I Ain't All Bad-Jelena Fanfiction

Chapter 3

Selena's POV

I was thrown into the van and Dave got into the driver's seat as Phil stayed at the back with me. I flinched as the van began to move. I felt Phil's eyes on me and looked at him as a demonic smile was plastered on his filthy face.

"St-Stop looking at me" I said moving away from him.

I felt my body being slammed against the door of the van which made me hiss in pain.

"Listen here, you little bitch!!!, you're in my territory now, so you can't tell me what the fuck I shouldn't do... that is until you get another fucking owner" he screamed in my face.

"What-What do you m-" I began but couldn't finish because of my sobs.

"It fucking means that you will be working at the night club I own and when someone feels that you're worth it and buys you, they will be your owner, so you'll basically be your true self, a slut" he said carelessly. My puffy eyes widened at his words.

He then begins to drag his index finger on my stomach. "Please, I'm begging you, don't touch me" I said in a helpless state.

"Shut up!" he snapped. "Remember who owns you now" he chuckled. He then dragged his finger on my inner thigh.

I immediately kicked him in his groin and spat in his face, he bent over in pain and I carefully watched his actions.

"Bitch!!" he scowled and slapped me sending me straight to the floor of the moving vehicle. He then punched me in my face, I think the pain was unbearable because I immediately passed out.

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I woke up to some chattering, when I opened my eyes, I noticed I was on a couch at the end of the room and around 15 girls were walking around either applying make-up, perfume or fixing their hair and some of them were topless (no shirt, no bra).

I got up wincing in pain. it seemed none of them acknowledged my presence until a deep woman's voice spoke up.

"You're new here" she stated rather than asked.

I looked at the site of the couch and saw a blonde, she looked at least 25 years old. She wore a black lacy bra and matching thong.

"I-I really don't know what's going on" I said as I felt tears began to fall.

"you need to cover that black eye and get dressed" she said shrugging.

"I got up and looked at myself in one of the mirrors and to be honest I looked fudged up.

" I don't wanna be here "I said as tears began pouring out of my eyes.

" oh sweetie, I know, but no one really wants to be be here once your in Phil's possession, you're like a sex slave and there's no way out"she explained as she took my hand and picked up a bag from Victoria's Secret.

I pulled out the piece of material and eyed it with disgust. It was a black and pink bikini top and matching boy shorts.

I asked the girl her name and it was Cassie and she told me just to look bold, keep my face emotionless but whatever I do do not refuse to go up or else I would have to face the consequences.

When she walked on the little stage, I watched what she did, she done a little dance on the silver pole and walked to the crowd of men that stuffed money in her bra and underwear.

It was my turn and I walked towards the pole and walked around it and then walked back in.

I wanted to scream my lungs out, so that everything would be over and by over I mean dying.

I saw Phil stomping towards me, "What the hell was that? he said.

Before I could react there was a loud explosion. Everyone else snapped their head towards the stage and saw a one of the strippers/prostitute was shot in her head and dead.I began panicking, I could get away, right?

Phil gripped my arm and watched as everyone in the club rushing towards the door since a fire had started.

I ripped my arm from Phil and began running where my feet would take me.

I stopped when I reached a door but it wouldn't open.I turned back around and saw I was surrounded by a circle of fire. I grabbed a robe that I saw hanging from the wall and wrapped it around my body.O began to feel lightheaded from all the smoke I was inhaling and found myself dropping to the floor, then someone picked me up in their arms and I completely blacked out.