tired.

“No, I wouldn’t see it as a problem… you’re going to be the one with the hundreds of babies though.” Sandy said, making me gently shrug her as I laughed.

My breast were rather larger than normal but I didn’t care because I wanted a lot of children to care and teach as I grew older and learned more about the world myself. Life was too short to worry too much into the future but there were times when I worried that I might not end with what I planned, one fear was that I’d never leave the hostel. I stopped at my bunk as Sandy sighed and stopped before me, I was going to hit the hay and pray for a better day and the hopes of finally meeting the right one for me tomorrow, part of me still wanted to ask about the serving girl but I knew Sandy had her mind elsewhere and didn’t need to worry about that stuff. 

I smiled at her and gave her a casual glance over, she looked amazing in the laced black dress and her earrings dazzled in the basement light as some of the girls watched her walk by, quietly whispering how great she looked while a few of the others only watched out with sour expressions of jealousy. I held my arms out and laughed as Sandy quickly pulled me into a tight hug, I knew she was only going to be gone for the night but I had grown so used to her being her with me before bed that I knew I’d be missing her until morning, and I wasn’t sure what time she’d be back in the morning.

“I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” I whispered. “Be careful, okay. And remember, don’t let your insecurities hold you back, Sandy. You have a good one, don’t lose him, okay?”

“I know, I know. I smell good, right?” Sandy asked, making me move in closer and take a whiff of her.

“Yes, you smell just fine!” I smiled encouragingly. “Have a good time, Sandy, and try to stay away as long as possible. I’m sure we’ll just be cooking tomorrow anyway.” I said with a playful eyeroll because I loved cooking.

“

SANDY

!

TIME TO GO

!“ Edith yelled, making me cut my eyes to the direction of the basement stairs before turning to smile back at Sandy.

“It’s time, go have fun, girly.” I whispered, hugging her before stepping back as she took a deep, heavy breath before turning and walking up the steps to the basement.

I climbed in my bed and immediately felt my body collapse against the mattress, the feeling of the tension in my muscles release was amazing and I also dosed off if it wasn’t for the sudden breeze that caused me to shiver and desperately reach for my covers, I was ready to go to sleep with my entire outfit on. Today had been one of the most stressful days out of the entire week, and there were still three more days before the week was over, and Sundays were the busiest days of them all so this was nothing compared to when that day happened to come upon me in 72 more hours. I closed my eyes as I rolled up into a ball to sleep, it was the one position I always fell asleep in no matter the case, I guess when there is no warmth on very cold nights, I use my own body to get it.

I looked up as I felt something slid against my leg, I flinched and looked down to see something coiling itself around my calf, I gasped and felt chilling, ice water fill my mouth immediately as I flared my arms in shock. I was deep inside an ocean of cold water as the strand of seaweed turned itself on my leg, I reached down and ripped at the leaf until my leg was released and I quickly rushed for the surface, feeling the cold water filling my lungs while I tried to breath. I closed my eyes near the surface and suddenly felt my body collapse like a box of rocks, I opened my eyes once more as I saw I was falling into a pit of darkness with a bright white hole at the center. 

I felt my eyes widen without me controlling them before I put my hands out to embrace the impact of me smacking into the white center and everything momentarily went black, I felt something softly prickling and rubbing my skin as I heard the gentle flapping of small wings in the air. I opened my eyes and stared at the pure, white butterfly that had landed on a flower beside my head and I stared at it in awe as it flapped it wings slightly before rising into the sky once more, and another one passed as I stared at the white dandelions that the butterflies were resting on. 

Feeling a little more conscious of my body, I slowly sat up and reached into my hair to grab the pieces of twigs that were stabbing me and scratching at my scalp, I frowned as I tossed them aside before slowly and unsurely rising to my feet. I felt heavy as I stood in a pair of tall, black platform pumps that had a small black bow on top of the toe and an ankle strap to keep it secured in the right place. However, the thing really weight me down was the beautiful, silvery white dress I wore secured to my frame beautifully. 

The dress was trumpet shaped and it was taut to my body until it reached my thighs, my hips felt larger than normal and I felt as if I was carrying a sack of potatoes on my shoulders from how heavy the dress was, but it was so beautiful that I didn’t care. The dress had a hug-shoulder neckline that showed part of my shoulders, and I easily noticed the small blemish that had formed, causing shock to course its through me… someone gave me a hickey! 

I reached up and gently touched the tender spot, meaning it was new and not something I had for the moment, it felt so real and an actual sore spot. Other than the hickey, something I would of took in honor if I knew who it was by, I felt very beautiful and loved because of how fantastic I felt. Suddenly, the sky grew dark and I looked up in confusion as sadness started to descend over me, making me grow a little skittish about my surroundings as I looked around in fear of the sudden atmosphere change. 

I looked up to the sky once more and squinted as I saw something glimmer in the sky, I frowned as I wanted to wake myself up but couldn’t while the thing got closer and closer. I gasped as I saw that it was a sharp blade and it was heading straight for me, I backed away but it seemed to follow me as it got nearer and nearer. Suddenly, the blade landed right through my heart with enough force to secured me to the ground as blood cascaded around the wound and down the beautiful, silvery white dress, staining it red.

I flinched awake with a heavy gasp and pulled myself up to a sitting position while quickly grabbing onto my chest for the wound, I took a deep breath and willed myself to calm down as I looked to Sandy’s bunk to find it empty, a little panic rush through me until I remembered she was with Ronald. I reached up and pushed a strand of ruthless hair out of my face before catching a reminder of what happened earlier, a small but noticeable slit ran across the pad of my finger, I sighed as I felt a small smile come over my face. I was still incredibly tired as I laid back down and closed my eyes to go back to sleep, I only hope that I don’t go back into the dream where I have a blade lodged into my heart and having me secured to the ground.

   

  

   

I forced back a bored sigh as I looked at the sticky dough as it set in the bowl before me, I was ready to just head back to bed but sadly for me, I had a full day of work cut out for me because today was now making it two days closer to the weekend and the entire town seems to always show up on the weekend. It was an early start and I still felt very behind, I had managed to wake up before everyone else and had two cakes in the oven, but even now, with everyone up and on the move, I felt behind. I turned the bowl over so the dough could fall out, I then grabbed the only handle-less rolling pin that was assigned to me and started to flatten the dough while occasionally throwing flour on it to help with it sticking to the surface of the poling pin and the counter. 

I yawned tiredly as I looked at the bag of apples that needed to be sliced, five bags of chocolate chunks were resting on my counter for the endless crafts of chocolate cake, and not to mention the disgusting lemon cakes that Edith wanted to be on the buffet table today. I was feeling very sick to the stomach today, which only made it worse for me to quickly move around, and I constantly got the urge to touch the tender spot on my shoulder from the hickey I had in my dream. I felt like today was going to go very wrong but that was only feelings and sometimes, I felt it wrong to trust my gut feelings so I usually ignored them. 

Sandy still wasn’t back yet, so I wasn’t able to express my concerns with her at the moment, I turned to the bag of apples and unwrapped the string holding the mesh bag closed before walking to the sink to clean them off. I rinsed each one before setting them aside while casually glancing around the basement with boredom, the meat station was slightly buzzing as many meat concoctions for Shepard’s pie was being cooked. I had the first batch of apple tarts done and was waiting for the pies to get done so they would all go at the same time, while it wasn’t breakfast. 

We knew that people would still eat them because they ate anything for breakfast, even leftover beef wellingtons. I felt happiness ascend onto me as Sandy came down the steps, I could tell from the distance that she was glowing as I waited for her to come to me, a large smile framed her lips as she walked slowly but with ease at the same time. I gave her a gentle wave as she returned it before going to change into some more appropriate clothes for work, Sandy’s job was to keep Edith up to date on files, she constantly watched the money flow, food flow, and even the customer flow while making sure everything was falling right in line and Edith wasn’t losing any profits.

“Good morning.” I said as Sandy leaned against a counter in my station with a large, satisfied smile on her face.

“Morning.” She said in a happy squeal. “What you making?”

“Apple Tarts.” I whispered, sighing as I grabbed an apple and stated to peel the skin off it. “How’d last night go?”

“It was so amazing, I didn’t know sex could feel so good!” Sandy said, making me shake my head at her excitement, as I reached up to touch the spot on my shoulder once more.

I wasn’t sure if sex was good or not because I was still a virgin, a way I had planned to remain until I had met the man of my dreams, then I would willingly pass him my virginity as a token into the rest of my life and world.

“He held me the whole time and was telling me everything was going to be okay, and we just kept going and going… and going . I don’t really remember anything afterward, I just know I didn’t want to leave his side this morning, but I had to because he had to checkout the hotel and head back to his home state.” Sandy said sadly, rubbing a hand over her shoulder, making me finally notice all the love bites.

“Oh, I thought he lived here.” I said, and I truly did. “Where does he stay? And, you have so many hickeys on your neck.” I chuckled, moving closer to examine some of them.

Sandy sheepishly put her hand over some of them and giggled. “Kentucky, and that’s not so far away from here, ya know.” She immediately caught my attention. 

“He said it’s amazing where he lives, he has an empty mansion that he hopes to fill with kids some day, and to truly be happy after retirement. He said he lives the dangerous life. I don’t know what he meant by dangerous but he was so genuine about starting over with a real future, and he kept saying a future with me. How can I pass something like that up, he’s just so kind and sweet, and he said it rarely rains in Kentucky where he lives…” Sandy started ranting and it made me smile at her behavior.

The way Sandy spoke made me feel that she was actually considering the thought of leaving with Ronald wasn’t a bad thing, and while I agreed, I still believed that I needed her here with me. However, I was being very selfish and keeping her from having a good life by staying with me and forcing us both to suffer by being buried under the surface, and it wasn’t fair for her. I also figured that Sandy wouldn’t stay anyway, not that I wanted her to, because she was really in love with Ronald and I sure wasn’t going to get in the way of them, but I didn’t know about Truth. I smiled as I leaned against the counter while continuing to cut the skin off the apples, I had one apple completely skinned and was working on a second one while listening to Sandy rant about how perfect last night was.

“I’ll be right back.” Sandy said and I nodded, turning to grab another apple as I sat my peeled one aside.

I waited patiently as Sandy finally returned, she had added a new edition to her outfit, which was the one from last night with the dress still tightly gripping her body. I looked at the scarf circling Sandy’s neck, it was a black knitted scarf that looked comfortable and could be used for style and for warmth, she seemed to relax a little more with the scarf on as I gave her a smile, showing her that she was safe to speak her mind as she glanced around the basement with uncertainty.

“I really hate Truth, you know that right.” Sandy suddenly said, making me cut my eyes to her with confusion. “I woke up in the middle of the night and heard her talking to him, I told her to stay away from him or I’d gouge her eyeballs out with a spoon. The cunt didn’t listen to me, she was talking about how she might be pregnant and said they had sex two weeks ago… two fucking weeks ago!”

“Sandy… calm down.” I whispered, setting my knife and apple down as I walked closer to her, she looked on the verge of tears as she balled her fist in anger. “She’s just jealous.”

“She can be jealous all she want, but why does she have to try and take what I finally have. I’m finally happy and it seems like everyone wants to take it away, even Jenny was flirting with him while she was checking him out, it’s not fair. They just won’t leave him alone now, they’re all just whores that want to be in your position, remember that Alana, they’re never your friends.” Sandy sniffed, reaching up to wipe a tear out her eye.

I frowned. “I already know that, they just use you for ambition and I always warned you about that Sandy. And now that you do know that, take that with stride, they want what they can’t have and that’s what makes them envy you.” I whispered, giving her hand a gentle squeeze before smiling. “Besides, who gives a fuck what they have to say, you’re the one he had sex with last night.”

Sandy gave me a tearful laugh and smacked my arm. “Yea, I guess that’s the bonus over it all, we had sex.” She smiled, leaning against the counter. “And it was amazing.”

“I bet, I can’t wait until the day I have sex and I’ll come tell you all about it.” I chuckled jokingly, turning to grab another apple.

“Oh, so you’ll just tell me how he tried to empty himself ins-” Sandy started.

“Eww! Sandy, please do-” I quickly went to cut her off so she didn’t finish.

“

SANDY

!“ We both turned our attention to the basement steps as Edith called for my best friend, Sandy remained quiet. “

SANDY

!“

“

WHAT

!?“ She asked rudely, rolling her eyes as she aggressively stomped her foot with agitation.

I shook my head, Edith always had Sandy on the move because she was to lazy to do it herself, and definitely if Jewels wasn’t here to do it for her, I grabbed the apple I was cutting and had skinned it a little more as Sandy waited for a reply, everyone was dead quiet in the basement as we waited to hear what Edith had to say. 

Sandy started up the stairs and I returned to cutting my apple, watching as everyone started to slowly socialize with one another, Jewels wasn’t here today and I was very thankful for that or we would never hear the end of it because empty wrappers were on the floor, a spilled bottle of vinegar was tipped over on the supply table, and we were loud enough to be heard on the lobby floor, I was positive we were easily heard yelling and laughing with one another.

“ Alana …“ I turned as Sandy looked at me with uneasiness. “Edith wants you.”

I frowned, looking at her in confusion as she immediately shrugged to tell me she had no clue what was going on, I sighed as I sat my knife down and prepared myself for the walk of shame. I didn’t know if I was getting in trouble but I assumed I was because I rarely got called up to the lobby floor unless someone was wanting to meet me but since no one was eating just yet, that meant no one wanted to meet the person who made the most delicious sweets in the town. 

My stomach turned in a knot as I looked at Sandy and smiled encouragingly, but this time, I was encouraging myself to not do anything stupid as I waited for the knot in my stomach to untwist itself, I was dreading the walk and was trying to stall for as long as possible but I knew not to make Edith ask twice. I was curious to why I was being called but at the same time, I didn’t want to know what she had in store for me. I tried to recall doing something wrong, was I about to get a whipping?

“Okay… I’ll see you in a minute.” I whispered, walking toward the stairs very slowly, fearing what was waiting at the top of them.

Chapter Four: Alana: Unlike Any Other Man

Warning: Rape

I took the steps to the stairs carefully, I was expected Edith to be standing at the end of the stairs with her whip in hand and her eyes of hatred glaring down at me as I walked up them. However, she wasn’t there as I carefully came up the stairs while making sure not to trip on the cheap carpet that covered the hard-wood floors, I used the rail to walk up the steps before taking a deep breath while growing near the lobby floor. 

I had no clue why I was being summoned but I knew it was something that was serious because I was never told to come to the first floor of the hostel. I finally made it up the seven steps of the staircase and quickly noticed the bright, yellow tape that I assumed was placed for us to not pass unless we were given permission, I stopped at the tape and finally lifted my head to glance around the lobby. It wasn’t as plain as it used to be the last time I came to the lobby probably six months ago and I knew that it was a fortune to touch up but Edith had paid none of the less. 

I stared at the reception area with awe, the walls were black but there was an accent wall that had a black and white chevron print. The lobby was rather small, there was a large archway that led into the large dining cafeteria that was stuffed with so many brown leather chairs and brown round tables. The lobby had a set of black chairs against the wall with very simple black and white paintings lining the walls for an extra touch of design. 

Also in the lobby was an old wooden podium that was overloaded with papers and also on top of the podium was a small, black rotary phone to match the theme of the lobby. It was mostly dead quiet because no one was up this early in the morning, considering it was barely nine o’clock in the morning and I had been up since five in the morning to make sure all my foods would be prepared for the usual rush hour we faced. Edith loudly cleared her throat, quickly catching my attention as I looked at her with uncertainty, she looked exhausted with bags under her eyes while she stood in a housecoat and her feet buried in a pair of house slippers.

Edith looked me up and down with a face of disgust, causing me to look myself up and down as well, I was expected myself to look rather pitiful from the way she had looked at me but could only find a stain of flour on my attire. I glanced at Jenny to see her staring at something else, or rather

someone else

, Jenny had back-length black hair that she had pulled into a high ponytail on the top of her head, a big red bow was secured around her ponytail as she leaned forward against the podium while sizing up the other person in the room hungrily.

Jenny’s skin was slightly over-tanned, her eyes were a chocolate brown with thin eyebrows that she kept arched on her own some way, her lips were very plump and she always wore bright red lipstick over them everyday. Jenny wore the usual serving girl outfit, her corset was very tight and pushed her breast up in her shirt as she stood upright and smiled at the person flirtatiously. Her stockings had jewelry that managed to glitter in the dimmed light of the lobby as the sun glimmered on the outside of the walls, making me yearn to be outside. I finally looked to the person that Jenny was ogling, before Edith stood a very tall man that seemed to easy tower over her and everyone else in the lobby.

The large man stood at least six-five with a masculine build, he appeared so strong and unbreakable in very nice attire that consisted of a pair of nice, ironed slacks and a very long, black trench coat to cover his large body, it fell to his ankles and was barely inches off the ground. I was shocked that I hadn’t seen the incredibly large man when I first came up, he should had been the first person to catch my eye but he wasn’t and that made me nervous because that meant I wasn’t being cautious of my surroundings. 

The giant man stared at me with a pair of thick black sunglasses as if he was looking right through my soul, causing me to shiver a little as I wrapped my arms around my large bosoms to hide my nipples, which were starting to harden from his stoic gaze. I glanced up as I notice Edith turn to glare at the man with her hand out and palm upwards, I watched as he dropped a small bundle of hundreds into her hands. I wasn’t sure how many he had dropped in her hand but her smirk told me it was plenty enough to keep her satisfied.

I cut my eyes away from the exchange to look at Edith with confusion as she turned to put the money inside one of the pockets of her housecoat while walking to grab a key off the board on the wall, I frowned as I tried to think where I fell in the equation. It was clear that he was only buying a room so why did I have to be here to see this happen? I nervously shifted my weight to my left foot as I lowered my arms so they rested against my stomach, directly beneath my breast as I waited for Edith to say something to me.

She finally turned to address me. “You’re gonna take Mr. Alther, here, to his room.” I frowned a little but continued to listen as I glanced to the large man that stood with power and his head held high in confidence. “Room seven, you know how to count, right?”

“Yes.” I said through clenched teeth, quickly biting my tongue to stop me from saying something else, I hated that everyone thought I was stupid because I was so quiet and such.

“Good, and while your at it, get him well and situated. Understood?” I nodded slowly because I actually didn’t understand, I walked forward to take the key from her.

I pulled it forcefully out of Edith’s hand as she glared at me, I ignored her heavy glare as she watched my every move closely, I felt her eyes on me as I walked toward the man while his bag sat beside him. The closer I got to him, the more I started to realize how large he really was, he was colossal compared to me and that terrified me a little, this large man could easily snap me in half with his bare hands if he wanted to. I took a deep breath and gave him a very nervous glance once more as he stared down at me with a blank face.

The stranger’s eyes were still shielded by his sunglasses that I was starting to think he wouldn’t take off anytime soon, probably not until we were in the room. I squatted slightly and grabbed the handle to his black leather, rectangular suitcase before going to lift it up. However, as I stood up, I was immediately taken back by the weight of the suitcase as I frowned down at it, what did he have in this large thing? I tried once more to lift it but failed as I stood up right and twisted my lips in embarrassment, Edith laughed at my dilemma. I took a step back and looked at the man as he easily leaned over and lifted the suitcase up before pausing to allow me to walk in front of him. 

The way he carried the suitcase made me think it was completely empty but I knew it wasn’t, I half suspected he had packed away a bowling ball or two inside of it. I suddenly felt a weird sensation rush through me, the sensation of being watched, I glanced behind me and felt uneasy as the man stared down past my waist, I already knew he was staring at my butt and I was careful to not walk with my natural sway of the hips. We reached the room rather quickly, something I was very thankful for because I couldn’t wait to tell Sandy about this encounter, I wasn’t sure how I felt just yet. Other than the man was handsome with a masculine body that I had seemed to find rather attractive. 

I pulled the door open and held it as he walked past me, I caught the swift scent of his very manly cologne as he passed me, I felt my body melt a little as I entered behind him, I left the door ajar behind me as I watched the man glance around the room. 

It was a really nice room with dimmable lights, a nice large bed sat under a window in the room with a vanity tucked in the far corner of it, there was another door that led to a bathroom and I had half suspected there to be one for the closet but instead it was just a dresser for the inhabitant to set his belongings inside for however long he was staying. I walked to the suitcase and laid it flat before getting to my knees on the floor to get his belongings put away for him, I assumed that’s what Edith meant when she said situated . I went to open the suitcase when I noticed the man standing near the wall by the door, watching me from a distance, I easily started to feel uncomfortable about being in the same room with him. 

I reached forward to unclasp the first of the three latches. 

“Don’t.” I immediately jumped as his deep voice penetrated through the air suddenly, making me looked at him with alarm. “ Get my bed ready.“ He must be very tired.

I slowly nodded, getting back to my feet before and walking toward the bed. I reached up and grabbed a large, fluffy pillow and almost felt my body melt at the feeling of it under my hands, I resisted the urge to squeeze the pillow against me as I sat it in the middle. I’m sure he’ll be laying in the middle of the bed since he was by himself. I reached to grab another pillow when a sharp click rung through the air, immediately catching my attention as I turned to look at the door. 

It was now locked, preventing me from leaving unless I unlocked it myself. I felt panic rise in me as I took a step back from the bed, I glanced around for an escape route as the large man pulled his coat off while walking toward the vanity, he tossed his trench coat on the vanity and I watched as he stared at the face of his watch as he pulled it off next. Anticipation kept me on my toes as I slowly inched toward the door, hoping that he could barely notice as he kept his back to me.

“Don’t.” His repeated, his deep voice penetrated the air once more, causing me to halt in my steps as I felt paralyzed in place.

I fought to keep my lip from quivering until the urge got to strong and I jammed my bottom lip between my teeth painfully, I didn’t want to seem weaker than I already was compared to this large man, I had to get out of here before something bad happened. I gulped audibly, immediately cursing myself for sounding so pathetic as I stared at his back while still being glued in place, I wanted to move but it felt like my body was made of concrete, dried  concrete.

“I want to…” He trailed, turning to face me and staring down at me through his dark sunglasses. “ Thank you…  in advance.“

“T-Thank me?” I asked him nervously in a squeaky voice, I mentally cursed myself for how scared I sounded.

I took a step back, afraid to think of reasons he would like to thank me in advance, was he sent to hurt me? Well that would be stupid because Edith would be paying him, not the other way around. I could feel his eyes burying themselves into me as I started to frantically look around for something to protect myself with, however, the room was very plain with barely anything that was small enough for me to defend myself with. 

I felt my heart thumping in my chest as I turned my attention back to him to find that he had moved closer to the bed, I gasped and took another step back from the silent-mover, not only did he got undetected but he also moved faster than I anticipated, meaning running away from him wasn’t a real option. Maybe I could get away and Edith will change her mind about this whole killing thing… is he going to kill me? I decided to push my luck and made a quick run for the door, my heart thumped in my chest as I heard the man moving as well. I quickly unlocked the latch on the door knob and rushed out, but my freedom was short lived as large, brawny arms circled around my waist.

“No! Leave me alone!” I screamed as Edith and Jenny turned to see what was happening. “Please!”

Jenny gasped in shock as tears pooled in my eyes, I squirmed in the large man’s arms as he easily started to march me back to the room, I screamed again and fought against him as my salty tears finally fell down my face and toward the ground or either soaking into my outfit. Edith stood with a smug smirk on her face at the end of the hall as she watched on with her nose turned up to me, I sobbed loudly as I grabbed onto the doorsill of the room he was occupying and fought against him even more.

I knew I was losing this battle the more I fought because I was growing very tired. I pushed at his arms as I hiccupped before going back to crying, I was now at a mewling state with tears silently falling down my cheeks and I moaned deep in my throat from how sore it had gotten. I wanted to reach up and wipe my vision clear but I didn’t want to let go of the doorsill so he could pull me in the room, even thought he could easily do it, he valued the fact that I didn’t want to go. Or either he was playing with my head and teasing me into thinking I could actually escape him.

“You’re only making it harder on yourself.” He whispered gently, grabbing one of the my wrist and easily pulling at it to get my right hand off the doorsill.

“Please…” I whimpered half sobbed to him, feeling my left hand release the doorsill as he pulled me back into the room.

He released me and slammed the door as I tried to quickly put distance between us, I backed into the corner of the room as he kept his back to me, his muscles bulged as he reached up and pushed his hair from his face, I didn’t have to see him to actually know what he was doing. He turned and shoved his hands in the pocket of his slacks, his eyes remained on me as I sunk myself in the corner and stared at him unsurely, scared of his next move because I knew he could easily overpower me and strangle me to death if he wanted to do so. I glanced around the room once more for something to help me compare to this man when he suddenly grabbed my wrist and flung me onto the bed.

I screamed as I landed on the smooth comforter that caressed my skin but the comfort was short lived as he quickly climbed on after me. I backed away while shaking my head at him, feeling my heart drop into my stomach as I flipped to my hands and knees and quickly crawled to get to the headboard, I didn’t get far ass his hand wrapped around my ankle and yanked me toward the him as if I weighted nothing. The beastly man caused another loud sob to slip out of my throat as he flipped me onto my back and crawled on top of me, his weight easily pinned me as he used one hand to hold both of mine over my head and out of his way.

“Please don’t kill me.” I sobbed, hoping my pleads would mean something to him. “Please, just let me go, please!”

“Shh, hush.” He whispered, putting his finger up to my lips and I immediately pinched my lips together to muffle my sobs as I stared at him pleadingly. “I’m not going to kill you, I’m going to have sex with you.”

I stared went from pleading to disbelief as he reached down and started to pull at the tie strings of my uniform neckline, I squealed and struggled in the grip he had on my wrist, I started to squirm as much as I could as he allowed me to, not moving while he watched me try to slither from under him. I looked up at him with wide eyes as he leaned down and started to suck on the exposed skin of my neck. 

I used my head and worked my shoulders to beckon him away as I continued to squirm from underneath him but he had me pinned very well and I knew I wasn’t getting up unless I used a different strategy. The feeling of his teeth gently nibbling against my shoulder caused me to halt as he sucked on the spot that was tender, I frowned at the tickling sensation that suddenly went down my spine and started to fight once more as tears welled up in my eyes, this wasn’t happening to me. This couldn’t be happening to me.

He finally released his grip on my wrist.

“P-Please, I don’t want to do this.” I whimpered, putting my hands against his chest and pushing at his strong chest as he pulled his head away and looked at me with his eyes still hidden behind his shades.

I then swiped at his sunglasses, causing them to fall onto the bed beside me. That didn’t stop him as he continued to stare at me with his deep green eyes trained on me, I stared up at him with a slight pout while waiting for him to give up and just let me go. I didn’t want to have sex yet because I was saving myself and I wasn’t going to give my virginity to a complete stranger. I didn’t know who he was and I didn’t trust him one bit. The man grabbed the scoop of my uniform suddenly and pulled it down viciously, easily ripping the fabric in half and my bosoms immediately spilled out from the tear and into his view. 

I turned my head away from him as he analyzed my nipples and such, I reached up and tried to hide my breast away from him but he grabbed my hands and prevented me from doing so. He stared at my breast for the minute before I felt something  stiff push against my abdomen, causing me to cry in shock and immediately go into fighting mode because I knew what it was.

I pushed at his chest as he stared down at me, waiting for me to tire myself out and I knew that was going to happen very soon if I kept fighting him with all my might but I didn’t want to have sex with this stranger. I didn’t want to have sex with anyone yet. The man leaned down and started sucking on my neck once more, he sucked hard where my neck and shoulder met, making me push at his shoulders and start punching him with barely any force that could hurt him.

“S-Stop! You’re a m-monster!” I whimpered, turning my head away from him as I felt his spit linger on the blemishes he left on my neck. “I-I’m not a serving girl, y-you can’t do this, p-please! Don’t!” 

I couldn’t believe this was happening to me, why me?

“I can do whatever the fuck I want.” The man whispered teasingly to me as he stared me in the eye. 

His dull green eyes dropped to linger on the blemishes on my neck then meet my eyes once more with a annoyed expression that.

“I could rip your tiny body apart and bury you where you’ll never be found. But, I don’t want to do that to you.” He chuckled softly as if my banter humored him.

“A-And you don’t have to do this either,” I whimpered as I figured Edith was punishing me, “I-I’ll be good, I promise.”

“It’s not about you being good or bad, I want what a want… and I always get what I want.” The man whispered.

I felt my body go stiff once more in realization as he cupped my left boob in his hand and squeezed it, his rough hand felt very different against my smooth skin as he groped me with very hard squeezes that immediately felt uncomfortable. He was a monster, a monster that had sex with unwilling women! I sobbed out loud and quickly reached up to cover my mouth as I refused to show the weakness I felt, I was going to give him all power over me, even if he already had it, I wasn’t going to show him that he had that power. 

I stared at the ceiling and prayed for someone to bust in this room and save me, I was hoping Sandy would grow very curious and wonder her way up the stairs but I knew that was very unlikely, she would just wait until I returned to the basement like I always did for her. Suddenly, something very wet, rather rough, and slightly sticky rubbed against my nipple, causing it to harden immediately as I gasped and look to see what the man was doing, he stuck his tongue out and rubbed the tip over my nipple again, sending the same sensation up my back and causing me to arch a little. 

No! 

You can’t like what he’s doing, he’s a monster! 

He’s going to hurt you! 

I willed the sensation to go away as he put his entire mouth on my nipple and sucked viciously, as if he was a starving infant, I turned my head away and squeezed my eyes closed while waiting for him to finish so I could go back to the basement and hide away for eternity. I was completely disgusted with myself as I gulped and tried to ignore what he was doing, however, the way his tongue felt against my sensitive, medium-sized nipples made it incredibly hard. It felt desirable to have his tongue twirling around them and I had to stop myself from arching my back at how good it felt.

“P-Please… I’ll do anything, anything but this.” I whimpered one last time, hoping he’d finally listen as I put my hands over my face and hide away from him with disgust feeling me up.

“You have no choice.” He whispered. “Either you let me fuck you or you cry and scream the whole time.”

“N-Neither.” I whimpered, feeling a scream lodge itself in my throat as he hiked my skirt up to my waist so my lower half was now present to him, I kept my hands over my face.

“Yes, hide that hideous face of yours.” The man said, and for some reason, hearing him call me ugly really stung.

I knew that what he said shouldn’t had mattered, but it really did and I was very hurt that I was ugly. I always thought of myself as rather decent but for a man, himself, to say that I was ugly, it was a large let down and made me think twice about settling down and having many children one day, would I ever be good enough for someone? His opinion mattered to me because he was a man overall, his nice looks told me he could have whatever woman he wanted by a simple raise of the eyebrow but I wasn’t going to let him have me. 

I wasn’t going to willingly have sex with a man I knew nothing about. 

The man then reached down and rubbed my stocking-covered calves, I could feel his heavy, warm hands rubbing up toward my thighs slowly as I felt my legs quiver with his every touch, and I didn’t mean quiver as in a good way. I was trying to predict how far he planned on going with me.

I only prayed he wouldn’t find the need to stick… oh, God, to stick himself… 

The thought made me terribly sick as I tried to turn away while feeling uneasy to the stomach once more, I knew today wasn’t going to be a good day but I was stupid and pushed the thought away, I have to start trusting my gut feeling way more or I might end up in this predicament way more than any one else. I flinched when his hand snaked to my private and cupped me forcefully, he then started to massage me rather roughly, making me try to twist away from his touch because of how unpleasant it was to feel him roughly rubbing my crotch. His touch immediately started to slow and he started lessen his force a little as I felt myself clench in that area.

My walls clamped a little and I got scared, thinking of the reason my private was acting the way was because of his touch. The man reached forward and grabbed my stockings, I could feel his knuckles push against my second lips as he ripped my stockings at the crotch before slithering his fingers inside and grabbing onto a part of my panties to rip them clean off my hips with a loud rip. My white, cotton panties popped against me as he ripped them through the tiny hole at my crotch and tossed them aside without a pause. The loud and sudden movement caused my squeak to pass my lips and I quickly placed my hands over my mouth and squeezed my eyes tightly while wishing I could just be sucked up in a black hole. 

I squirmed as his fingers gently brushed against the outside of my lips while he toyed with me, he sunk his pointer finger deeper between my lips and I felt a small wisp of air brush the inside of my second lips as I moved my legs to cross them and hide away from him. Sadly, he grabbed my legs and pushed them up to my chest before releasing one of my legs to push his finger inside of me for the first time. I immediately felt invaded and disgusted as agony shot up and down my spine from him popping my cherry, a loud whimper to push past my lips. 

I felt my body shaking with sobs as he twisted his finger inside of me, feeling around my entrance and I could easily feel his finger moving and wiggling within my insides, he removed his finger a second or so later before releasing my other leg to reach for his trousers. I felt panic rise in me but I knew it was no use as I heard his belt buckle clink while he unsnapped it, I watched in fear as he pushed his trousers down and begged for mercy as the man’s dick came into view.

“N-No, please, no…” He ignored my pleas while pushing his trousers a little farther down and leaving them out of the way.

My breath was taken away as fear immediately swallowed me whole, he was very large at maybe thirteen inches and the width of a thick wood rolling pin, far larger than I would had expected any man to be. I allowed my head to fall back against the pillow and stared up at the ceiling as hot tears rolled down my cheeks once more, I wasn’t sure how long I had been in the room but I was positive at least an hour and thirty minutes had passed already.

I turned my attention back to him as he pulled his shirt over his head and I was thinking it was the perfect time to fight back, but as I went to move, I realize that I was too tired to even lift an arm, I was all out of strength and had no choice but to lay there and let him violate and taint me. He tossed his shirt onto the floor and braced his hands on each side of my head, I whimpered as he moved one hand and I felt him push the head of his cock against my lips. My lips easily pushed apart as he started to use his hips and push himself forward, I tried to predict when he would enter me so I could brace myself but just as I went to look down, he shoved a decent length of himself inside and I felt pain blind me immediately.

The very loud scream erupted from my lips as I arched my back to help accommodate with the pain, but it didn’t help as agony ran through my veins.

“I apologize.” He whispered as he continued to push more of himself inside of me with no pause. “However, I’m in desperate need for something… warm and… wet .” He released a very low grunt that caused me to flinch, only making more pain rush through my lower body.

“I-It hurts.” I whimpered, feeling pain shot up and down my back forcefully.

The salty tears didn’t stop as he pushed in and out of me, making me whimper with each thrust while he threw his head back in pleasure, he whined as he grounded himself into me and I almost found myself interested because of the whine itself, what monstrous man could making such a girly sound while feeling pleasure? I braced my hands against his shoulders and pushed harder as he shoved himself in and out of me continuously, not missing a beat as he rocked with his head thrown back and he was back to making deep grunting sounds while I felt more hot tears slowly streaking down my face. 

The pain was more at a dull state but it was still there, I felt him going in and out, his cock head and shaft pushing against my walls and stretching apart whenever he entered and exited, very soon, I felt his balls smacking against me, making me realize that I had taken his full length. I dropped my hands to the bed and stared past him at the ceiling in defeat as he went back to the spot on my shoulder to bit down hard, I jerked away from his mouth in pain and squeezed my eyes closed as he removed his teeth from my flesh and sighed in happiness. 

I placed my hands over my mouth and softly wept into them as I prayed for this ordeal to quickly be over, I just wanted him to hurry and cream the inside of me so I could get away and back to the basement, back to my best friend so she could comfort me and make me feel safe like she always did. The man grabbed my legs and lifted them to his shoulders before quickening his pace, making it sting more as he grunted and groaned with each thrust he gave his hips, he lowered his head into my neck and buried his face there as the sound of the headboard beating against the wall filled the air. 

He added even more force to his thrust, causing the headboard to smack harder and beat against the wall at a faster rhythm. I bit into my hand to prevent a loud scream while he threw his head back with a loud roar and tried to dig himself as deep as he could go inside me. His balls pressed up against me as he balled his fist up beside my head, clamping onto the sheets and yanking them as he released another animalistic yell that echoed off the walls of the room while he spewed his seed deep within me. 

I could feel his nut running along my insides as it flowed out of me, tickling my entrance. I felt finally at peace as he sat up to his knees but kept himself buried inside me, I knew he was finished and I was ready to for him to climb off me and let me leave, however, he had a different idea and started to rock his hips once more. I stared at him in disbelief and fear as he paused to pull the head of himself entirely out and I gagged as more of his cream seep out before he pushed it back inside by shoving himself back inside of me a little roughly. 

I felt a little of his seed trickle down the side of my thigh as he held my legs up in the air and pounded ruthlessly out of complete lust, I clutched the sheets under me and closed my eyes while hoping he’d finish his second load soon and I could then leave. I felt a little happiness as he pulled himself all the way out and stared down at my cum-dripping hole with a little admiration, his eyes stared with lust as he reached forward and used his finger to push his cum back inside of me, I felt something growing in the pit of my stomach as he licked his lips and climbed back up to mount me some more.

“S-Stop, you’re hurting-” My breath hitched, cutting my sentence off, as he happily pushed himself back inside me before his breath hitched as well and I felt the warmth of his cum entering me once more.

What sick man got off to women crying and pleading for him to stop?

This monster did, he was a monster reincarnated… a demon that had managed to find his way into the hostel and pick me as his target. 

What made him want to hurt me? What made him want to violate and taint me for life? 

Why did it have to be me? Why couldn’t it had been Jenny or even Truth, maybe even another servant girl… me? 

What did I ever do to deserve this pain and torture? 

I could only stare at the ceiling in disbelief and guilt as I asked myself those questions, why did it have to be me that saw that sex wasn’t enjoyable, sex was agony. Sex was pain. Sex was

disgusting

. I felt my anger boil within me, all the lies they told me about how sex could be amazing, even Sandy said sex was great. I didn’t want to ever have sex again, I was better off being safe and alone for the rest of my life, no children and no husband. The man reached down and grabbed my nipple gently, he twisted it and watched as it hardened before burying his face back in my neck so he could go back to sucking and licking on my exposed skin. I turned my head in disgust as he nibbled on the spot of my shoulder once more, his sticky saliva remained as he pulled his head away and stared at me with his eyes searching my face. 

I felt too disgusted to even meet his eyes as I squeezed mine closed and waited for him to tell me to leave, because he said he wasn’t going to kill me earlier, and I guess I should of been happy about that but now I did wish he would kill me, he would save me the embarrassment of walking past anyone in the lobby, as well as the rest of the girls without my clothes covering me properly and my hair a hot less, and also sticky cum was running from between my legs and I was sure blood was present as well. 

Fortunately, the man finally decided to pull himself out of me and I whimpered as pain laced through me before settling into a dull ache, I turned onto my side and quickly grabbed my stomach as pain pitted at the bottom of my abdomen, I slowly used my elbows to push me up and I glanced to the man to see if he was still a threat. Instead, he had his back to me with his eyes trained on the wall, he didn’t move a muscle as he stared with his back slightly hunched over and his elbows braced against his tights while he stared onward into the nothingness.

The man then sighed as he buried his face in his hands. “You can leave now.” He said in a muffled tone.

Chapter Five: Alana: Just Being A Good Friend

I stared at the man with uncertainty until I realized that he wasn’t trying to jump onto me anymore, I quickly climbed to my feet and immediately regretted the abrupt action as pain shot up and down my spine quickly. The searing pain brought me to my knees as some of his liquid seeped out of me, the feeling of it leaving me tickled a little and I grabbed onto the side of the comforters as I whined at the burning pain. I grabbed the pit of my stomach as a little of the pain pitted there before slowly disappearing, it was painful to move and I almost decided to just lay on floor when I remembered I was in the same room with the man I just had horrible, painful sex with. 

I desperately tried to fix the clothes on me so that it covered my goodies before slowly rising to my feet, pain ran through me but I gritted my teeth while pushing it away before slowly limping toward the door. I grabbed the handle with a heavy breath before slowly pulling the unlocked door open, meaning that he didn’t lock it behind him after I had managed to escape to the hallway but that was how far I got before I was grabbed and pulled back into the room, I carefully stepped out and quietly closed the door behind me before I reached down and lifted the hem of my skirt. Pearly white cream was leaking down my leg while being also covering the surface of my crotch, I also was able to see specks of red as more of the cream seeped out of me and down my leg, causing me to bit my lip to keep from crying, 

Oh, no, what if I end up pregnant?

I felt panic rise in me as the thought finally registered, what if he ended up getting me pregnant and forcing me to sell my baby, Edith would immediately agree to it. I braced my hand against the wall as I walked slowly, dragging one foot in front of the other before I realized that I had a shoe missing, I hadn’t noticed at first but I was walking with only one heel now. I debated the decision to return and grab my shoe but knew I wasn’t going to go back in there, I refused to return back to that room ever again, even if my life depended on it. I wasn’t going to go back and face what was there, I wasn’t going anywhere near that monster ever again. 

Reaching the lobby, I spotted Edith sitting in one of the lobby chairs along the wall and she was still wearing the same housecoat and house slippers as she sat with a glass plate on her crossed lap, she had a rather large piece of buttercream iced chiffon cake that I had made earlier today and three lemon bars sitting beside her piece of cake, also on her plate was a chocolate chip cookie. I sniffed as I prepared myself for her mockery while wishing I could disappear and never return to this earth again, I gulped and stared at Edith as she looked up and a large smile came over her face, one that spoke many volumes and made me feel even more sick to the stomach.

“Well, Edith. You weren’t lying.” I turned my head and looked at Jewels as she walked in with a plate in one hand and a fork in the other. “I can smell it on her, she definitely got fucked.” Jewels chuckled.

“She’s a whore just as the rest of them now.” I dropped my eyes to the ground and bit my lip to keep it from quivering.

“You whore, you probably enjoyed being fucked, didn’t you?” Jewels said with a loud snicker, reaching into her plate and flinging a piece of chiffon cake at me purposely. “How does it feel to be fucked like a whore? Hmm? I hope he did you really hard and painful, maybe that’ll teach you about your smart mouth, you little cunt.”

I kept my lips pursed tightly together, Jewels only laughed as she circled around me before reaching down and lifting the bottom of my skirt so her and Edith could see his cream leaking out of me, I flinched away while fighting back tears while they both laughed and tormented me. I reached up and tried to pull my skirt out of her grip but she dropped her fork and knocked my hand away so she and Edith could continue to make fun of me, I was so embarrassed as I stood with my eyes welling with tears. 

I didn’t want to cry but the more they laughed and talk about me like I wasn’t present only made me feel less human, Jewels even went far enough to pull my thighs father apart and get a closer look by grabbing my thigh, I whimpered at the discomfort of her roughness and pushed her hand away as she laughed. I took a step back and sobbed loudly as she grabbed me by my hair and pulled me closer to her, making me sob even more, Edith laughed while watching her torment me.

“Alright, cum-bucket . Let’s go downstairs and show everyone what happened to you, shall we?” Jewels continued, dragging me over toward the stairs by my hair.

I cried out as she yanked at my hair, pulling some of the stands lose from my scalp as she grabbed onto the railing and started down the steps while keeping a tight grip on my hair, each step felt like a sharp dagger was carving out the insides of my vaginal walls and I constantly tried to pull my hair lose so I could get way from her. I sobbed loudly as I tripped and fell to my knees at the bottom of the staircase, I was able to see Jewels’ shiny platform heels as she held a tight grip on my hair, I clawed at her fingers to get away as everyone stared in shock and horror while staring at me. 

I couldn’t see what people were doing but I could hear everyone pause and stare with gasps of shock, I felt my heart drop in my chest as it fell dead silent in the basement as everyone stared at me and the only thing that you could hear was my sobs as I quietly plead for her to leave me alone. I hiccupped as my throat became sore from all the crying and screaming I have done over the span of two hours, the dryness was no help and it caused an scratchy ache in the back of my worn throat. I felt completely naked as my gown hung down one side of my arm and threatened to display my nipple.

“ This is what happens when you go against me, girls, let this be your warning. Slip up again, and you’ll be weeping and whining like this bitch at my feet!“ Jewels snared, making me flinch as she tightened her grip on my hair.

I felt Jewels’ tight grip finally slip and immediately scurried away from her in the hopes she was done embarrassing me, I felt hands grab my shoulders and expected it to be Jewels to continue her tormenting and went to react. I quickly turned and looked at Sandy as she kneed beside me, I could see the shock in her eye as she stared at me, I felt relief wash me a little as I quickly sunk into her arms and she tightened them around me. I sobbed without shame, I was terrified that the man would come back and hurt me once more, I was terrified that I was no longer pure and people would saw me as a disgrace, and I was terrified that nothing would ever be the same again. 

I felt something wet touch my shoulder but didn’t care as I sobbed in Sandy’s shoulder, she held me tightly to her and I almost felt a little better until I realized that everyone saw me, there was no way I would be the big bad person after something like this… why me? 

I hadn’t choose for this to happen to me, I knew I didn’t deserve something like this to happen to me, something like this shouldn’t happen to

ANYONE

. Seeing Sandy was a well needed relief, while she hadn’t been able to protect me against the large man, the thought that she could protect me against Jewels felt amazing. I sighed wearily as I laid against Sandy’s shoulder while she gently rubbed circles on my back, the crying made my throat ache and my eyes burn but I felt the only way to talk was to cry at the moment, because no one would understand how much my virginity meant to me. No one would ever come to understand how precious it was and it was roughly taken by the hands of a man that didn’t care that he hurt me.

“Oh, Alana… I’m so, so sorry.” Sandy finally spoke, making me only sob more as she internally blamed herself.

“It hurt so bad.” I whispered, sniffling as more tears fell down my face. “You lied to me, you said it would feel great and it didn’t. It hurt so bad.” I sobbed.

“No, Alana, that’s not love! That man hurt you because he didn’t love you! You understand me, that is not what sex feels like!” Sandy tried to explain but I was too tired to listen, and her yelling was making my head pound. “Believe me, it’s an amazing thing but he misused you. You’re not any different, you’re still the old you.”

I shook my head. “No, he hurt me too much, Sandy.” I cried, making her immediately shake her head back at me and force me to look her in the eye.

“You’re not anyone different, we still see you the same and if something ever happened to you again, I’d chop someone to pieces, you know that!” She vowed, wiping a stray tear from my eye as I nodded because I know she would, and I would of the same for her. “Now, lets get you in bed and you get some rest, okay, everything will be okay.”

I slowly nodded, the thought of sleep was very welcoming but I was scared that I’d have to go back and face that man again, I couldn’t stomach the thought and felt the need to upchuck but the urge wasn’t pleasant as the feeling nestled in my stomach and stayed as Sandy got to her feet and carefully pulled me up. I moved a little to quick and pain rushed through me, strong enough to knock me down to my knees and scream at the top of my lungs, I clutched my lower abdomen as my mouth dropped open at the unbearable pain. I felt lightheaded as I reached out toward Sandy before everything started to fade in and out, blackness formed at the edge of my vision as something egressed heavily out of me. 

The feeling of something gooey and warm rushed down my thighs as panic rushed inside me, only making my vision darken as I felt the cold ground against my side as I withered on the ground with tears streaming down on my face in pain. I could faintly hear Sandy screaming for someone to help her as a pair of hands grabbed onto the back of my shoulders and carefully lifted me up, I assumed it was Sandy as the world tilted and everything started to almost bomb-rush me at once. I squeezed my eyes shut as I still felt the texture of the cold, concrete floor beneath me, someone had a tight grip on my shoulders as they tried to pull me up and that’s when every sense of mine failed and I felt light as I drifted to sleep.

      

          

       

I opened my eyes and looked up to the roaring sky above and already knew I was in another nightmare, something thumped down onto my cheek and I frowned as I reached up and wiped the streak running down my cheek. I gulped as I pulled my hand away to see what it was, red fluid ran down my finger and I could only widen my eyes as stared up in shock, more blood started to tickle down from the sky and wet my freshly-pressed hair. The sparkly white dress I wore, was now doused in complete red with a puddle of blood starting to incase the similar, glittering white stiletto pumps on my feet. 

I reached up as tears mixed in with the blood running down my face, I sobbed loudly as I tried to shield my face from the falling blood, I was confused and astonished that blood was pouring from the sky like rain. I spotted a house in the distance, it was a simple, small black house with no lights on, I quickly ran toward it to seek shelter as the rain, or blood, gruesomely poured from the sky in small droplets that seemed to only grow colder at the minute. I made it to the small, black house and stared at the pulsing door with disgust, veins pulsed with blood and gave it a alive sort of appeal, I stepped away in repulsion as I stared at the head that appeared to make a door handle. 

The person’s head was severed just below the chin, their mouth hung open with maggots munching within, something black incased the corners of the mouth with black goo poured from it and sizzled on the porch, no way in hell was I touching that. I reached forward and gently pushed on the door, I could feel it pulsating under my hand as I pushed it completely wide and peaked inside. I retreated my hand and stared at it for a moment as the feeling of the alive door pulsating lingered, it felt so disgusting and fascinating at the same time. 

I took a deep breath and stepped inside gently, my white heels clacked along the wooden floors as I stepped into house and the lights flickered on, I was truly amazed on the beauty of the grand foyer that appeared attach to what looked like a mansion. I looked back to the door as it quietly closed, showing the back of a chocolate brown door with beige trimming, I walked toward it with my head cocked in confusion. 

I looked to the side of the door and spotted a paned window, one that wasn’t present before, and carefully peeked out while hoping nothing would jump up and scare me. It allowed me to peek into another room, it was completely dark but I was able to make out a black bedframe with mattresses sitting atop of the wooden frame, the comforter was thrown back and I was able to see what was happening within the bed. 

A person was on their hands and knees, her hair was long and flowed luxuriously with cute little hair décor like tiny white flowers and white beads, her skin was a smooth caramel color and blemish free, her eyes were a golden brown as she stared forward at me. I immediately realized I was staring at myself, I watched as I was mounted within my dream by a nude, masculine white man that immediately started to treat me roughly, he gripped my hips tightly and slammed within my-dream-self as I made audible noises that resembled pain and pleasure. 

My mouth fell open as I watched myself being taken in such a manner, while I wasn’t disgusted or offended, I was still shocked that my-dream-self was enjoying a man ruthlessly taking control over her, one that even managed to haunt me in my dreams. I backed away from door and slammed into something, I quickly turned around as I stared at the same pulsating, alive door that was now appearing to reach out for me, I lurched away and felt my feet come from under me as I smashed into the glass window. The sharp glass cut my exposed arms and some of my reddened dress as I squeezed my eyes tightly, hoping to wake myself up.

“Alana!” I set up quickly , feeling pain rush through me as I reached down to grab my lower abdomen with a pained cry. “Careful, you’re still sore!”

“What’s wrong?” I asked in confusion, not sure why she was waking me but happy she had.

“You were whimpering in your sleep, I got worried.” Sandy said, I looked at her in confusion.

She was standing in her uniform, holding a plate that had two freshly baked chocolate-chip scones that were still smoking after just being pulled out the oven in one hand and a small cup of steaming, brown liquid in the other one and the scent of coffee made me happy that we were friends because she was kind enough to make me food and a cup of coffee. I smiled lightly at Sandy, allowing my hand to fall from my stomach as Sandy moved closer to hand me the cup of coffee and the plate of scones. I gracefully took them, giving her a thankful smile as I sat the plate in my lap and yawned tiredly, I was still exhausted from what happened to me, I immediately shook my head to rid the memory of my rape and picked up one of the hot scones. 

I took a small bite and hissed at the hotness as I burned my tongue, I dropped the scone lightly on the plate and reached up to pull the hot piece that I bit off out my mouth. I held it at a distance and blew it gently, glancing over at Sandy with embarrassment as she took her seat and shook her head at me with a tiny chuckle. The scent of the chocolatey scone assaulted my taste-buds and I was close to salivating because of the hunger I didn’t know I had until the pasty was only inches away from my mouth, I put the small piece of the chocolate chip scone back in my mouth and chewed it rather quickly as it continued to burn the insides of my mouth, but the burns weren’t anything serious.

“Thanks, Sandy.” I whispered, glancing at her before allowing my eyes to fall back to the scone on the plate.

“For what? You’re my friend, Alana, my sister , I’m suppose to take care of you.” Sandy replied, I saw Sandy as a sister of mine as well, even when we were nowhere near close to being relatives.

Sandy leaned to the small storage table between our bunks and grabbed her cup of sweetened, hot tea to take a small sip, she looked stressed with tiny bags forming under her eyes and that made me feel worse than I already did for acting like a big baby and needing so much attention. Just yesterday, I was forced on my back and taken by a man that didn’t know a thing about me and now today, I felt terrible because I was making Sandy suffer when it was my fault: I should of been smarter, I should of fought harder. 

I should of took it like a real woman and went on about my day. It was my fault Sandy was stuck here and not enjoying her free days with Ronald, I wonder if he’s upset as well. Of course he was upset, Sandy and him could be in a private room and enjoying themselves but instead, she was here because I was acting like a big baby and ignoring the fact that other people had lives too and I wasn’t the center of the universe.

“But, you could be out with Ronald: shopping, on a date, enjoying each other’s company… planning your departure but instead, I’m acting like a big baby and-”

“Shut up.” I snapped my head to see Paula standing with a plate that had two steaming blueberry scones, she sat on the end of my bed and took a bite out of hers.

She made a weird noise and quickly spit the bite out before whining as she stuck her tongue out and fanned it, I rose an eyebrow at her while noticing the steam flowing off the fresh scones, I looked at Sandy to see her look at me with a similar look that I was giving Paula. I allowed my expression to drop as I averted my eyes, of course she wouldn’t agree because she didn’t see it from my point, I had Paula here to keep my company but Ronald had no one but his friends that I have only seen with once or twice out of the few times he’s visited to see Sandy. I looked back at Paula as she sat her plate aside and crossed her legs under her body before looking at me and shaking her head, I was confused on why she was shaking her head at me.

“What?” I asked, cocking my head in confusion.

“You’re being selfish.” Paula replied.

I frowned. “How in the hell am I being selfish, I just want you two to stop worrying about me, I’m not a child.”

“No, you’re not.” Sandy said, while leaning closer to me with a destroyed expression on her face. “But you’re my friend , Alana. You know,

F-R-I-E-N-D

? Friend?“

“I know, Sandy.” I replied, rolling my eyes. “And as your friend, I want you to stop worrying about me. Go spend your day with Ronald, I’m sure he misses yo-”

“I don’t care if he miss me, you need me by your side more than he does.” Sandy continued, signing as she took yet another sip of her tea.

“Whether you realize it or not, you’ll probably be leaving soon, both of you, and I’ll be on my own. I have to get used to this, one way or the other. You’re going to leave and you’re going to be happy,” I turned to Paula, “you’re going to leave and you’re going to be happy,” I centered myself,“ and who does that leave last? Oh right, me . I’m not a kid, I can take care of myself, I have to learn or I’m going to crumble in this miserable place. I’m not saying don’t be my friend or to avoid me, I’m saying… enjoy yourself and stop worrying about the past.“ I explained.

“If we’re leaving, why would you want to spend the last of our days apart?” Sandy asked, staring at me with a little more calmness and I knew it was because she understood where I was coming from.

“No but…” I trailed, not really sure how to answer her because she was right, I didn’t want spend the last days apart but if that’s what it led to…

“We’re going to let you get some sleep, alright, you’re probably still sore.” Paula said, breaking the awkward silence that was starting to settle between all of us.

“No, I’ll stay up… I don’t…” I shook my head to tell them I didn’t want to have another nightmare.

Just the thought of my rapist tormenting me in my dream, it was scary and my stomach started to hurt at the thought of him entering me once more, why would I want anyone like him near me ever again? It wasn’t safe when he was around, I wasn’t safe the longer he stayed in the hotel, and definitely if he ever planned to return to the hotel another time. I took a deep breath, calming myself as I squeezed my eyes tightly to dismiss the thoughts. 

I didn’t want to remember the past and the sooner I could move pass the past and the present, I would be just fine. Right now, I only hoped my future wasn’t changed as drastic as my life at the moment, I still hoped for the man that loved me unconditionally, even now that I didn’t have my virginity to offer him. I squeezed my eyes tightly shut as the thought of no longer being pure dawned on me, I had only lost my virginity a day ago and I still felt so damn dirty, I wonder how long this feeling will last.

“Alana,” I flinched and quickly pulled my eyes open as Sandy grabbed my hand and stared at me with concerned eyes, “you okay?”

“Y-Yeah…” I lied, taking a heavy, shaky breath.

“We’re going to get through this, together.” Paula said, putting her hand on Sandy and I’s entwined one. “You know I’m here for you and you know damn well Sandy will always be here, you need us, just yell for us alright. I’ma go clean the stations up a little. I’ll be back, ya’ll.”

“Alright.” I said, smiling lightly at her as Sandy gave her a small nod.

“I’ll be over there in a minute!” Sandy yelled after her, I gave her a tiny smile.

“What did Edith say?” I asked, I was curious to know what happened while I was asleep.

“Nothing much, other than for me to tell you to stop acting out all the time and something like this won’t happen again. I’m sure she’s lying, she got paid because there was a check from some guy, the check’s memo was pleasure .” Sandy informed me, making me bow my head… yeah, it was pleasure for him .

“Did anyone else…” I trailed, wanting to know if I was the only one that was taken last night.

“Ryan, but I heard the guy she got wasn’t as bad as… yours .” I flinched at the sound of her saying yours . “They said he was gentle and took it easy on her, Paige too.”

“Why? How much did he pay for my… ya know.” I dropped my eyes to the plate of scones in my lap, I picked up the one I already took a bite off of.

“Alana, are you sure you want to hear this stu-” Sandy said with reluctance.

“Yes, I want to, please Sandy.” I begged, looking at her pleadingly.

“Fine,” She took a deep breath and glanced at me before averting her eyes. “Five hundred.”

“What?” I said in shock, he paid five hundred for my virginity! And I wonder where that money went…

damn you, 

Edith

! “And let me guess, she took it all, didn’t she.” I felt my anger boil.

Sandy slowly nodded. “I made her get you a completely new outfit, she wanted to stitch yours up but I told her no and that she was going to or I’d get Ronald to talk to her about it. I knew she wouldn’t had let me slid with anything e-”

“No, Sandy, that’s fine. As long as I got something out of it.” I said, feeling a little anger erase from me, but I was still pretty pissed off.

“She wants you to wear a red bow.” Sandy said abruptly, making me snap my head to look at her in shock.

“What? I’m not a whore!” I said, not caring who heard me or turned to look.

“I know, I know. She wouldn’t let up and gave it to me to give you, she said she could make more money now.” Sandy whispered, I put my hands up to my ears before immediately dropping them, I need to hear this.

“So, she’s making me a whore? One that’s going to have sex with anyone that enters? That’s bullshit.” I said, completely destroyed within. “How could this happen to me? Why me?”

“I’m sorry, Alana, I am. It’s not your fault.” Sandy said, moving to my bunk and pulling me into a tight but cautious hug, I immediately sunk into her embrace.

“I’m just…”

Blown away

?

Hurt

?

Betrayed

?

Guilty

?

Angry

? I didn’t know what I was, I just wanted to bury myself where I would never be found.

“I’ll make sure no guys try to get you, I’ll change the names on the flip sheet, alright.” Sandy said, and that made me even happier that she was my friend, I loved the woman to death.

I nodded, feeling a little relief wash over me but how long was it going to be before Sandy got caught and got in trouble because of her trying to keep my insanity in check, I can’t believe my life was only flipping for the worst, I was being made into a whore. That man taking my virginity destroyed me, physically and mentally and now I was going to be seen as a whore to every man that walked into this building because of that mysterious man raping me.

       

     

        

I pursed my lips, staring at the small counter oven as my signature chocolate cake slowly baked, I sighed and glanced around the basement kitchen, only a few girls remained and were cleaning up the stations they occupied as their own. Soon, they would be retiring to bed and I’ll still be sitting on this stool, waiting for my cake to finish baking so it’ll be ready to serve first thing in the morning. I didn’t mind, however, I loved baking desserts and pastries but that was usual the only thing I cooked so some foods like fish, I didn’t really know how to handle but I couldn’t wait to learn. 

I was excited about learning new things, it was always fun to expand my knowledge and while people called me a nerd for reading, I didn’t mind because my intelligence had no limit, unlike theirs. I was positive no man wanted a woman that didn’t know how to do anything, let alone read and write, and because I knew I could do both. What man wouldn’t be happy to be with me? Oh wait, I know what man wouldn’t… a man that would want their woman to be a virgin. I sighed, hunching over on the stool as I bowed my head and sat slumped amongst myself, I was going through a depression and I knew that if anyone went through what I went through, they would be going through depression too. 

The sick thought of a man getting off to a woman screaming and begging him to not hurt her was over sickening, I did all of those things and that seemed to only fuel his need even more, what a sick monster men are. I guess I couldn’t say that for them all of them, Ronald was amazing to Sandy, even without me having to be present whenever he was around, I knew he treated her like a queen. That’s all I could ever ask for: a man to treat me very well, even if I was now a whore. I gingerly touched the red bow with disgust, it sat so proudly within my ponytail and that disgusted me the most. 

I glanced around the basement kitchen again, it felt like everyone’s eyes were on me and to be honest, my eyes were on Ryan, the lucky bitch paraded around like she was the shit and I even caught her laughing at me when I winced after bending over to grab a cleaning pail. She was bubbly as usual but being so disrespectful, even going so far to shoulder bump me when I passed her on the way to the kitchen to check on the progress of my chocolate cake, she shoved me enough to make me run into a bunk railing. Today would make it the third day since what happened, the thoughts were still fresh and the reminders were still humiliating, I don’t know when I’ll get over this whole ordeal but I knew three days was just a start, it could last for a week as far as I’m sure, maybe even a couple of months. 

I pursed my lips once more, looking over at Ryan as she whispered with a couple of other girls as they all stared at me before laughing loudly, I was the topic of conversation and I wasn’t surprised. The fact that Ryan wasn’t presenting red bow was beyond me, she wasn’t even a virgin and she had sex with a complete stranger… and she’s not wearing a red bow, complete favoritism if you ask me. Ryan was three inches taller than me, putting her a little over five feet and she was beautiful with pretty, glossy auburn hair that fell in puffy waves down her shoulders. 

Her uniform was like mine but tighter around the waist, presenting her nice hips and rather slim backside, her face was between round and oval and her skin was so flawless that it put me and Sandy to shame. Not the slightest blemish, now that I had many covering my neck, as well as a bruised bite mark, covered her skin and that angered me, what made her so special? The white bow in her head, that’s what made her so special. I was nothing now, useless… other than men that would decide to buy a night or two with me, but I was lucky that Sandy kept her word and changed me out with other people. 

I twisted my lips, standing up and moving closer to my counter oven as I tried desperately to ignore the loud snickering and clear taunting I could hear across the room, it wasn’t fair. To make it worse, I was by myself with no one to take up for me when I needed it. Sandy had been out with Ronald the ENTIRE day, starting from yesterday night and I was sure she was going to be gone until tomorrow morning, and Paula was just MIA for some odd reason, no where in sight and I’ve looked for her so I knew she wasn’t anywhere near the basement. 

I was a little nervous because without Sandy around, anyone could decide to buy me for some hours or so and she wouldn’t be able to change it in time, it took at least a day at the most for us to be sold for the hours the person bought but if that person was lucky enough and a friend of Edith’s, they got express buying. I bit my lip, staring at the cake before deciding to pull it from the heat and let it cook without actually checking to see if the inside was finished or not. I pulled the hot pan out and sat it on the counter beside the counter oven, I stepped back and turned to take my seat once more.

“Alana,” Someone called, causing me to halt in my tracks as I turned to see what the person wanted, it was Jenny. She immediately cut her eyes away from me as I stared at her accusingly, she never did help me when I cried and begged her two while in the arms of my rapist, did she? “Edith wants to see you.”

Everyone’s eyes were on me, watching to see my next move, listening to hear my next words, even Ryan had shut her trap to listen to what was going on, the nosiest people are the worst, and this group was the worst because not only did Jenny say that in front of everyone, she said it with enough attitude to tell me and everyone else that something was going to happen when I went upstairs to see Edith. 

I nodded, going to take a seat on my stool once more because I wasn’t in a rush to see her, what more could she do to punish me, have another man rape me? Well, go ahead, he was the first but he probably won’t be the last to do it… so, go ahead. I was upset about the entire thing, but who wouldn’t be? I was the one that suffered and had to deal with this aftermath on my own, I had Sandy and Paula but that endearment only went so far because I knew they had their own lives and couldn’t worry about me forever.

“She wants you right now.” Jenny continued, reaching up and pushing a strand of hair out of her face. “You’re being bought for a night.”

Embarrassment and anger flooded within me, I swore I heard a hundred and one snickers and the quiet taunts of the other girls as I stared at Jenny with the hopes she was pranking me, I wasn’t worried about the girls and their insults, I wanted her to be lying to me as she stood before me with the same uniform on. This was impossible, Sandy always change my names with others but I guess since she was out the whole time, she didn’t have the chance and I wasn’t going to put blame on her because she had her own life and I probably would of done the same to my best, best friend. I took a deep breath before walking over to Jenny, it was like taking the walk of shame through the bunk area and each step made my stomach turn. 

I couldn’t help but think about the guy waiting for me, was he going to be fat? Skinny? Would he be kind? Gentle? Understanding? I clasped my hands before me and finished the walk, my head was bowed and I could just imagine the smug faces and the laughter echoing through the air as the taunting lingered in people’s heads, this wasn’t fair! This wasn’t suppose to happen to me! Jenny started up the stairs and I followed her, feeling the slightest relief that I was away from the others but there was still one more problem, I was going to be meeting up with a stranger and I was going to be laid on my back and forced to have sex with him, some life I have, right?

“Who is it?” I asked Jenny, not turning to look her way as I walked up the stairs slowly.

“I can’t give out valid information.” Jenny retorted, cutting her eyes at me before sneering a little. “You’re disgusting, you know that?”

“You have no room to talk, I wasn’t given a choice to have a red bow, unlike you.” I retorted back, stopping as we came to a stop at the lobby gate.

“Oh please, at least I wasn’t raped.” She said as if she was proud.

“Right, you gave yours up too willingly and was fucked by the whole town, yes?” I asked, stopping at the yellow tape on the floor before turning my attention away Jenny as she snorted then walked past me.

“Just like you will be soon, you cock-eating bitch. “ Jenny said, the insult stung a little but I didn’t show it as I balled my fist and glared at Edith.

“Jenny,” Jewels said suddenly, smiling as she walked forward, “treating the new slut well?” She asked, raising an eyebrow as she looked between Jenny and I. “You can’t call anyone a cock-eater when you was just guzzling down St-’

“Oh shut up, both of you two are as much as who-” Jenny started.

“Calling the kettle black, you ratchet cunt sucke- I started, cutting her off.

“We don’t have time for games.” Edith said, cutting everyone off, we all turned to glare at her. “Whore, go to room Seven.” Edith said.

I took a deep breath to calm myself as I gulped before heading that way with all the confidence I could muster, I every step made my body want to wither up, I encouraged myself to go to the room as I walked closer, I really wanted to turn around and run back to the basement, I’m still a little sore so it might not be a run but more of a jog. I stared at the large black seven on the door before raising my fist and hesitantly knocking slowly at first but I managed to put a little power in it so it didn’t sound so dreaded, my breath was knocked from me as my knuckles hit the cheap wood with a little more force. 

I took a large step back and looked down at the carpet floor as the door opened gracefully, I slowly looked up and stared in astonishment as I took in the naked upper chest before me carefully, his abs were nicely chiseled and his masculine pecs appeared so divine, but to make it worse, a tiny trail of hair lead into the gray sweatpants he wore. This man was of complete muscle, it was as if God took a large muscle and carved him to everyday perfection, his skin was slightly tanned but not overbearing. I nervously chewed my bottom lip as I decided to lift my eyes higher and look at the large man as whole, my eyes ran over his brawny neck and wide shoulders, and I felt my legs shake a little as lust surged through me like an ocean wave, he was delicious.

“Come in.” His voice was deep and penetrating, making me finally look at his face as I stared longingly at his sexy body frame, for the moment I forgot that this man took advantage of his power, strength, and authority to hurt me the way he did. “I won’t hurt you this time, I promise.”

Chapter Six: Alana: Just As Everything Is Going Good

I took a heavy breath, staring at him unsurely as I clasped my hands before me and looked up and down the hall for a quick escape route since I knew that asking Edith or Jenny for help was out of the question, I didn’t want to embarrass myself more by doing such a stupid thing twice. I looked back at my rapist as he moved aside and beckoned me inside with his head, the truth was that I didn’t have a choice and while I liked to think I did, I knew I didn’t. I stepped in slowly, unsure of his real intentions as I stared him up and down curiously, expecting him to slam the door and lock the latch so I couldn’t escape. Instead, he gently closed the door behind me and walked past me and to the bed, as he passed me, I pulled myself taunt so that we wouldn’t touch because I really didn’t want this monster anywhere near me. 

I gulped audibly, easily catching his attention as he sat on the end of the bed and stared at me with a blank expression. His sunglasses sat on nightstand by the large bed with the legs already open so he could easily slide them on his face, it was amusing to me that he wasn’t wearing them but who was I to judge? I was about to be taken advantage of again and because I had a red bow, there was nothing I could do about it once more. 

 I pursed my lips, stranding still as I kept my hands clasped before me, I was very uncomfortable and couldn’t help taking cautious glances around the suite as the large man before me stared me up and down with a look of hunger. I knew this was going to happen, there was no way that it wasn’t and now that it was, I was completely terrified and I was ready to make a break for it.

“I was told you called for me, Sir?” I whispered fearfully, not looking up to meet his eyes.

“I wanted to talk to you, if you don’t mind sitting with me.” He said, his voice so stern and almost daring me to refuse him, something I knew wasn’t an option.

“About?” I pressed on, taking a nervous step back to the door as he stood and looked me up and down. 

“What happened between us, I want to apologize for the way I acted.” He stood and held his hand to me, I stared at it. “And I would like to make it up to you, I heard you from a little birdie that you now have to wear a red bow, and I apologize. I’m talked to Edith about it, I’m going to get your white bow back. In the mean time, come to me.” I was froze.

When he realized I wasn’t going to come to him, he moved to me in a swift motion and grabbed me by the biceps gently and pulled me to the bed, I had no choice but to follow him as I stood stiff once more, just like the first time when he raped me and left me to be embarrassed by everyone else. My lip started to quiver and I viciously bit down on it so that I wouldn’t cry, I stared up at him with pleading eyes because I was scared that if I talked, my voice would crack and tears would pour from my eyes and I didn’t want to show him the weakness I still managed to find within myself, including the depression and confusion. 

He gently sat me on the bed, his hands moved swiftly as he started to pull down the shoulders of my uniform, I looked down at him with my mouth slightly agape as he leaned forward and captured my lips before I could react and pull away from him. His tongue slid into my mouth as he worked my uniform down my arms, my breast popped out and were at full display without my uniform keeping them restrained, his hand snaked down and cupped my left boob gently. The feeling of his warm hand encasing my boob felt amazing but the reminder of what his hands could do sent a fearful chill down my spine, I went to pull away and fell back onto the bed as he followed me and now laid atop of me.

“W-Wait…” I stammered, finally finding my voice as I pushed him away but it was no use. “Don’t do this, please, not again.” I cried out in a rather mellow voice.

“Close your eyes.” He whispered gently in my ear and it made me shiver.

“I… I don’t wanna do this.” I whimpered, my heart was beating fast with fear as he worked on pulling down my stockings next.

“Hush, just close your eyes.” He ordered once more.

I did so, squeezing my eyes tightly closed so I wouldn’t have to see him ravishing my body, I easily felt his warm, large hands trailing along my arms and legs before making it back to my breast and groping them lightly. I could feel his large tool between my legs, pushing against me eagerly as my heart raced in my chest. I could hear his pants being undone as silence filled the air, other than his butterfly kisses that he left on my face and neck, I knew that time was coming and I squeeze myself the best I could so he couldn’t slip in, but he still slid himself in. I felt fear and tears squeeze out my tightly closed eyes, Mr. Alther’s fingers touched my face and I realized that he was still being very gentle. 

My hole felt weird as it expanded to take his big girth, there was a little pinch of pain but it quickly subsided. I felt his fingers trial down my neck and toward my nipples, I whimpered as I felt tingles go down my back and toward my private area. He pinched my nipples gently before sliding down my body slightly and sucking them gently without pulling his cock out of me, he was so angled that it was weird but he was sucking on my breast anyway and it felt amazing. I gasped in pleasure as he grinded himself inside me. I felt him moving inside me when he started to move in and out gently, I moaned as Mr. Alther pushed in and out over and over, slowly, I started to get hot from it. He bumped places inside me as he moved at a nice rhythm, when he hit a certain spot, I screamed as waves of pleasure went up and down my spine.

‘No, you can’t like that.’ I kept telling myself as my back arched, more waves of pleasure flowing through me.

“Do you like what I’m doing?” Mechanically, I nodded as he continued to hump my body greedily.

I gasped and grasped the sheets under me while he cherished my body and made me feel amazing. Suddenly, he groaned and jabbed hard in my certain place again. I screamed in pleasure and arched my back, I felt something egress from me and started to push against Mr. Alther’s chest. I cried in pleasure as he grinded himself against me again. Suddenly, I couldn’t breath as a heavy weight sat on top of me, juices flew in me like the night before but… this was different.

“God, you’re amazing .” He whispered to me, pulling out and rolling on his side so he was still looking at me as I dosed off.

I opened my eyes I heard something moving behind my back, I jumped and turned to see Sandy holding a child, the child couldn’t of been older than three and it was a boy from the dark blue it was wearing. Sandy was laughing and holding him out to me, I gasped as I quickly picked up the little guy before my body could of told me to, I cradled the baby close as I gently rocked him, the feeling of his tiny body and his warmth was enthusiastic. 

He was a beautiful little guy with big eyes, god, what a beautiful child. I smiled as I touched his hair, feeling the softness of his little fuzz, that’s when I felt something touch my leg and looked down to see another child, he had my brown eyes and was looking up at me with such a innocent look… was he mine? I wasn’t sure as I leaned down and sat the child beside the other one as Sandy touched my shoulder, grabbing my attention.

“I’ve missed you, I brought some food for the dinner.”

“Thanks.” What dinner?

“I can’t believe it, Ronald and I are actually going to be spending Thanksgiving as a couple! It’s that amazing and with our second child, god, life has been great for the two of us, I’m so happy that we’re not dealing with Ms. Edith, anyway, off that topic because it’s stupid, I wanted to tell you about that cake I had got from Truth, you’d never believe that bi… girl sent me a cake, she even popped up at the house trying to claim that it was an accident, I gave it back to her because I didn’t trust her, I was holding RJ in my hands at the time and she had the nerve to ask me if it was Ronald’s, I said yea you dumb bitc… girl!” Sandy was obviously pissed and the sound of Truth’s name made my skin crawl, ugh, she’s such a bitch.

“Why is she so obsessed with you and Ronald, maybe it’s because she never found anyone at the Hotel Motel, and Ronald didn’t want her.” I heard myself say, right… she doesn’t have anyone yet does she.

“She met some guy while she was with Ronald and after he took me from the Hotel Motel, I heard that she was still seeing the guy so I guess they broke up or something, I just know that I have nothing to do with that and she better stay away from my family.”

“Totally agree with you on that.” I said as I felt my body move and realized I was walking as the scene around me started to fill in.

I was walking inside of someone’s house, perhaps mine or Sandy’s, but it let me know who’s it was because I saw a large wedding picture in black in white, I could make out me but I couldn’t tell who the person in the tuxedo was because there was a large black strip over his eyes, eyebrows, and nose, not letting me see who it was. All I knew was that they had a strong jaw with a very dangerous, muscular build. I continued to walk with Sandy beside me, she was suddenly nursing on a slice of freshly-made Pumpkin Pie with a secret thing ingredient that I wouldn’t tell. I smiled as she ate it, mumbling about how good it was and how she was going to blow up because it was her fourth slice.

“What did you put in it?” Sandy asked, smiling at me as we walked.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I asked, smiling as I shook my head to indicate that she wasn’t going to get it out of me.

“Oh come on! It’s good! Tell me!” She said, grabbing my arm as I rolled my eyes and shook my head again, mouthing “Nope.”.

“Awe! Meanie!”

“Alana, love, what are y-” My eyes closed as I went to turn and look at my husband.

I rolled over into a cold empty spot, a little pain ran through my lower stomach but it quickly disappeared as I looked around the room while trying to remember what exactly happened last night. I laid under the thick comforter, I felt so warm and snuggled more into the bed as I noticed the closed bathroom door, the main door was also closed and it was mostly empty except for me still lingering in the room. Speaking of lingering, a masculine scent was mostly faded but still strong enough for me to smell the cologne, I sighed as I took a deep breath and savored the smell of a man that rocked my body in all the right places. 

My back felt sore but I figured it was normal, my neck was throbbing in a couple of areas but I figured that was normal as well and didn’t pay it any mind as I sat up slowly and slipped from under the sheets as something slowly crept down my leg, it felt warm and stuck around my thighs. I teetered for a second before grabbing onto the bedpost and correcting my composure, the same gap feeling was back but it wasn’t as painful or terribly screaming at me whenever I moved a muscle from below my waist, I looked to the vanity to see a small cardboard box laying on a clean, nicely pressed uniform just for me.

 I felt hope encase me as I noticed something very familiar, I picked up the white bow and took a deep gulp before smiling lightly, he made Edith give me a white bow like he said he would! I sat the bow back and moved to the bathroom to clean myself up. I washed myself thoroughly before looking my body over, I was sprouting a couple of hickeys and tiny bruises around my neck and hips but that was mostly it, I was rather surprised that there weren’t more and decided that I saw my body enough before walking out the bathroom to get dressed. I took my time putting on my uniform, I stood in front of the vanity and inspected myself a little more, I was lucky that he cared about my status, my eyes kept falling on the white bow. 

I exited Room Seven with the cardboard box that had my name on it, I couldn’t fight the grin on my face as I reached up and fixed a couple of hairs that were all over my head from my sleep, I walked with more grace than usual and I knew everyone would know everything went well this time. I felt amazing at the moment, my head was on straight and I had just got done having the best sex with my own rapist,

tragic pleasure

. I entered the reception office, not paying Edith or Jenny any attention as I walked straight to the stairs to tell Sandy about what happened, I couldn’t wait to tell her about this encounter and that I had my white bow back!

       

       

        

Alana and Sandy sat on Sandy’s bunk Indian-style while talking about Ronald Ridget and Mr. Alther, both ate out the box filled with varieties of chocolates.

“Sandy… is it wrong for me to say that I enjoyed it? The second time?” Alana asked, twirling her fingers in her lap nervously.

“Of course not! It’s common!” Sandy said, smacking Alana’s arm gently.

Alana gave her a small unsure smile before nodding as if she accepted Sandy’s answer, she reached in the chocolate box and pulled out a mysterious one that was thrown randomly inside the cardboard box. The candies were mixed around, it had to be more than fifteen inside the box.

“Alana, I love Ronald, he’s funny… an amazing person! Oh, he bought me two pairs of earrings! I was so shocked when he showed me them, look.” Sandy reached over and grabbed two baggies, one pair of earrings in each.

“Wow, these are beautiful.” Alana sat her piece of chocolate with a peanut on the inside down and grabbed the baggies.

“I know right… he said he’s going to come and get me and take me to see that new movie that came out, it’s called

Dearest Love

.“ Sandy said in a dreamy voice.

“Hmm… sounds like a nice movie.” Alana tried hard to hide her sadness.

It’s been two days and now… She’s starting to question her future. Will there be a chance that she fall in love? Will she love this person if she do? She bit her lip nervously and shoved another piece of chocolate in her mouth, chewed the chocolate-covered almond truffle, and swallowed it.

‘I hate being jealous.’ Alana thought as she looked at the smiling Sandy as she looked at her own gifts.

“Yea, I wanted to ask if you could come but…” She trialed off, looking through the pieces of heart-shaped chocolates.

“Hm? Oh, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine staying here.” Alana mumbled, picking out another piece of chocolate and placing it in her mouth.

“You sure, I can still ask Ronald.”

“No, it’s okay, I don’t wanna be a bother on your date. Don’t.” Alana said, grabbing two pieces of mysterious chocolate and quickly shoving them in her mouth.

“Why not?”

“Because, it’s your date, not mine. Go, have fun, come home, tell me all about it.” Alana said, smiling.

“Well… if you’re sure about this.”

“I am, have fun Sandy, have a lot of fun.” Alana said with a wink, right when Sandy turned around and walked away, her smile dropped.

She put the rest of the chocolate away for later and went of taking a quick nap, she laid back and stared at the empty bunk above her… her mind wondered.

’A grand door stood in front of Alana just a few steps away. Alana looked around the room as it slowly started to settle in, the light shined as she started to walk. She walked as if she knew where she was going, Alana heard soft clicking as she walked toward the door, she glanced down and took in the pretty white dress, beautiful white gloves that matched, she also wore a pair of black and white heels

. She felt beautiful. Blue Chrysanthemums, Pink Hydrangeas, Purple Rhododendrons, White Magnolias, and other beautiful flowers coated a beautiful, stone path that lead to a big fountain. 

She glanced back when she heard a tiny, small giggle evaporate in the air as something headed her way from inside the house. She leaned down and swooped up the running toddler as it raced into her arms, she kissed its pixel face as bright green eyes shined into her brown ones, she didn’t know what the baby would looked like, there for she couldn’t only hope that she loved the baby’s father deeply.’ and loved, something she wanted to feel for the longest. She grinned and pushed doors open, she gasped as she took in the most beautiful sight.

         

           

                      ~~~~~~The Next Morning~~~~~~~~

ALANA’S P.O.V.

The sun was bright and shined down on us as we stood in front of the motel, my second time seeing the outside of Ms. Edith’s Hotel Motel . I was wearing my ugly uniform while Sandy was wearing a beautiful dress, gloves, earrings that Ronald had gave her as a gift before, and heels that easily and quickly put Jewels to shame. 

I tearfully smiled at Sandy as she handed Ronald Ridget her small bag filled with the tiny amount of things that she had, today was the day that she and Ronald get to spend the rest of their lives together in a big beautiful house and with many children to come, along with a dog or cat, probably a large fence and most definitely in a large, beautiful, comfortable bed, while I’m still stuck here, by myself . My

sister

is leaving, for good and she won’t be back anytime… ever. 

As much as I wanted to grab her by her hair and pull her back into the motel, I fought that urge because she was happy. I wanted to not be selfish, and that meant watching her drive down the road in the passenger seat of Ronald’s car. I pulled Sandy into a tight hug, I clutched her tightly because I was scared of letting go, she quickly returned my hug before pulling away and turning to Ronald, who smiled and nodded for her while leaning against his car.

“I’m going to miss you so much, I love you, Alana.” I smiled and bit my bottom lip, I was so close to telling her that she don’t have to go.

“I’m going to miss you too, and I love you too, Sandy. Be safe, Sis, please.” I said, grabbing her hand.

“W… when you fall in love… don’t… don’t throw our friendship aside, okay? I’ll understand if a great distance is put between us but we’ll write and visit each other every once in a while, you’re the nicest friend I ever had around Lovell, even when we both know how people really are around her. Oh, and I promise, next time I’ll kill Truth, you won’t be able to hold me back.”

Sandy was glowing beyond shine, Ms. Edith was standing with a couple of other girls with a grimace look on her old, wrinkled face, Truth was standing with the other girls and I watched while she tried to catch Ronald’s attention of course. I glared at Truth as she blew Ronald a kiss, who shook his head in utter disgust, Truth turned and walked off, catching my glare. I turned my attention back to Sandy, who smiled sadly at me, I clutched her hand tightly without any thought of letting go, she noticed.

“I love you Alana, and soon, we’ll see each other, I bet.” Sandy whispered to me, I released her hand hesitantly.

“I know, I’ll see you soon. Sandy, don’t let anyone get near him, they’ll try and take him. Don’t get to upset either, he loves you. “ I whispered to her as she nodded and turned to Ronald.

“I guess this is it.” She whispered, giving me my seventeenth or so tight hug.

“Yes, it is… be safe, I love you girl.” I said, smiling as she pulled away and walked to Ronald.

“I love you too, this is goodbye.” Sandy said, giving me another sad smile as Ronald met her halfway.

“For now.” I added as I took a step away.

“For now.” Sandy agreed, smiling as she hugged Ronald.

“You’re always welcome to visit.” Ronald said, reaching his hand to me.

I shook it. “Hurt her, I’ll cut you.” I said, not playfully as he took it though.

When he released my hand, I drug a slice motion around the genital area with a innocent smile on my face. Ronald took a noticeable gulp as Sandy giggled and placed her hand on his, they were so perfect together, she belong happy with him, even if that means leaving me in the process. I started to tear up but quickly pushed it down as I stared at the two, I glanced back at Ms. Edith to see her picking at her nails with a irritated look, of course she wasn’t happy with Ronald taking her “secretary”. I turned back to Sandy as she giggled and patted his chest lovingly.

“She’s kidding.” Sandy said as I faked a laugh and waited for Sandy to look at Ronald as he stared at me with a unsure smile.

When Sandy wasn’t looking, I glared at Ronald with the look of “try me” and he licked his lips nervously. He nodded fearfully and walked to the passenger seat and opened it as Sandy climbed inside, I smiled. He then jogged to the driver’s side and climbed inside, the car started as I waved. I could see Sandy and him kiss as he spun his wheels while going toward the dirt road that all the girls, including me, hoped that they would go down and never return, throwing small rocks and dust in the air. I smiled and flared my arm in a wave as Sandy climbed out the passenger side window and waved at me… I had to be strong now. I’m on my own with my own mind, not two. I’m pretty sure Ms. Edith is going to make sure that there are no more black girls here, when I leave, she’s going to replace me with a white girl too.

I felt my heart stop as the bumper started to disappear down the dirt road then my heart dropped low in my chest, I hiccupped quietly. Everyone but me started to file in to finish working, I wanted to scream for Sandy to come back but I held myself together. I had to be strong because I was in deep trouble without Sandy, I always relied on her but now it’s time to learn to rely on myself. I still couldn’t think of life without Sandy, but now, it was so real. I felt my tear that I held back so long slowly run down my cheek as the dust settled, I quickly wiped away the tear. I wiped my hand on my dress and sniffed, I was having a breakdown, a bad breakdown. I looked down the road and saw nothing, they were gone, I could feel another run down my other cheek as I released a sob and quickly wiped away the falling tears as they kept coming nonstop. 

Sandy’s gone.

She’s gone.

                            End of Part One

Part Two: Amend