Black Windows

4

SHEA:

Malik locked me in my room.

Despite the joy I felt when ruining his expensive suit, I was afraid for my life as well as my virginity. He wasn't very pleased with my actions and said I could expect to see him again later this evening.

I spent the day trying to concentrate on the book I was reading, but couldn't push the memory of his enraged face from my mind. Would he kill me? Would he rape me? I guess the answers to those questions were obvious, but I had hoped that he would at least have a shred of respect for the opposite sex.

Maybe his respect toward me vanished when I tossed my hot beverage onto his clothes.

He was so confusing! There were times when I swear he looked at me with something more than lust and then there were times when he looked like he wanted to strangle me. Why should I even care what he thinks about me? I should be focusing on getting out of this place and reuniting with my family.

My family. Growing up I'd never really been close to either of my parents. My little sister, Andrea, was the only thing in this world that I would miss, aside from my books and the horde of mugs I'd collected over the years, of course. Andrea wasn't able to come with us to London because of some school trip she was on. Thank God. I don't know what I would have done if she were taken and sold off like me.

These thoughts bring tears to my eyes and I decide to take a shower and wash away some of the hot chocolate that managed to get on me. I bet Malik would let me go if he found out how much of a mess I am. I was both saddened and relieved by this notion.

What the hell was wrong with me?

After my shower and a few hours of reading, Malik came into my room.

"Don't you know how to knock? I could have been changing!" I sneered.

"Don't be shy, Shea. I'll see all of you tonight."

He was such a pervert.

"What do you want? I'm sorry about the hot chocolate thing if that's what you want to hear."

"You've had the night and most of the day to collect your thoughts. It's time for you to give me what I really want."

"Forget about it! I'm not some whore you can just boss around and expect to spread my legs whenever you feel like fucking! I'm a human being with rights, buddy and you're going to be in lots of trouble when I get out of here!"

"Tell me how you plan on escaping. I have guards stationed at every door and window in this house and security cameras near the fences. How is the almighty Shea going to get past that?"

I reddened, but this wasn't over.

"I'll figure out a way. I've read enough books to know how to trick a bastard like you!"

I hadn't really.

"Shea, I'm not playing. Take off your clothes or I'll do it for you!" He boomed.

"NO! Stay the fuck away from me!"

He stalked toward me, his face alight with anger. When he grabbed me by the arms I threw a series of flimsy punches, attempting to inflict some sort of pain.

"Unless you're Theo James, you're not gonna lay a hand on me!" I struggled out of his grasp and ran into the bathroom.

Before I could slam the door, he slipped in and continued his attempt to rip my clothes off. At this point I was rambling.

"Please, Malik, don't do this. I'm gonna be really pissed off if you're the one to take my virginity, even if I think I have a bit of stockholm syndrome. That's a One Direction song, you know? They make it seem really romantic to be attracted to their captor, but I think it kind of sucks! You are hot and everything, but I'd much prefer it if you weren't a sex trafficker. It's kind of a mood killer. Quit pulling at my dress! This is the only one that doesn't give you a full view of my breasts! Dude, at least light a fucking candle or buy me some flowers! Does your mom know you do this? I'm sure she'd be pissed."

He stopped fumbling with my clothes and looked into my eyes.

"You're really a virgin?"

"Yes, dipshit! The most sexual thing I've ever done is read smutty fanfiction. My mom found out and grounded me for a week, but that didn't stop me. Why am I telling you this?"

I really needed to shut up.

"You never cease to amaze me, Shea."

My heart involuntarily fluttered. I didn't know if that was a genuine compliment or if he just wanted me to shut my mouth.

MALIK:

She was a virgin?

I'd never taken a girl's virginity. I usually slept with sluts that knew what they were doing.

When she was dancing for me and the other buyers, she seemed experienced. Turns out she's a virgin and a huge Harry Potter nerd.

I wanted her first time to be special. Wait, I'm not supposed to care about shit like that! Shea has made me question everything about myself in the short time that I'd known her and I feared that If I spent another minute with her, I'd start writing her poems and serenading her with love songs.

She made me feel different. She had to go.