The knight who saved me

When the knight walks in

I had been here for eight years, I've been sold in auctions and also somehow made it back to the same place. For a while they would take me off the drugs, but always put me back on them. This is the one day they took me off. Now people wonder when I say they who do I mean the thing is is that I don't know, the they would be the people keeping me here. Today they showered me and rubbed lotion on my body. They made sure I smelt and looked my best, for what I didn't know. I was laying in the bed just about to go to sleep and then he walked in. Tall, fair skin, and oh so gorgeous green eyes. He looked over me and yelled Shit, in English. He was American, the first American I had seen in all my years here.

"Is there a problem sir?" One of the Italian workers asked.

"Yes, I can't take her here I want to buy her and take her home with me."

"I'll shall talk with Juan. " The man came up to me and gently touched my broken hair.

"I'm going to get you out of here. I promise."

"Pppleaase don't promise." It took most of my strength just to say that sentence.

"Okay then, I will get you out of here though."

"Hello Peter I hear you would like to take home this bellissima girl."

"Yes I do."

"How much."

" £2,000"

"For this girl?"

"Yes." The men exchanged looks and then he nodded.

"Get her out of here then." Peter came and gently picked me up. He pulled me to his chest and carried me out of this hell.

"I told you I would. You're American and I will bring you home with me when the movie is over." I just nodded and snuggled closer to his chest. He carried me out into the cold Italian air and I shivered.

"I will make sure you never end up in a place like that again! I promise I will take care of you." He talked to me like I was an equal, like I was important.

"Look I know you don't have energy but what is your name?"

"Annabelle." I managed to whisper.

"Annabelle, you're beautiful, Annabelle." That was a word I hadn't heard in forever, beautiful, was I really beautiful? I closed my eyes and let him carry me where ever.

I awoke to sunlight streaming in through the curtains, and a man starring at me. He was my knight, my knight in shinning armor. He saved me. I looked up at him and smiled.

"Good morning." He walked over to me with a tray full of eggs, bacon, fruits, and toast.

"I know it's a lot, you don't have to eat all of it but eat what you can." His voice was full of concern and his eyes were gentle. Nothing like those who had bought me before. I gratefully took the tray and started to eat the eggs. The were warm and fluffy. The bacon crisp, and the fruit juicy and ripe. I ate and ate, I thought I had eaten all of it and the plate once I was full, but when I looked at it I had only eaten a small portion of the eggs, a piece of bacon, and a couple pieces of fruit. I hadn't even touched the toast and I couldn't even take another bite. Peter, I think that was his name, chuckled and looked pleased.

"Well you ate more than I thought you would." I blushed slightly, I ate more than I should. I started to cry softly and he rushed to my side, he removed the tray and pulled me into his arms. He pulled my head against his chest as he stroked my hair.

"My dear please what is wrong?"

"I'm sorry I ate more than I should have."

"No my dear eat as much as you want I just didn't think you would eat as much as you did I'm glad you eat as much as you did." I looked up at him my hair slightly covering my face. He gently tucked it behind my ear and kissed my head.