20: Locker Room (Part 2)

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(Heyy y'all! So I knew you were going to request a part 2 so I made it before hand :) so ur reading what past Astrid wrote. Bc the title don't make sense it will in one of the parts.)

Biana

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I woke up on the floor, feeling uncomfortable and stiff.

Ah sh*t!

Class!

Ugh, so much for sky rocketing grades.

Wait-

What the frick am I wearing?

Maid outfit?

Seriously?

Wait-

Who changed me?!

And where am I?!

I looked around the room.

It was a dusty attic-

I had to get outta there- quick.

But as I tried to get up, I realized-

My arms and legs were blinded with rope,

Immobilizing me.

"Argh! Who's there?!"

I regretted my words immeadiately as the boy from earlier stepped out from the shadows.

Before I could say anything,

He snatched a thick roll of duct tape from a small round table and approached me.

"Shut up."

I felt my lips clamp together as he roughly stuck the tape on my face.

"Mmmph!"

He rolled his eyes.

"Better keep quiet. Don't forget I have this. And I'm not afraid to use it."

He pulled out a knife.

I glared holes into him.

"Ugh, you're already getting annoying. And that's when you can't talk. I'm planning on selling you at a bidding convention, so I won't have to deal with you anyways.Hopefully I can get some decent money for you. You're quite cute actually- and you have a nice body."

He walked out the room.

Fat tears began rolling down my cheeks.

What would I do now?

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The Next Day

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"Wake up! Wake up! Wake uuuuuuppp!"

I opened my eyelids, sighing when I saw the guy who had abducted me.

Wishing it were someone else.

He grabbed me and threw me in a car.

"Mmmph!"

"Shut up or I use this!"

He held a knife to my throat, and I surrendered.

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At the auction, I was placed in a small cage, like some animal.

"1000 for the girl!"

"10,000, beat that!"

Someone slammed his fist on his desk.

"100,000!"

All the others surrendered, and I was taken with the shady man.

I was given a job as his son's personal maid, and was given a small bed in one of the many rooms in the mansion.

"Now go, he's in his room."

I sighed.

This was my life now.

Working away as a maid.

Wait-

"Tam?!"

"Biana? Why are you here? Most importantly, what are you wearing?!"

I looked down.

I was wearing a maid dress, complete with an apron and short black skirt.

My face burned.

"Um- well.."

(Part 3??..???.————————>)


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