VioletteI regretted ever going to that abandoned building. It's abandoned for a reason. If I had known this would have happened I wouldn't even go a foot near the building.
I heaved uncontrollably when they suddenly dumped a bucket of cold water over me. My body was shaking from the cold, and I was wearing nothing but a big gray t-shirt and loose cotton shorts. I was completely exposed.
Using my hands, I covered as much of my body as I could since the shirt was thin. But the man had tied my hand back to the chair again. I'm exposed.
Today is the day I die, I can tell.
But then I remember what my doctor had told me, that my parents wanted me to live. I needed to live, I can't waste my life, it's too early for me to die. Maybe it's time I step up and defend myself.
How? I'm a coward, I've been hiding most of my life.
This is my end, I have to accept that.
"I'll make an offer," The man said, I widened my eyes, maybe there is hope for me after all. "We'll let you live, if you come work for us."
Anything to keep myself alive, anything! I nodded my head desperately, if it meant I'll have to do the dirty work for them. At least I can keep my parents promise and live as long as I can.
That is one way of fighting for myself even if it means I lose who I am, if it means I have to change. But my parents' words are more important to me than anything.
I don't know what kind of work they mean but as long as I get to live for another day, I'll do it.
"I told you my little flower is desperate to live." The other man smirked, "Are you sure you want this little flower? Because you're in for a long ride." He approaches me, the man takes out a small knife and shines the blade right in front of me. I closed my eyes tightly, expecting him to slash my face or something but instead, nothing happened.
I felt his body shift around me and sliced the newly tied rope that held my wrists together. If they were going to cut it again, why go through all that trouble to tie me again?
I was so worried about them that I forgot the exit was right in front of me. My hands are already free so this is my only chance of running away.
I panicked and decided to shoot my shot by running past them towards the stairs that led me back out. However, I was too slow for them, one of them had caught me with their arm around my waist, pulling me back to collapse into them.
"Not so fast little flower, this isn't over." He whispered into my ears before he started to lick my neck. I flinched away and wiped the saliva off, only to earn a chuckle from him. "What do you say, we head back upstairs, into my room, and have some fun, it is your job after all." He licks his lips seductively and presses closer towards me.
Something hard pressed against my lower back as I squirm in his embrace with the unusual feeling in my stomach. One that makes me feel nervous and want more of that hardness pressed against me.
What is wrong with me? I hate it, I've never felt this way.
"Felix, don't scare her." The other guy warned while approaching me. He decides to stand right in front of me, making my heart pound harder against my rib.
"I'm not scaring her, I'm just simply reminding her what her job is, she did agree after all." Felix smirked, he leaned closer to the crook of my neck, running his nose gently up and down it.
"Not until we get her cleaned up and fed." The other guy swiftly grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him, I stumbled and collapsed on his chest.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever Arden, but I'll be taking her to my bedroom once she is done." Felix glared with a grin, just as he was about to walk away and further into the dark room which is concealed from my eyes. Felix took my hand in his and gently lifted it up to kiss my knuckles. "I'll see you soon, my little flower."

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Silent Lovers
RomanceViolette Aella, a mute girl. She wasn't always mute. The only thing she ever touched were newspapers. Selling them on the streets barely earns her enough money to feed herself. What happened to her loving parents 3 months ago? They're gone, there is...