Chapter 8.

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'''Wake up'' A familiar voice said into my ear. 

A few seconds later I felt this mystery person shaking me softly and repeating ''wake up'". I slowy openned my eyes but immediatly took the decision to close them. The light was blinding. Kinda like when you randomly wake up in the middle in the night and check you phone. You know? 

''Let me do it'' A different voice loudly said. ''WAKE THE FUCK UP'' I heard someone shout a few times. 

I took the decision to openned my eyes. At this moment I realized that I wasn't home, in my bedroom.  I was still lying on the nasty and cold floor. 

For a few seconds I actually thought it was a dream .. 

Justin and Christian were both staring at me. Christian with his friendly usual look and Justin with his ''I will kill you'' look. 

I sat down and rubbed my eyes with my palms. When my eyes seemed a little bit more used to the light I passed my right hand through my messy hair, trying to untangly them. I yawned and took a brief look around myself. I was alone with the two boys .. Miley. Where's Miley?!

''Where's Miley'' I asked, full of anxiety. 

''She waiting in the hallway, we need to talk to both of you'' Nicely answered Chris.

''Oh..'' I sighed in relief. 

''C'mon, we don't have all day'' Said Justin, impatient. 

Justin leaned to grab my forearm. I watched him grasp my arm and this is when I noticed a few blue redish marks on the wrist he was holding a few hours ago. Miley had the same marks on her forearm. 

Once we reached the corridor I saw Miley pressed on the wall, nervously bitting her fingernails. The sound of our steps made her turned her head in our direction. She gave me a jittery look. She looked so tired. She had huge dark circles under her brown eyes, they could practicly touch the floor.

My vision started to be blurry, probably because of the tears who wanted to come out of my eyes. Seing Miley in this condition made me feel so .. bad. It was all my fault. I could never forgive myself. 

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''Take a seat'' Said Christian, pointing a sofa. 

It was the sofa I was talking about earlier. The one that looked so damn comfortable yeah .. Let me say that it is one of the most comfy sofa in the world. Anyway ... 

''We need to ask you two a few questions'' Said Justin, holding a pen and a piece a paper.

''Ok..'' Miley whispered.

''Name, Date of birth, Age, Parent's name, school & adress'' Quickly said Justin, looking at his piece of paper.

''Do you wanna know my dog's name while you're at it?'' I arrogantly said.

''Answer'' Said Justin on a harsh tone. 

''Oceane Johnson, July 16th 1998, 15, Emma Lawrence and Vincent Johnson, Beacon High School and 1803 fifth Avenue. Happy?''

''Yes. Miley, your turn'' 

''Miley Stewart, October 4th 1996, 17, Diana Edwards and Billy Stewart, Beacon High School & 1097 Hensley Street'' Said Miley, stressed as fuck.

''Good. We have one more question..'' Said Justin, giving a weird look to Christian. 

''Yeah .. hum. We need to know if..'' Awkwardly said Christian. 

''We need to know if you two are virgins'' Continued Justin. 

I was staring at them in disbelief. Why did they needed to know something so .. personnal? 

''None of you business'' Answered Miley. 

Well said Miley. 

''Well, now it is of our business'' Said Justin, angrily tightening his hand around his pen.

''Yes, i'm a virgin'' I quickly said, wanting to end this conversation. 

''I'm not a virgin'' Replied Miley. 

I saw Justin's jaw getting tighten. Not a good sign .. He suddently threw his pen and paper across the room. What the fuck is wrong witH him? His gaze was full of frustration. Why was he so mad? Miley wasn't a virgin, no big deal.

Justin left the room, leaving a heavy atmosphere in the room. 

''What's wrong with him?'' I asked Christian. 

''It's just that .. Let's get to the point. Miley's value just got lower because she's .. she's not a virgin anymore and the guys that .. that we sell girls to .. Well they like .. virgins.'' 

I couldn't believe what i was hearing. I was terrified. They were selling us for sex? I thought they wanted to make us work in a factory or something! 

''You will go to hell'' I managed to say after a few seconds. 

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