So What?

12

"What the hell is happening!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as the guy throw me into the back of a white van.

"You'll find out later, sweetheart," the same guy said. Zander never even spared me a glance. "Keep her some company, Zander, will ya'? We don't want her to scream for help now, do we?"

"Shut up, Willie," Zander said before he got in the back with me. "Screw all of you."

"I think that's her job," the guy, Willie, said. What the hell!!! Am I now their fuck toys? This can't be happening.

The doors slammed shut, leaving Zander and I in darkness.

I heard the engine start up, and I felt the van jump towards to move.

"I'm-" Zander started.

"Shut up. I can't believe this. Why can't I ever get a break!" I cut him off, slamming my fist on the van floor.

"What do you mean?" Zander asked me. I could tell he was worried. Little did he know.

"I've dealt with this crap before. I hate this shit. Gangs can always think that because a girl has daddy problems that they can take advantage of her. As if. I may have daddy and mommy problems, but I will and can be more of a man they they ever will be. Once they realize that, it always ends with a few cuts and bruises and me being free.

"That's always what little the know," I told him. I could tell that he was scared and worried for me, but I don't need the pity. I'm a big girl, and big girls don't cry.

"I'm sorry," I heard him whisper.

"Don't pity me. Don't say you're sorry. I've had enough of those in my life," I told him before I whispered, "actually I never got those." I hope that it was incoherent.

I don't know why or how, but next thing I know Zander is hugging me. You know those side hugs? Yeah, that one. This is so weird for me. I never got a real genuine hug. Sure my friends hug me, but it always feeling forced or restrained. Doesn't really give you a nice feeling.

It took me a while to understand that this is a genuine hug. One that all children should get, but I never got. Once I understood that, I hugged him back. It was something that I never got as a child. It made me want to cry.

"It's not going to work out the way you think," Zander mumbled in my neck. How his head got there, I do not know.

"What?!" I whispered shouted to him.

"They will be harder to get out. Trust me. I can help you," Zander told me. I pulled away from the hug.

I looked deep into his eyes. I saw worry in them. I also could tell that he was trying to plead to let him help me get out. "Fine." That's when the doors opened.

"Aww. Time to start your new job," I different guy said to me.

"West," I heard Zander spit out of his mouth with venom.