When I woke up I could barely move. My eyes were blurry and I couldn't talk. My head was pounding so bad I couldn't think. It felt like a hangover from fucking hell but worse. I tried moving a little at a time. My hand slid across soft fabric. I kept feeling around me, and my eyes started to focus. I saw black hair. My heart rate increased.
I lifted myself up as high as I could. I could see Lily coming around too. I tried to say her name so she knows I'm there. It took about four tries before a soft raspy whisper came out 'Lily'. I hear a moan and can tell she's trying to talk too.
After a while we could move and see. We were laying on a bed in a small bedroom. We tried to stand but we couldn't yet. We were still in the 'clothes' we left the auction in.
It took awhile and several attempts to finally stand up. It took even longer before we could move around the room while holding the bed. I was now able to make it to the door. I tried to open it, but it was locked. So then I decided banging on it as hard as I could. No one opened the door. All I achieved getting a bigger headache and making my hand sore.
The bedroom we are in has a bathroom with a shower. The bed in the room was big and the only furniture in the room. It had white satin sheets, and a soft white faux fur comforter. Well it doesn't have the smell real fur has so I'm guessing it's not the real thing. We settled on the bed and held each other. We sat like this for hours. Left to worry about what will happen to us.After hours we settled a bit and decided it was safe to talk. We talked about our lives before all this.
"I lived in Chicago, Illinois." Lily started her story and looked at me with big watery gray eyes. "I am or...w... was a college student. I was attending a good school to be a chemist. I had to work hard to pay for it. I got scholarships, grants, and loans to pay for it." As she went on you could see anger and despair flicker in her eyes.
"I was getting good grades. It was just me and my mom. My dad left my mom before she had me. He didn't want to be 'burdened' with a kid so young. He gave up rights, and she never heard from him again. Our life was not easy growing up. I spent a lot of time alone because my mom worked so much just to keep an apartment. I started working as soon as I was able. School was a priority, and I love learning. Even with all the working I maintained good grades. I worked two jobs on top of a full time class schedule. My mom and I had to work hard just to have the little bit that we had." She let out a shaky sob and then took a few breaths.
"It was at my second job that led to my kidnapping. I got a waitress job at a small corner bar. I was trying to do something out of my comfort zone. I wanted to be more social but it's...difficult for me. A, I guess you could say friend, had mentioned that a job had opened up at the bar where she worked. So I got this job which forced me to interact with other people. I was doing pretty good there. I was just starting to get comfortable with the people there. Even though they sometimes took advantage of me. I was closing the bar. I should have made the others stay with me, but I didn't. They often talked me into finishing the closing by myself. After finishing everything inside I would save taking the trash with me when I left. I went to throw away a trash bag when someone grabbed me from behind." She cried some more and I held her tight. "I woke up later with another girl, and a younger guy tied up in a warehouse. Then some men took me and the other girl in a truck to the place where I met you. I don't know what happened to the boy." She started to cry some more.
Then I told her about my family. "My dad, mom, brother, and I lived in St. Louis. My mother calls me a 'change of life baby' or her 'miracle baby' because she had me after 40. I was surprise to say the least. My parents had struggled to conceive, and said they were lucky they had my brother. They had given up on having anymore babies. Then one day my mom fainted at work. She was 41. Though they were excited about getting to have another baby her pregnancy with me was not ideal. However I turned out utterly fabulous." I smile and flip my hair when I say that. It causes Lily to giggle and smile. It was nice to see her smile.
"I can't lie, I am a spoiled brat. As I got older my parents were not around much. I don't blame them. My dad hand just retired and they wanted some them time. So I had a lot of freedom, and took advantage of it while in high school. So grades where not my main concern. My brother is 10 years older than me. He is married, and he and his wife where expecting a baby. I had no plan for what I wanted to do or who I wanted to become. I was abducted doing something I knew I shouldn't." I got sad knowing I won't get to see my niece or nephew. I was really looking forward to being a 'cool aunt'. I shake that thought away and tell her about how I ended up here.
"I was with a bunch of other girls who were older. They got me into a big club even though I was too young. We were dancing and drinking. Some of the other girls had found guys to take home. I got completely wasted. I honestly have no idea how I ended up the way I did. I am sure I had a spiked drink. Since I couldn't buy my own I would take whatever was offered to me. I was dumb, and never thought for a moment that this would happen to me. I woke up in a van..." After telling our sad stories we both fell asleep.
We are woken up by the door being opened and a lady pushing a cart with food on it. In the doorway watching us are two very large scary looking men. The lady points to the bottom of the cart. Where there are towels and soap. She didn't say anything, but we figured out what it meant. They wanted us to shower.
So we ate, and then we both showered. We noticed what they didn't give us any clothes. I couldn't put the filthy and ptsd inducing bra and panties back on. So we just used the towels as clothes. I know we are both thinking that them having us shower means that they are going to come for us. We both know what it means if they do. Again we are left to wait. This has to be some kind of psychological torture tactic. Just leaving us here to think about the awful things they will do to us. Our imaginations completely spiraling out of control.
Since there is nothing for us to do here we lay back on the bed. After a few minutes of silence I can hear Lily quietly crying. I wrap my arms around her and try to comfort her. A minute later she starts to chuckle. This totally threw me off. Lily has cracked.
"Lily?" I am trying to ask if she is ok just by saying her name.
"You know what?" she giggles and snorts. "I have never even had sex with a man before....PFFT." Holy shit! Not sure why she thinks that is so funny.
"You're a virgin?" Lily doubles over, slaps the bed laughing like a cuckoo bird, and shakes her head no.
"Ha! No, I have only been with a girl." My mouth hangs open and I know my eyes are twice normal size. When Lily looks at my face she loses it again.
"You're a lesbian?" I am not upset or weirded out if she is. I am just kind of shocked.
"Well I'm Bi. I like guys to look at, but I haven't found one whose personality didn't ruin it." She calms down a little and wipes crazy laughing tears from her eyes. "Girls are easier to get to know. Well not all of them, but girls are softer...do you know what I mean." I wasn't really sure what she meant, no. Most of the girls I knew where stuck up bitches. "Guys are bigger, and tend to try to intimidate you when they talk to you. I just find being with girls is...easier." I nod my head. I guess I can understand that. Guys can come on a bit strong sometimes.
"So no guy at all?" She shakes her head and flashes me a shy Lily smile.
"Nope never even touched...one. I have never really seen one out in the wild. I have only seen pictures or seen movies with them." She points to her crotch.
"You mean a dick?" I ask and Lily nods. Is it wrong that I want to start laughing about this now too? I mean its fucked up, but...
Lily gets serious again, and you can see her thinking. "Charlie, do you think they will come get us soon?"
It was like she poured liquid nitrogen all over me. I felt frozen but it burned. If that makes sense. Someone could come here right now and take either me or Lily. Hell they could take us both.
"I don't know. I hope not, but fuck I want out of this room."
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