Just Call Me Lily

Drained

"The jealous are possessed by a mad devil and a dull spirit at the same time"

- Johann Kaspar Lavater

Sierra

This has to be hell. Somehow we all died and this is our judgment.. To be fed upon and brutally fucked by monsters. When we first got here I thought Tito had hit a lick in a major way. That this would be my moment to shine. Get in good with the elite and not have to work the streets anymore. I had it on my mind to impress them all and downplay the rest of these bitches, which wouldn't have been hard to do.. They ain't got shit on me.

Gabrielle is the only one who gave me a run for my money, only because she's way younger than me and tricks will pay top dollar for teenage pussy. It sure as hell ain't because she's prettier than me.

I swear I hate that bitch with a passion. Everything was fine with me and Tito until he bought Gabrielle from her flacka'd out mama, who also used to ho for his daddy. Damn slut was happy to show up and show out for Tito, and he ate that shit up too. He started ignoring us all and catering to her the most, actually finding high paying clients for the bitch. Pissed me the fuck off, so I had to set her ass up. Shit had gone her way for three years and she was getting way too damn comfortable with her position. Unlike the rest of these hoes I'm actually Tito's girl. Been with him since high school and I wasn't about to let some young ho take my spot.

I know Tito's circle real well. All I had to do was tell the right ones that I believe the bitch got HIV. I knew the news would spread like wildfire and it did. Requests for her began to decline and almost everyone bypassed her on the street. Finally Tito got tired of her not bringing in money and beat her ass. Now lil miss teenaged dream is going to be fucked up for life, and it couldn't have happened at a more perfect time... Or so I thought.

Being a ho is dangerous business, either because of Johns or a pimp. Pimps are cool so long as you bringing in money and they also provide the protection needed against Johns. I should've known by the way that demon bitch held Tito up by his throat and ripped his pants off, that this was going to be on a whole nother level of danger. But when we got to our rooms and saw the ball gowns that we were to wear tonight.. All of our fears flew right out the window.

I am so relieved that this night is over. If I had to endure being fed on any longer I would've died. Even going up this long ass staircase is taking its toll on my body. I feel week and nauseous. I'm barely able to lift my feet to take a step. I sat down a few times to gather my strength before I finally made it to the top. Everyone else had already made it to their rooms and none of them bitches even bothered to help me. I got it the worst out of everybody... With the exception of that one dude that got ate up.

I forgot whether I am to turn right or left to get to my room. I honestly don't care. I just want to get to the nearest bed and fall out. I turned to the left and staggered down the hall when one of the servants showed up out of nowhere and snatched me backwards..

"Girl!... You know you ain't s'pose to be down here!" He scolded me through a whisper..