Kitten

Secrete Thoughts

He takes my back to his house. It's gairded and people stare. I know I'm dirty and my clothes are old. My blonde hair is knotted and my body feels weak. "It is safe here. I've had my gaurds already find you clothes you will find them in the bathroom. Along with any other products they thought were the best. Take your time, then we will talk." 

The water is warm and I love it. I slide down the wall after washing off and just sit. I sit until the water turns cold and I've cried out all my tears. I finally crawl my way out and dry off. I run my hand over the boyshirts and slip them on. I haven't wore underwear in a long time, I wasn't allowed. The bra is soft, it's a sports bra but it's better then what I could have asked for. I slide on the soft pink shirt and the black leggings. I slip on the socks and a pair of lightweight shoes. I take my time brushing my hair and braiding it into two french braids. There's even makeup. I put on foundation and try to make myself look alive with blush, eye shadow, and mascara. I take a deep breath and gather the dirty items and set them in the basket. I feel more scared then ever, because I know this won't last. 

Luca P.OV.

I hit the fucking jackpot running into her. A deer in headlights but I still stopped and thought about what to do. I saw Vcotrs fat face down the side walk and knew she wasn't safe. Russians were nothing but trouble and I fucking loved trouble. I brought her here, that was a mistake. She's been showering for hours, and I pretended not to hear her cry. I feel for her, because fuck that man. My sister, was Ina similair situation and that's why I can't not help her. She stops through the doorway and damn I knew she looked great before but she's running now. She's clearly underfed, but I can fix that. I know who her father is, just by her first name. And I also know her brother died a few months ago. "I'm sorry I took so long." "Nonsense." I wave her off. "I want to tell you something. And you may want to sit down. It's about your brother." she stand straigher. "He's dead isn't he? He told me but I thought he was lying." "Ariella I'm sorry…" she forced a smile. Her eyes water slightly. "it's okay. I can still find somewhere I.." "you can stay here. Plenty of space. In return I will need information from time to time." She nods quickly. "Thank you." She looks awkward, like she wants to hug me. She doesn't, and part of me is greatful. "There a room connected to mine, the doors connect but lock from either side. Come." I show her the room. It's not nearly as big as mine but it will do. "I will take you shopping tommrow. To get you clothes." Her hand runs over the picture I have on the desk. "It's me and my sister two years ago. Before she was killed." "By who?" "I don't want to get into it."