Your Too Young

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NATALIE

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"Are you going to come in tomorrow or are you staying home again?" I ask him once he leads me to the door.

"I'm honestly not sure, I'll see how I am I guess." I nod and open the door as he burries his hands into his tracksuit pockets.

"Maybe I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"Yeah maybe."

There's been a weird tension in the air ever since I asked him about Danny. He's not the one being odd and acting off about it, it's me and I know that but I was so glasd that Danny had dissappeared and then seeing him on Sunday nigth made me remember and have multiple flashbacks of that one night that sent my life spirilling down towards hell.

I lean into Harry and allow my lips to touch his soft skin on his cheeks. I pull away in a normal way so that it doesn't look like I've made a mistake but I don't want to get caught up in a moment and kiss him properly.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He says and I walk down the pavement and down the road.

The key slides into the lock but before I can enter my flat I hear a door slam shut and it makes me jump. I look back and see a woman walking down the hallway. That same woman that was at that pub a few weeks ago.

Her tired eyes meet mine and I know exactly where she's just come from. I never knew, I never would have thought that Sam was like that. Her pale face peers up at me and she stops dead in her tracks. Her crumbled face turns to face mine as her glossy eyes swim by mine.

"Would you like a drink?" I ask her as I open my door.

She says nothing but walks behind me as I shut the door. Her ripped black tights, black shorts and tight laced crop top cover her small sized body. Her black heels do wonders for her height but must hurt as hell. Smudged red lipstick across her lips and mascara running down her cheeks, it must be too cheap to be waterproof. Her long black hair cascades down to her breasts.

If I look like that everytime I leave a house, I want to give my life away to someone who will use it properly. I don't want to live like this. I'll get Danny for what he's done. I'll get him for it all. I'll do it for me.

"Do you like tea?" I ask her and put the kettle on. She nods. She's to delecate and broken right now to want to talk.

"I get it." I say and face her as she stands in front of me with her long trench coat reaching her knees.

"Your too young." she finally says. Her voice sounds as if her mouth is crying as well as her eyes. "You shpuldn't have to live like this. You shouldn't have to be introduced to this shit."

I listen to every word she says as tears roll down her cheeks and smear her red lipstick even more.

"You looked stronger than this at the pub." I say pouring the boiling water into a mug letting the tea leaves take over the colour of the cup.

"I hadn't gone yet. I hadn't been touched yet." She' s most likely telling thr truth. I look as strong as she did before a man lays his greasy hands all over me summoning me to bed.

I place the mug of tea on the counter in front of her and she brings the cup up to her face.

"I do that too." I say smiling slightly.

"What?" she asks slightly confused as she wipes the underneath of her eyes.

"Sometimes, when I haven't made enough money to pay my bills for electricty and water and gas I make cups of tea and warm my face with it. Sometimes I just sit there for hours holding it up to my face even when it's gone cold." My eyes begin to drift off into a daydream.

"At least you have a house."

I want to correct her and tell her it's a flat but I'm scared she'll leave. Even though I don't know her, I know her stroy, I know what she's going through and although letting someone into my house that I don't know, I don't want her to end up on the streets.

"My agency let up my room to a new, younger, blond version of us."

My stomach twists as nausea marches it's way through. 'Us'. Us prostitutes.

"Your agency?" I've never heard about being in an agency before.

"I've been doing this since I was sixteen. Since I was legal i've been selling myself short. They found me about on the streets when I was nineteen and housed me up. I've been there ever since but three weeks ago they got rid of me, said I was getting to old and I wasn't attracting the right market."

It's sick that she's been spoken to and treated like a product, and the customers are those waste of men.

But it's true isn't it. In my head there is an evil which, and its at times like these when I want to let her room out.

"So where do you live?" I dare asking her that question.

"In the fields." My mouth becomes dry and all I can think of is will this be me? It's getting hard to breath. What if I'm only looking at a future me? There's no doubt that it could be.

"I know you don't know me and I don't know you but would you like to stay here tonight? I mean it's not much, I can only offer the couch but it's better than a field right?"

She lightly chuckles "yeah it is. Would it be a problme though?" the mug meets her lips as she sips on the hot liquid.

"Not at all. I'm Natalie by the way."

"Stacy." she says as she picks at her bottom lip.

"You said they let up your room because you were getting old, if you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" I turn the plug behind the kettle off and look back at Stacy.

"Twenty five."

She's twenty five? She doesn't look it. Maybe it's because of all her makeup? Maybe it's the way she walks? Talks? Acts? I'm not sure, but she deffinately does not look twenty five.

"You've been doing this since you were sixteen? But thats-"

I was quickly cut off.

"Nine damned years. I feel that my life is a waste."

"I'll get you some blankets and a pillow." I say to her before walking out of the kitchen and into my room opening a cupboard to fetch spare sheets and pillows.

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