Sorry for the long wait but I was having exams. But here is a long update to make the loss. ;)
ANDREA'S POV: (Read carefully its ANDREA)
I sat on the bed quietly waiting for the third customer of today. It was hardly 6 in the evening and I was already on customer number three.
The night was yet to pass.
I signed sadly as I have learned to accept this life. I have no other option.
The door opened and a bald, bulky man entered in. He must be in his late forties.
"My my aren't you a beauty", he said smiling at me. At least he had all his teeth intact.
"Hello sir", I gave him a smile. We were thought to give a flirty smile, I tried but never succeed.
"An innocent one, I see. Good cause it suits your pretty little face", he smiled again and I got frustrated. I hated men like him who tried to make conversation. Acting nice, while they were everything but nice. The nice words were used just to make their night easy and enjoyable.
He laid down on the bed and I furrowed my eyebrows at him. He rolled his eyes at my questioning look.
"I had a fight with my wife so I am kicked out for the night. She will calm down tomorrow morning. I needed a night to crash so I came here. We have all night to get nasty, no need to hurry", he said the last part smirking.
A part of me was happy that there will be no more costumers tonight but a part was sad that I have to entertain this man for rest of the night.
"The name is Dave by the way", he held his arm out and I took it for a handshake but he pulled me towards him so I fell on his chest.
"What's your name baby"
"It's Maria", I told him my name which I use for customers. He chuckled.
"Now tell me the real name", the question was expected. All of them do this and if we tell them our real name we surely get into trouble.
"It's Maria for you", I said sternly and he rolled his eyes again.
Next second I was roughly turned around so that I fall on my back. He hovered over me and tore my dress making me gasp.
Guess he is just soft at talking.
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Dave rolled to his side and I was breathing heavily to catch as much as breath as I could. This man is brutal. It's already been two hours and he stopped now.
"Mind if I smoke", he asked looking at me. I shook my head hurriedly. I was scared. As I said only his words were soft, his actions were brutal. Two hours were enough for me to learn that.
"Ohh I guess my cigarettes are over. I'll be back with some", he smiled again and hoped down the bed. Wearing his pant and shirt he just took his wallet from over the table and walked out of the room.
Wait, the table. There was a cellphone on the table. My heartbeat went fast as after a long time I could see a chance. A chance to get out of this hell hole and meet the love of my life.
Austin.
I took the phone and thankfully it had no lock. I dialled the only phone number I knew and which was permanently engraved in my mind. Which was my only line of hope and I could never afford to forget it.
My heart raced as I heard the ring. It was like a melody to my ear. I looked at the door and made sure that it was closed.
The phone kept ringing and my heart beat went faster with every passing second.
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She Is Not Her
Romance"So Andrea, do you remember me now?", he asked through gritted teeth, anger, frustration, hatred and slight hurt clearly heard in his voice. "I am not Andrea, and I don't fucking remember you", she hissed looking straight in his eyes and pulled on t...