Pulled Apart

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We fell asleep on top of each other. I forgot I had no clothes on and I woke up to a hard slap on my butt.
It was CJ.
CJ- get dressed whores. Where here.

Me and drake got dressed quick. CJ watched the both of us but mainly stared at me.

CJ- I'm not happy about your clothes Toni.
Me- it's what was in the bag.
CJ- *grabs her wrist* cmon, where going inside.
Drake- *grabs her other wrist*
Me- *whispers* drake what are you doing..?
CJ- *death stares Drake*
Drake- she uh.. fell on her back earlier. Please be careful with her. Thank you. *lets go of her wrist*
CJ- *rolls eyes* Toni. Let's go!
Me- *trips over foot and walks out with CJ and looks back at drake*
Drake- *looks at Toni and mouths, I love you*
Me- *mouths, I love you too*

CJ grabbed my shoulder and threw me into a room. It had a king sized bed, a tv, a couch, and a dresser.

CJ- this is our room.
Me- I thought I was sharing a room with drake.
CJ- you sleep in the same room. Your in here for now. So let's have some fun. Before I get rid of you..
Me- what..?
CJ- I'm auctioning you off as a sex slave.
Me- *starts crying and collapses on the floor*
CJ- put this on. You'll have an easy day today. *hands her clothes*
Me- *takes off clothes and puts on the pink Lacey underwear with the baby pink bra*
CJ- there. *smiles*
Me- *frowns*
CJ- *frowns* listen. *puts hand on her shoulder*
Me- *slaps his hand away* don't touch me..
CJ- *slaps her across the face*
Me- *cries*
CJ- stop crying.
Me- no!
CJ- Toni! Stop crying!
Me- NO!
CJ- please stop crying...
Me- *looks at him angrily* what?
CJ- please stop crying. I.. i don't like when girls cry.
Me- we'll get use to it.
CJ- ...
Me- why are you so different today?!
CJ- what do you mean?
Me- you barley even looked at me when I was changing... you seem less perverted what's wrong with you?
CJ- I was up late talking to my brother. He told me about a girl who he kidnapped when he was... "like me" she was beautiful, smart, strong, etc. it made me realize... I could find someone better than you. You don't satisfy me anymore. But your pretty with a nice body so you should get sold easily.
Me- what about Drake?
CJ- Carly is in love with him. He isn't going any where for a long time.
Me-how do you even know Carly..
CJ- she's my sister.
Me- what?! I thought.. I thought your sister... went too jail!
CJ- she did. And she broke out and got plastic surgery to change her face so that the police couldn't find her. Then she changed her name from Stephanie to Carly. Now she's here. With drake.
Me- *holds back more tears* what do you want me to do? I'll get it done so I can leave.
CJ- your just gonna try on clothes.
Me- what..?
CJ- I want good money for you, so your going to look your best. Get your hair done, get your makeup done, and wear what I think you look best in.
Me- when?
CJ- Friday night.
Me- what day is it..?
CJ- Sunday.
Me- ... what do you want me to try on.
CJ- hm. I changed my mind.
Me- what..?
CJ- where gonna get your body ready first.
Me- what do you mean..?
CJ- Botox, maybe a tattoo or two.
Me- I'm not taking Botox or getting a tattoo!
CJ- yes you are.

CJ grabbed me by the shoulders. I squirmed, kicked and punched everywhere. He finally grabbed hold of my face and knocked me out. I woke up on a chair with my arms and legs strapped down. A man was sitting in a chair about 10 feet away looking at a magazine.

Me- HEY! LET ME OUT!!!
Man- hello sweetie! Your awake finally *stalkish grin on his face*
Me- LET ME OUT YOU CREEP!
Man- are you pregnant? *gets needles ready*
Me- *nods*
Man- Then this will hurt a lot more than is should! *moves over to her with a tray of needles*
Me- what are you going to do? *starts breathing heavy and looks at needles*
Man- *grabs one of the needles and sets down tray* hm.. what size do you wear? C34? (Bra size)
Me- how did you know that?
Man- hm.. I can get you up to a D32.
Me- answer my questions!
Man- best to keep your face the same. No Botox there. Woohoo!!

The man avoided everything I was saying to him. He took a wipe and started to wipe my chest. He threw it away and put gloves on. He grabbed a marker and started putting dots along my chest. Some small and some big.
I tried to squirm but then he strapped down my waist and started putting more dots.

Man- little needle here, medium needle here..
Me- please stop..
Man- I'll get the little ones done so you can get use to the pain.
Me- *squirms* stop! Don't! Please!!

He didn't listen to me. He took the first needle and stuck it into my skin. Pain overtook my body and tears streamed down my face. I heard someone screaming.. but then I realized that person was me.

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