Sold Off
(Part 1)
Y/N POV
Tear stains still on my face as I looked into the mirror. You looked miserable and have been ever since I entered here. About four days ago, I was out with my friend. Next thing I know, I am stuck in a house full of other girls waiting to be sold off to a bunch of men I don't even know. I turn on the shower on the hottest setting. I took off all the clothes I was wearing and entered the shower. Letting the hot water to make me feel like I was burning my skin.
I want to die.I want to end my life before I get sold off. I didn't even notice how long I was in the shower. The pain I got from the hot water became numb.
"Get out of the shower and get dress" I heard the evil lady shout. I turned off the shower and grabbed the towel to dry myself off. I grabbed a black dress they put on the bed and put it on. I brushed my (colour of your hair) (length of your hair) down. I put on the black heels they left in the room. Someone knocked on the door before they entered. It was one of the maids holding a bag.
"Dear, I am here to do your makeup" said the maid. She was fairly old, I am guessing around sixty years old. I just nodded and sat properly on the chair, she put out for me. I closed my eyes, signalling that I was ready for her to paint my face.
To make my face pretty for a bunch of horny, creepy, old men.
It didn't take long at all. The maid and I didn't talk to each other. It wasn't awkward, it was comfortable silence. I could just tell the makeup is going to be good."Done" she said and I opened my eyes. A small mirror was right in front of my face, I look fantastic.
"Thank you" I said. I know I have was taken here without my will, I am sure it's not her fault.
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I feel like I am going to collapsed. I don't think I can do this, I thought as I looked at the other girls. Just seconds until I am being sold off to the highest bidder. I don't even know, if someone would buy me, a useless bitch like me. Like I am inexperienced in bed, I can't cook for shit and I am ugly. Something every guy wants in a woman.
Right?"Y/F/N Y/L/N" they said and I slowly approached the announcer from behind the long curtain.The light made it difficult for me to see and I blinked a couple times. The females were called up and made to walk closer to the announcer so people can tell the who is who. I could feel all their eyes on me.
Luke Hemmings POV
"Y/F/N Y/L/N" said the announcer and a beautiful girl walked from behind the curtains. The dress on her looked like a second skin, it was tight and showed all of her curves. Her beautiful brown skin glistening in the light. When she popped out from behind the curtain, I knew I wanted her to be mine.
"Twenty year old, virgin. Grew up in (wherever you grew up)" explained the announcer. "Let's start the bet at five hundred"
"One thousand" someone shouted. Then the bets went crazy, I needed to swoop in and get it. I want her all to myself. She is perfect. I bet her blood tastes amazing too.
"Fifty thousand" I shouted and everyone went quite. I looked at the girl, she looked scared and shocked.
"Any one else got fifty thousand?" Asked the announcer and all I heard was slience. It was music my ears. "Sold to Mr. Hemmings." I always get what I want.
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