"Lights out girls." Our "daddy" told us all.
We have to call him daddy otherwise we would either get slapped, punched, or kicked. The nice thing was we got to choose what we wanted but not where we wanted.
But, tonight was the last night I would have to call anyone daddy or get punched. Tonight I was escaping with my only friend in this horrible business, Hannah. Her and I have been coming up with this plan to get out for six months. Tonight we got to breathe fresh air and walk on bright green grass.
"Rose are you ready?" Hannah whispered to me. She was sleeping in the same king sized bed has me along with one other girl that just came yesterday. We get new and young girls every week. It makes me sick.
"Yes, you know the plan right?" I whispered back quietly making sure no one wakes up. I know she knows the plan but I cant help but still be nervous.
"Rose, we've been discussing this plan for over five months now." She said to me. She got up from the bed and started walking to the door seeing if it was locked. It was always locked but this plan needs to go correctly or else we could end up dying.
She gave me the OK, so I quickly went under the bed being careful trying not to wake up the new girl next to us. I got the rope from under the bed and made my way to the window. I attached the rope to the windowsill and tied it securely.
"Hannah come on." I whispered over to her getting ready to get out of the window. I looked back and she was walking towards me. She gave me a nod and helped me out of the window.
About fifteen minutes later I reach the bottom of the rope. I wanted to be really quiet and swift so it took me ages. When I landed I could finally breathe and step on the green grass. Except there was no green grass here. Just dead yellow prickly stubs of what used to be called grass.
Just mere seconds I was hit with something on my head and I fell straight down to the prickly grass. I look up and realize it was the bags filled with out "clothes" we had to show our skin around the house or else we would also be punished.
"Thanks for the warning Han." I whisper shout to her. She mouths a 'Sorry' before making her way down the rope.
"Come on Hannah you got this. Just keep going." I cheer her on. She's been on the rope for ten minutes now and she's almost at the end. She takes a few more stretches and finally jumps down.
She makes some unhuman noises before brushing her knees off and grabbing the bag.
Once we reach the gate to leave the hell hole we throw the bag over the gate and start to climb. We could see the gate from outside of our window so we already knew how to get out.
This time I let Hannah climb over first. She starts to climb and I help support her by holding on to her bum for help. When she gets to the point where I cant hold her bum she takes one big jump over the large gate and grabs the bag.
"Okay my hands hurt like hell but, you gotta just keep moving Rose." She whispers to me.
"Okay...just keep talking to me so I know your here." I say to her getting anxiety. I have anxiety problems but, I wasn't gonna let that get in the way of my only chance of freedom.
"Rose, I'm always here for you. From the day you were brought to Daddy's I knew that already." She says.
Hannah was there the first day I was brought to Daddy's she was the only one that even talked to me or listened to my story. We became very close and were inseparable.
I was a couple inches away from when I could jump to my freedom. But I heard yelling coming from behind us.
"Fuck, Rose you have to hurry or else we're gonna get caught and die!" She says to me.
