Until There Was You

Lexi

Chapter 2

*Lexi*

'Get ready bitch, tonight's the night your arse earns its keep' Mike yells through the door of my dirty, scarcely furnished bedroom.

Mike is my Step-Father and he was the best, i loved and respected him so much. I never knew my dad he died when i was two months old so i haven't ever known any other dad but Mike. Until i was 16 he was a normal, caring dad. What went wrong you may well ask, my mum got pregnant and we were all over the moon they had been trying so long. Until i came home from school and found him crying, thinking there was something wrong with my mum or the baby i rushed to his side only to have a note shoved in my face and to this day i still remember every word and feel my heart being torn from my chest.

My Dearest Mike and Alexis,

This is the hardest thing i ever had to tell anyone and i only hope in time you can forgive me. Mike i am so very sorry i have lied to you, i am in love with someone else and i am certain this baby is his. I am sorry for any pain i have caused you please forgive me. Lexi my darling daughter, you have turned into a beautiful young woman and it truely breaks my heart to leave you but Mike needs you more. Please look after him and i promise i will come back for you one day soon. Stay strong.

Love you always,

Anne x

Yea right Mike needed me, from that day on i went from daughter to slave, chef and my personal favourite punchbag. Because i look like my 'whore' of a mother with my dark blue eyes, dirty blonde hair that falls untidily to the middle of my back and my slim frame, mostly due to the fact i don't deserve to eat. It had been this way for two years and tonight it was about to get a whole lot worse.

You see the abuse never got sexual apart from the close call one night when he came home hammered and started calling me 'Annie Baby' grabbing my behind and breasts, his breath was vile as he shoved his tongue down my throat. As i pushed him off he started yelling how i or my mother as he thought i was was is a whore and started to beat me, i have never been so grateful for a beating in my life.

'You have five minutes, do i need to dress you myself?' he sneers from the doorway.

'Please Daddy i will get a job, please i don't want to do this' bile rose to my throat as i called him daddy but i was desperate .

He reached out and grabbed a fistful of my hair pulling me eye level as pain shoots through my scalp, i bite down on my bottom lip i know better than to scream. It wouldn't do any good anyway.

'I ain't ya daddy ya little bitch, your 'daddy' got himself killed so he didn't have to see how much of a whore you would turn out to be. That's if he was even your daddy knowing your mother' he spits as tears burn my eyes but i refuse to let them fall. He throws me on the bed and stormed out of my room yelling 'three minutes slut'

We stood at the end of an alleyway near a high class club, i am freezing in a tattered black dress that barely covers anything and patent leather red boots that are black around the toes where the red has been scuffed away. i don't know where he got them and quite frankly i don't want to know.

He left me stood there by the wall as he talks to random men about me like i am a piece of meat thankfully though there are no takers, my teeth are chattering so loudly, i am so so cold but i wasn't aloud to wear a coat as it would cover the 'goods' ha like the black and purple bruises don't look worse. Still i was thanking god for small mercies that nobody wants me.

Story of my life blessings don't last long as a tall, skinny man wearing a smart blue shirt and black jeans came closer to Mike, he wasn't awful looking with his blonde shaggy hair that came over his eyes it was the sadistic glint in his eyes that terrified me to my core. Please god don't let this monster take my virginity.

They continue to discuss me for a few more minutes like i am a object, how anything is allowed for the right price. I feel sick in the back of my throat as he hands Mike some money and Mike comes towards me with a sickening smirk plastered on his face.

'Right bitch, here is the score your going to get into his car, your going to do whatever he needs you to do no questions asked. He is going to keep you till 10 am then you get your arse home. Do i make myself clear?' he demands

'Please Mike I don't want to do this'

'Do i make myself clear?' he said harsher this time.

'I'll move out, I will get a job. I will do anything but please not this' i was crying now fear eating me up.

He pushes me forward towards the man but i cling onto his coat.

'Please don't make me do this, please' I was hoping the man would see i don't want to do this and change his mind.

'Stop making a fucking scene and get in the car' he glowers at me, making a scene my arse the man didn't seem to care that i didn't want him.

'Please' i was losing the will to live but i couldn't give up, then he back hands me hard across the face and the shock of the impact threw me to the floor and pain shoots through my head as it bounced off the pavement. It was pounding and everything went fuzzy.

I heard somebody speak but couldn't make out the words, i realize i was being lifted up by a hand gripping my hand painfully tight. A small whimper escapes my lips from the punishing grip as i am being dragged to the car. Game Over. I Lost.

'The lady said no' i heard a deep masculine voice say.

'Lady, ha mind your own fucking business mate' Mike remarks

'I paid for this whore far and square, but you can have her when i am done' Creepy Dude says still squeezing my arm.

The man before us is beautiful, dark hair cut smart frames his beautiful strong jaw, small but just perfect nose and the most amazing pair of steel grey eyes. He is around 6 foot with the body of a god even in his black suit pants and dark grey knee length coat i could tell he was toned. I couldn't help myself as i stare into his beautiful eyes and notice they hold disgust yet i am shocked that it isn't directed at me, he is staring boldly at creepy dude before he looks deep in thought.

'How much?' he asks in a stern tone. What is he doing? How could he? my mind screams.

'Whats it to you?' Mike snaps at him.

'Whatever he is paying you i will double it' he offers eyes never leaving me yet not meeting mine as i gasp in shock. Why would a man this HOTT have to pay for sex? Why would he even want to pay for sex with someone like me?

'No way man, i already paid for the whore go find your own!' Creepy Dude argues not happy at all.

'£500 ' Mike taunts eyeing Mr Beautiful doubtfully not really believing what is happening and honestly he isn't the only one.

Mr Beautiful clenches his jaw tight and his eyes are stormy as he reaches in his coat for his wallet i assume, until he says 'Done' and hands Mike the money. His strong hand wraps around my small one as he pulls me out of Creepy Dudes grip. Creepy Dude starts to argue with Mike but i cant hear what is being said as i am being ushered into a really nice and warm car.