The Help (MB)

Chapter 27

*Peyton*

The next morning,I woke up to banging on the door.

"Wake up!" I heard Mike say,his voice seemingly louder than the banging. My eyes fluttered open,and I saw him standing beside the door,banging on it while we slowly woke up.

"What time is it?" Penny asked,her voice tired.

"6:30"

"In the morning?"

"No questions!"

I groaned,rubbing my eyes with my right hand.

"E" unchained each of us,and I finally sat up,my back stiff from the uncomfortable position all night. Why do we have to get up so early?

"Bathroom break." He said,then turned and walked out of the room.

Were we supposed to follow him?

I looked over and saw Amaya stand slowly and walk behind him,trying to catch up. The rest of us followed.

He led us to a bathroom down the hall,and handed us a raggedy gown each.

"You are to shower for five minutes each, use the bathroom,and go straight back to your room." He said simply,and I noticed the small shower in the bathroom. He shut the door and left us there,letting us know that he would be keeping guard outside. What was this? Prison?

The bathroom didnt even have a mirror. Penny was the first to take her shower, and Amaya followed. When it was my turn,I hurried and showered as quick as I could. I've never been rushed to shower before. I got out when my time was up and used the restroom. I put on the raggedy gown that was given to me that was white with faded green stripes. I had no underwear,since they didnt give me any.

When time was up,we all left the bathroom and was ushered down the stairs. The house still looked weird,and nothing like I expected from the outside. We were practically pushed into a room down a long hallway,and the strong smell of weed hit my nose again.

"Here they are Lew." I heard Mike say,and the same big scary man from yesterday looked up from whatever he was doing at his desk. When he saw us,his smile grew wide creepy. I looked away,uncomfortable under his glare. Especially with the short gown on.

"Bring them on over." His scruffy,deep voice said,creeping me out even more. We were shoved until we were standing directly in front of the man,and he examined us a few minutes.

"Ahh. Yes. My money makers. I suppose you girls are scared,or weirded out at the least. Well,this is where you are going to be living for a long time. You see,Mr. Johnson is a very busy man. He's done some things that I personally don't like. Messes with my crew. So I decided to mess with him. You are under my control now,so whatever I say goes. Don't ask many questions. I know for a fact you won't enjoy your jobs here,but boy,plenty men will. Don't think about running away,cause i'll have you killed on the spot. Every week you'll send a video to the boys back home to let them know you're doing well. You'll ask for money too. Got it? Good. Get them out of my office."

My eyes were very wide by the time he finished. I didn't like the sound of any of that. What did Mr. Johnson do to him? Why did he have to come after us? What kind of "jobs" will we be doing? Why are we being treated like this? The words couldn't come to my dry mouth as I was shuffled away from the room and back up the stairs.

When we got back to our room,I saw that Kenya had no expression. It was as if she'd zoned out,or was in deep thought. Amaya was shaking and covering herself as much as she could with the gown she was given. Penny had tears running down her face,but at the same time she looked furious. I just stared at them all blankly as I was chained to the floor once again.

A few minutes later,Mike and E walked in with breakfast. We were each given a piece of toast and a very burnt piece of ham. The glass of warm water was the best thing about the breakfast,and I was thankful for it.

Nobody had said a word for a couple hours. Penny and Kenya hadn't even touched their food.

"So this is how it ends huh? We're prostitutes for the rest of our lives? I'd rather die now." I heard Kenya say,expressionless.

So thats the kind of job he had in mind.

"Don't say that Kenya. We'll get out! I don't know how...."

"We should come up with a plan.." Penny said.

"I wouldn't risk it. They look pretty scary.." I added.

"But we have to do something. We can't just let them do this!" Amaya said.

"What are we going to do Amaya? Shoot them down? Run away? We don't even know where we're at!" I responded.

"We can think of something! Maybe we'll send some type of signal to the boys. Let them know we're not okay. It won't be easy not making it obvious though."

"They'd kill us for sure." Kenya said,looking up.

"If they wanted to mess with Mr. Johnson so bad,they wouldn't risk us dying. Then they wouldn't have anything to hold against him." Penny said,looking around.

"What about the boys?"

"How in the hell can they possibly use boys in this manner? Boys can fight back! Plus,who would they have sending in the money they want if they kidnap the boys?" Amaya said.

"She's got a point..." Kenya said.

"Well what do we do?" I asked.

"Let's just think on it for a while. We'll figure it out...."

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