Bought At An Auction

Where am I

Slowly I open my eyes, looking up at a blue ceiling. This is not my room shifting. I felt the softness of a bed under me. What the hell, I don't even own a bed. Where am I started to panic quickly I sat up and looked around, this place is fucking huge bigger than my house? Pulling the blankets off I noticed I was wearing a blue silk dress where did this come from? I must be dreaming right??? My head hurt so badly quickly I swung my legs over the bed as I started walking, tripping over my own feet and landing on my face ugh my head really hurts. I remember nothing that happened last night. I have to find my things, my mom would kill me if I lost anything. Scanning the room quickly noticing nothing in the open. My eyes land on a door, maybe that's my way out

 I open a door into a room where there is an art easel and a bunch of art supplies. Man, this room is amazing. I look around the room in awe. My eyes landing on an art easel where there is a painting of a girl with curly hair sitting on a curb petting a kitten. I love how the colors were bright and well blended. It was beautiful. Suddenly I remembered I was looking for my things. Rushing out of the room I opened another door to a bathroom just saying it was huge. After a while of searching I collapsed on the bed since I couldn't find anything. I'm so dead, but first I have to figure out how to get home. Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door causing me to fall out of the bed. My heart rate started to increase shit. Who is it are they gonna hurt me and I gonna die. What is going on. I listen as someone comes rushing in. 

"Are you okay?" I hear them say.

 "I'm fine" I said looking up at him, our eyes locking for a brief second. That's when all the memories from last night came back. He was the guy I ran into when I rushed out of the bathroom they sold me in an auction so does this mean he bought me. I have to get out of this situation. Quickly I jumped up, "Listen there has been a mistake I wasn't supposed to be sold and my family is probably worried about me so I must leave '' I quickly ramble feeling my hands shake. Clutching them together to make it less noticeable. He sat back against the bed and started laughing.

 "Sweetheart your ain't going anywhere I own you for a year and trust me your family ain't looking" he laughed. Okay this guy is pissing me off you gotta be kidding me how could my family not be looking for me. I laugh nervously what did he mean by this.

"Do you really think I would believe you? I mean you're a complete stranger" I started walking toward the door. I need to get out of here this guy is crazy. Just as I reach for the handle, he slips in front of me blocking my path.

"I'm sorry but I ain't lying sweetheart you can call them yourself" he said, handing me my cell phone. Biting my lip I stare at the phone in my hand my stomach doing flips. Flipping open the phone I try to calm my nerves pressing my mothers name.

 "Hello who is this'' I heard her say. What does she mean? Did she loose my number does she not know what is happening to me. 

"Mom, it's me Amelia , there has to be a mistake. They sold me at an auction and this guy won't let me leave" I say. There was a pause then I heard her cry. No she knew her face as she said goodbye yesterday flashes through my head.

 "Honey I'm sorry your dad did this we needed the money, so he came up with this plan to sell you I'm so sorry" She sobbed. I felt my heart tearing at the pain of her sobs. Dad wore the pants in the family. We never had much money so this was their solution.

 "Mom, it's ok I'm just scared" I say into the phone trying to show her I was alright while trying not to cry. I hear her let out a sob before the line goes dead and she hung up on me. Slowly I dropped the phone and sank to the ground. This can't be happening I can't believe it the tears came flowing out of my eyes man I'm such a baby. I Start shaking what do I do now live with this man and go home when I'm free. What happens next what if I can never leave. my family must have been worse off than I thought. I felt an arm go around my back "Don't touch me" I screamed suddenly startled by the sudden contact.

 "What the fuck is your problem princess" he yells back. I looked up at him and my vision blurry from the tears. Why who does he think he is to buy me to treat me like a possession.

"Screw you" I yelled.

"Sweetheart you're stuck with me and there is nothing you can fucking do so stop being a fucking bitch and stop fucking crying" he yelled. Slowly I wiped away my tears, this fucking guy I'm going to rip him a new one. I clenched my fist. The fear turns to anger boiling over my walls.

 "How would you feel if your family didn't give a damn about you so they sent to to get sold away to some stranger just for money and then when you call your mother she hangs up." I scream, turning away I ran to the art room locking the door behind me. Everything was quiet as I release a breath. Maybe he'll leave me alone now. Or did I make him mad. What if he sells me off what if I just tossed away any leverage I may have had. Leaning against the wall my tears cascade down my face the event of yesterday till now constantly flooding my brain. What could I have done different why did I do that why did I do this would there have been a different outcome.