Dominique
I looked up at the ceiling. I watched as the ceiling light swung from side to side. Slowly with a creek. I followed its motions with my eyes. Slowly counting how many times it had swung.
I was just so confused. What did they want with me? & who was their boss? & what did the boss want with me? All these questions ran through my mind day in & day out as I waited for my release.
I had been here for six days now. I was being starved & deprived of resources. I was being beaten. Not tortured. I thank God for that. I had a couple of bruises on my face & neck & had been choked a few times. Some spit on my face & my hair was a mess. My suit was ripped at parts. I was a mess.
I heard the door creek open & heard a different set of footsteps. They sent a new person now. As always. But this was different. He was carrying a sandwich & a glass of water. I sighed in relief quietly as he faced me.
"Here. Because the boss says she wants you alive when she sees you," he shoved the sandwich in my mouth & I took as much as I could.
As I was chewing, he forced my mouth open & practically drowned the water down my throat. It was all a big mess but my body was satisfied to have some food & some water in it. He took the things & left. That's when I started to think.
"She?" I whispered to myself.
"Who could she be?" I questioned again.
I heard loud gunshots & my body shivered. I was scared. I was confused. I didn't know what I did to deserve this. I just wanted to go home.
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Student Stripper - e.d
أدب الهواة"Wait. So you're a student by day & a stripper by night?" "Yeah,"