Broken

Clients

Mia had planned to do what she always dreamed of doing. Getting out of the hell house she was in. She realized that she would never be able to take care of sky by herself, she would barley be able to take care of herself, so she decided to leave sky. Mia Creeped out from the cold garage where she slept every night. She was starving as usual. She tip toed to the fridge when she heard a voice, "what the hell do you think your doing?" Her father said. Mia didn't respond. What was there I say? "Things are going to get worse for you. I don't mean less food or anything like that. I mean yes that will be considered. But we're running out of money and that only leaves one thing. Using you. Your a young teenage girl and there are men out there who would just love to," he stopped when Mia fell to her knees. "Please, please don't do this to me." Mia pleaded. "I don't have a choice dammit! The first appointment is tomorrow at 12 pm." He said. He grabbed Mia and took her to the basement. "Also you no longer get the privileges of the garage. You get the basement." He said. Her father through her down the stairs.
              The basement was old and only had a bed in it. It was also freezing. Mia knew nothing could prepare her for what was going to happen tomorrow. She thought and thought and tried to think of a way to escape. But there was nothing. It was going to happen whether she wanted or not.
                12 came fast. Mia's mother came down to the basement with a bag of make up. She at Mia up straight and started putting some make up on Mia. "Why are you doing this?" Mia asked. "The first client will be here any second and you have to look presentable." She said. Then they heard an unfamiliar mans voice. "It's time," Mia's mother said, "don't try to fight it, we're doing this for sky remember that." Mother said has she left. A man came down the stairs alone. "Hello, my names Jason. Whats yours?" The man said. Mia curled in a ball and backed as far to the corner of the bed as possible. "Shy? Me too. Im going to get started now." Jason said. He walked over to Mia and grabbed her arms firmly and spread them apart. Mia tried fighting back but there was no use, he was too strong. He pulled up shirt and touched her all over. He ripped her pants and under wear off and began to undress himself. "Let me go! Help me!" Mia screamed. "Shut the fuck up you worthless piece of shit!" Jason yelled in her ear. "Man you have a nice body for such a skinny bitch like you." Jason laughed as he licked the side of her face. Mia could feel her bones snapping from Jason's force.
                  Mia woke to a piercing headache, blood everywhere, and barely being able to move. Her father came down to the basement. "A thousand dollars. It was worth a thousand dollars." He said. "How could you do this to me?" Mia soft weakly. "I never did anything to you." "I had to do what's best for my family!" He yelled. "I'm your daughter! All I ever asked for was an ounce of love from you!" Mia cried.
               Mia thought she had ended everything with why she said to him. But she didn't. She was rapped three times a week and fed the slimmest of meals. Her father never came down to look at her. She thought would mean no brutal beatings. But she was still best by her parents "clients". One day, a client beat Mia so bad, she nearly died. Mia's mother healed her to wear she could move around. She went to sleep after her mother was finished and woke to her father covering her mouth with a rag. She was inhaling some sort of chemical. Everything went dark.