The Ring

Chapter Three

Okay okay I know what you're all thinking. I'm thirteen, pregnant with an unknown mans child, in a prostitution ring, and unable to get an abortion. What the hell am I going to do?

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Long story short, Benny punched the doctor.

Yep.

If it's unclear, Benny is the owner of the ring.

He is in charge of the girls and boys. He is also my sisters murderer.

He opened the back of his white van and pushed me into the back. He drove back to the Ring very recklessly, which probably wasn't good for the baby. Like I care.

He turned to look at me with his beady eyes, "Listen here little girl, you will continue working here until you begin to show off your damn baby bump, then you are outta here. You can live on the streets for all I care."

I spit at him.

Not the wisest choice.

He grabbed me by my wrists and dragged me out of the car. And i don't mean me walking. I mean dragging. On my stomach. Poor baby. Why couldn't I just turned on the alarm that one faithful night?

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Anthony's P.O.V

I was in a room with a forty year old woman. I was just auctioned off. She dropped her trench coat revealing only a white lacy bra and matching thong. She pulled her platinum blond hair out of her ponytail.

She looked like Sam.

Oh my lovely Sam.

Her gorgeous hair billowing out as she tighten her pony. She did that when she was stressed. Her amazing eyes could stare right into a persons soul.

I loved her. It wasn't mutual.

After we had "done the deed", she never looked at me the same, as if i'd taken away her innocence, her childhood. I was only fourteen. But she was thirteen. Now I am fifteen.

I guess I'm not terrible looking. My light brown hair was always gelled. It was part of my "look". My dark blue eyes had faded to a dark grey. I'm tall and skinny.

I was taken from my loft in New York three months ago. My mother was shot in the head. My father was hit with a baseball bat. Andrea, my sister ran down the street and shot in the leg. My father and mother lay broken on the floor, Andrea in the street, and I was taken.

When they shoved me into the van, Sam was already in there, gagged and unconscious. She was younger then me but I couldn't help being attracted to her. She was crying when she woke. She wouldn't talk to me either. Her blue eyes were staring at the ground and her shoulder length hair was matted and tangled, like she put up a fight. I hadn't. I was frozen in place.

They threw us into a room and told us to have sex or they would kill us. I had great things going for me. I was the quarterback of the Roland Rays, my schools football team. I had a beautiful girlfriend, Jayda. I had straight A's. I needed to live. So I begged and pleaded with her. She said that she had nothing to live for. She said she would do it for me. Very reluctantly she had sex with me.

Little did she know she took my virginity.

Then, I fell in love with her.

I felt a searing pain on my cheek.

"You are terrible! I did not just pay $500 for you spacing out! I want a refund!" The woman threw on her jacket and stormed out of the room.

Damn my love for Samantha.

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