Rosa

chapter 13

ROSALINE                       

 The girls came back, and I told them I wasn’t going to be working at Pulack, I showed them the paper too

‘’What happened?, what did you do?’’ Sky asked, ‘’nothing, Don Alessandro just said he doesn’t want to see me’’ I said

 I wasn’t going to tell them Stefano kissed me, and stuffs like that, I didn’t need anyone else to call me a prostitute

‘’But why Raw club?’’ Min A asked, ‘’what is wrong with the club?’’ I asked, and the three girls glanced at each other.

‘’Well’’ Min A started, ‘’Raw club is a normal club, you have the bartenders, the strippers, some prostitutes and of course lots of men’’ she continued. ‘’It depends on what Don Alessandro tells them you are, if he says you are a bartender, then you work at the bar’’ Sky said

‘’The worst set are the prostitutes, as there are just a few of them’’ Mabel said, ‘’every man trying to grope a lady’’ she continued

By now I was scared, because he already called me a prostitute, I was scared of what would happen tomorrow

 I walked into Raw club, ‘’your name?’’ a man asked, ‘’Rosaline’’ I answered, ‘’follow me’’ he said, walking into the building

We got into a big white room and other girls were doing their make up, ‘’sit’’ a woman’s voice rang

I sat down as she caked my face and styled my hair into two ponytails and she added pink extension to my hair before curling it  

By the time I was done, I was given some piece of clothes to wear. The first one looked like a bra, but it had no cloth to cover the breast region, meaning my boobs would be exposed, then a very short pleated skirt

‘’Three more minutes’’ a voice rang out.

Memories of how I was sold came rushing, except this time, I was wearing next to nothing and I wasn’t being sold.

I hurriedly wore the clothes and I looked at myself in the mirror, I was disgusted. ‘’I was really a prostitute now’’ I thought as I walked out of the room to a very big club, with some ladies dancing on the stage

‘’Go to that table’’ a woman told me, pointing at a table, where eight men sat. As I walked towards them, feeling ashamed and shy altogether, they looked at me as if I was food to eat.