Nothing but a Prostitute.

Chapter Three

Chapter Three: 

RECAP: I prodded my pancakes with my fork as I thought about Milo. What he would do to me when he finds out I didn’t make any money last night. What he would do to Mike if he ever found I was hanging out with a teenage boy… for free. I looked up to see Mike staring at me with a questioning expression, his green eyes looking into mine trying to figure me out. “This is a stupid idea.” I said, standing up. 

“No, wait!” Mike called, grabbing my arm. “Please, stay.”

“You don’t understand. This is too risky. I’m putting your life in danger just by being with you!” I exclaimed. 

“I can look after myself.” He said.

“Not against him. He’ll kill you. Milo would kill you.” I said, tears brimming at my eyes. 

“Who’s Milo?” He said, his face full of concern.

“That would be me.” His voice said from behind me. 

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“Milo,” I said, stumbling forward.

“Well, well, well. What have we here?” He asked, eying up Mike.

“A c-customer.” I stuttered.

“Really? At 10am? How interesting!” He said completely sarcastically. “Is this true?” He said, turning to Mike.

“Um, yes, yes it is sir.” Mike said nervously.

“If that’s so, why are you getting breakfast then?” He said. Shit.

“I wanted to sus her out, sir. Wasn’t sure if she was worth the investment.” Mike said. His voice was more confident and what he said sounded legit, but I could see the pain in his eyes. 

“Oh well that’s okay then. When will you be paying for her? Now, perhaps?” Milo said, his voice deep and threatening.

“Tonight, when I have her.” He replied.

Milo nodded and turned to me. “Where’s my money from last night?” He said.

“I… I don’t have it.” I said, looking down and bracing myself.

“You worthless whore!” He spat, grabbing my hair and leading me out.

“LEAVE HER ALONE!” Mike called out.

“If you want to keep to your dick I suggest you shut the fuck up.” Milo growled. Milo threw me into his car and turned and faced Mike. “She’ll be on the same corner as last night if you still want her. Doubt she’ll be able to move much though.” Milo said.

“I’ll still take her.” Mike said, looking through the window with concern in his eyes.

“I expect you to pay $500 cash now, and $500 cash after then. My assistant will assist you to an ATM.” Milo said. Milo’s assistant Giovanni hopped out of the drivers car and stood by Mike.

Milo hopped into the car and turned and faced me. “You know what happens when I don’t get my money, Sparkles. You fucking bitch.” He said, crawling to the backseat and unzipping his jeans.

Thirty minutes later we drove back to the house. I nursed my arm with my other arm and tried not to think about the pain from being punched, raped and having my wrist broken by him. 

When we arrived at the house I trudged upstairs into my room and turned the dirty bath on and sat in it. I put the water scalding hot, wincing at the pain of my cuts and bruises. There is nothing more for me in this pathetic thing I called a life. I submerged my head under water and held my breathe for as long as I could. If I could drown myself I would. I thought of Mike and how I would be seeing him tonight and pull my head from under the water, gasping as I tried to get air into my lungs.