Nor⭐️Cal

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Nor⭐️Cal

Chastity

<>The Next Morning<>

I woke up the next morning with the biggest headache known to mankind. My head felt like it was being pressed between a wall, more pressure adding with each throb that went by. I laid in bed trying to press as hard as I could on my temples to try to minimize the pain but nothing was working. I sat up in bed and took a few deep breaths before making the decision to go to the bathroom and fill up the sink with cold water. I was going to submerge my head in it in hopes that would do something because I'm out of ideas at this point.

Vanity was still asleep so I crept into the bathroom, closing the door behind me and then turning the cold water faucet all the way on. As it began to fill with water, I splashed some on my face making me jump back from just how cold it really was but it did feel good after a second or two. The sink quickly filled up and I took a giant deep breath, then putting my head directly into the water, as deep as I could go and my natural instinct to pull myself back was there but I felt some sweet relief to my head.

Coming back out for air, the water came running down my face, neck and chest but boy did my head feel slightly better. I wiped my hair away so no strands were clung to my face and then took another deep breath before going back into the water again. If I could breathe under here, I'd just stay like this till the headache went away but my lungs are fucked up from all the drugs I mess with and I had to come back up from air all too soon.

I reached for the towel that laid folded neatly on the edge of the sink and pat my face dry. My hair was wet in some areas but I left it because when the air blew in from the window, it sent a cold surge through me and only helped soothed the headache that I'm wrongfully blessed with.

I opened the door and saw Vanity sitting up, rubbing her eyes and then looked over at me. A blank expression to her face, she watched me walk over to my bed and climb back under the covers. She looked up at the window high above and I knew what she was thinking but there was no way we could get out through there. It was way too high up no matter what we tried to stack or even if we stood on one another's shoulders. We wouldn't reach and the slot on the door was way too small to even try to imagine slipping through.

"Good morning." I said to try to break the uncomfortable moment of silence. I was one of those kids who couldn't stand dead silence which is why I was labeled as a restless child in school. Purposely busting out into songs during silent sustained reading time and being sent outside. It wasn't to be the class clown or prove a point, it was because I just hated silence. Always needed some kind of noise going on and when I got my first iPod you best believe at least one earbud was glued into my ear with music on at all times. "Are you okay?"

"No I'm not. We're in the sex trade and I'm terrified of what might happen. I've read some things about human trafficking and there's nothing peachy about it." She said in a voice that was clearly drained. "Why are you so calm about this?"

"If I die here, then I die. I told you we're gonna get out and I'm sticking to it. Am I scared? Yes. Am I gonna let them know I am? No. That shows they have control and I shall not be controlled because of my fear by a bunch of sick men. So toughen up and remember, we're getting out one way or another." I just continued to look at her not being able to understand. "Tell you what, we can get to know each other. CJ's told me some things about you and by what he says, you sound like a good person."

"That's what I'd like to think but if I was actually good, I wouldn't be here." Her head hung low as she chipped away at the dark ivy green nail polish that remained on her nails. "Tell me about you. CJ never mentioned a single word about you."