Masked Emotions (ONE DIRECTION FANFIC)

Chapter 6

I woke up the next morning feeling very sick. I remember in my dream last night there was this man with greasy fat fingers was dragging me into this dark room. I remember having to dance for him. I remember having him touching me in ways i should never be touched. Then it hit me. It came to me in such a rush. All I wanted to do was to run, to hide, to forget. This was no dream, this was real.

I lifted the blankets off of me only to reveal the red bra and thong i wore yesterday. I turned to my left where my cracked mirror hung loosely on the wall. I didn't even recognize myself. There was mascara running down my cheeks, my face was paler, and my hair stuck to my forehead from sweating so much last night. I stood up on two wobbly legs and made my way to the bathroom. I sat in the tub and cried. I let the pounding water drown out my sobs.

Once i was finished i stood up and changed into comfortable clothes. I walked out of the bathroom only to be greeted by a table full of my favorite foods. My mother sat at one of the wobbly chairs reading her book. When she heard me come out she turned to me and gave me a small smile. I returned it, but it felt very forced.

I dragged my feet along the cold concrete floor until i got to the table. I looked at all of the food but i didn't feel hungry. I felt bad because i knew all of this food must have cost a fortune. My mother grabbed my arm and looked me in the eyes. I climbed onto her lap like when i was a little girl and there was a thunderstorm outside. She stroked my hair and whispered "Baby, look at me." I turned my head so i could look at my mother. She continued, "I know what happened yesterday and i want to let you know its ok to be scared. I was scared too the first time i let another man use me. You actually responded allot better than i did." She said with a chuckle. "Im not forcing you into anything. You are still young and you can probably find a better job that is safer than this. If you don't feel comfortable its fine you don't have to do this."

I knew what my mother was saying was true i just didn't want to be far away from her. She was older now. More fragile. If something where to happen to her and i worked all the way across town i would probably not get to her in time.

My mother's soft words yet again interrupted my thoughts. "Today you will not go downstairs. Today we will spend a whole day with each other." I smiled and climbed off her lap. I went to my trunk full of old toys and pulled out my fairytale book. I sat on the bed and beckoned my my mum to come and read it to me. She laughed at my childish behavior and sat next to me. And in that moment i knew i would have to suck it up and deal with it. I could not afford anything happening to my mother. I will continue my job here at "The House". But for today I'm going to enjoy what i never enjoyed when i was five. Spending time with my mum.