Masked Emotions (ONE DIRECTION FANFIC)

Chapter 7

I woke up feeling very well rested. I hadn't slept that well in such a long time. I turned to my right and saw my mother sleeping like a curled up little cat. I didn't want to wake her so i slowly got out of bed trying not to make the springs creek. I tipped toed to the bathroom so i could freshen up. The only sound heard was the tick-tock of the grandfather clock that was sitting in the corner of the room.

I smiled to myself recalling all the stories that were contained in my big book of fairytales. The way the words rolled of my mothers tongue; Her laughter that chimed throughout our one roomed apartment. I sighed knowing that that was a one in a lifetime moment. My little "vacation" had come to an end and today i was going back to work. Im not a baby anymore i need to suck it up and deal with it. For my mums sake.

Once i had finished cleaning myself up i grabbed my robe from the rusting hook and slipped it on. I opened the door of the bathroom and poked my head out. I looked to the direction of the bed to see if my mum was still sleeping and indeed she was. I ran down the stairs that led to the back part of "The House" and found my way to the makeup room. In there i found about 5 girls that where already getting ready. I walked into the shared closet and skimmed through the skimpy clothing trying to find something to wear.

"Everything in here is so flashy!" I thought aloud. "Yes it is isn't it." said a voice. I jumped a little not knowing who had snuck up on me. I turned around to be faced with a beautiful blond with piercing blue eyes. She chuckled at my fright and continued "Here let me find you something." I stood back letting her look through the garments.

After several minutes of searching she turned around holding a lavender colored bra with pink lace and a matching underwear that actually covered my entire bum. "What do you think? By the way my name is Christy." said the blond whose name i found out seconds before. "Its very pretty. Thank you." I responded taking the clothing from her hand. She smiled at my and walked out of the closet.

I slipped on the clothing and looked at myself in the mirror i actually looked pretty i thought to myself. To bad this isn't about pretty and its about money. I sat down at my work bench and started applying makeup to my acne free face. While i was in the middle of applying the mascara to my already long lashes the plump old hag from the other day walked in. She examined all of us with a prideful smiled sketched on her face. But when her eyes landed on me her expression turned to disgust. I looked at myself in the mirror and all my flaws started to show. 'Is this why she is looking at me this way?' I thought. 'Can she spot my flaws too?'

"Alright girls listen up!" Gloria started. "This is a business not a soap opera. I will not have you girls crying or backing out of this. If you cant handle this job then get out of here and never come back is that clear?" No one moved. "I said IS THAT CLEAR!!!!!" "Yes Miss Gloria." we responded. "Good, now places!" And with than the room was cleared in a matter of seconds. I couldn't help but think that the speech Miss Gloria gave us was actually intended for me.

I had let my thoughts get the best of me yet again that i didn't realize my age division was on stage and i was getting pushed up onto the stage with them. I remember this stage. This horrible place where they auctioned me off. I hate this place with a passion. I looked to my left and right and i spotted Christy standing a few girls away from me. She gave me a sympathetic smile and i returned it.

"Ok gentlemen, this is the 16-18 age division. We have a variety of choices. From short to tall to skinny to... not so much." Well that hurt. Why would Miss Gloria be calling us fat when she was the obese one here.

One by one the girls started to climb of the stage. I even spotted Christy walking next to a tall guy that couldn't take his eyes off of her full breast. I looked down to my own and sighed i hardly even fit into a B cup. I felt even more insecure than usual. I mean these girls are beautiful.

There where like 4 girls left including me. I was crossing my fingers that i wouldn't get chosen but to my dismay i did. It was the same guy that chose me the other day. And once again i was being dragged along the endless hallway to hell.

"Did you really think you would get away that easily?" He snarled. I chocked i was so scared of what he would do to me. But then i remembered i can not show emotions. 'Suck it up Emily. Just think of mum. No emotion. No emotion! Do not show emotion!!' my conscience demanded.

"Do not move or i will kill you!" The mans voice bombed. Ah hell nah forget about showing no emotion i was terrified and i needed to get out of here now! Before i could register what was happening my hands where being tide above my head and around the headboard of the black bed. I kicked and i tried to scream but only a muffled sound came out. He had gagged me. The mans greasy pudgy fingers started roaming my body. He touched every nook and corner that no person had ever touched me before.

I swallowed back my tears and stayed still. He was toying with me. He hadn't taken away my virginity yet. All he wanted was to scare me and make me struggled so that i would loose my energy. And then he would be able to take advantage of me. I closed my eyes for two seconds to try and relax myself. But they shot straight open when i felt a cool liquid running down my stomach. I looked down to see that the man had pored alcohol onto my skin and was now licking it off of me.

I squirmed from underneath him. I tried to get him off of me but that didn't work. Pushing aside my better judgement I kicked his shin as hard as possible. After my risky move i felt as if my skin was on fire. He slapped me; hard. But he didn't stop there he continued to slap me until i was almost unconscious.

Then then door opened and hit the wall with a lout BANG! Standing in the door was the boy who i ran into the other day. "STOP!!!!!" He yelled "She is my property now!" and he lunged himself at the man who was on top of me. I heard a thump on the floor and the weight of the man who was on top of me had been lifted. I was still tied down. I tried wiggling my hands out of the knot but it didn't work. The rope just kept cutting into my skin. I began to feel dizzy and the room started to spin. I began to come in and out of conscience. Had i heard him right? Did he buy me? Was i saved or was he going to treat me worse than that fat man.

I was pulled out of my hazy thoughts when i heard a loud slap and a grunt of pain. I was in such shock that the boy had just attached a full grown man that i blacked out.