She came home to a bat to the face.
"Where the fuck have you been?" Her Uncle said, half yelling, so those sleeping downstairs wouldnt wake up.
"An overnight client." Cosette answered. She pulled out half of what Niall had given her and stuck in to her uncle's sweaty palms.
He hit her again. "Next time you leave, bring back an atleast useful amount of cash." He said, counting through the bills. "What the fuck are you waiting for? Get back downstairs you damn slut!"
Slunking down the stairs Niall's number burned in her pocket. She missed him, suprisingly, and wanted to call him. She fell asleep to the thought of escaping, finding her parents, and everything going back to normal. It was too bad it never would.
"COSETTE! WAKE UP WHORE!" Her Uncle yelled, banging on the door. To her suprise, when she came out, he was holding out a new dress. "Ah, this got your attention, didn't it?" He said, swinging the new dress in her face. "I got a new client for ye. He's suppos'd to be rich, and if ye come back with enough cash, you can keep the dress." He said, plopping it in her hands.
Putting on the new dress was like entering a new world. It was soft, elegant, and much better than the old, overwashed rag. He had given her a new jacket and lingerie too, and even though putting it on she still looked like a hooker, she loved it.
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Tattered(One Direction Fic)
RomanceLight was a rarity to Cosette. Her hair dark and tangled, she was only let out of her small room in the basement to sell her body. Her Uncle was a pimp, and she had to live with him since the passing of her parents. Which meant being an underaged...