Mila's POV~
Its been about a week since I was taken away from my parents. I hadn't eaten,or bathed. I was locked in a crate and I knew that I was inside of a car because I could hear the purring of the engine. Whoever these people were had been driving for hours nonstop. I longed to get out of this crate. I couldn't take the bloody/musty smell that was embracing me. It took all of my will power not to throw up and make the situation worse. I had infected wounds on my arms and torso. I could see the dried puss stuck to my skin in the dim lights. I had claustrophobia and after a while of having a panic attack they didn't pay any attention to me. I didn't know what these people looked like or what their names were but as the drive went on a name that I heard pretty frequent was Kellin. I was guessing that he was the man they were bringing me to. "Vin pull over here,"I heard someone say with a thick Russian accent. I knew the accent because I had family members of the Russian descent. "Let's get her out so Lydia can give her an exam,"said the same thick Russian accent. The next thing I knew the trunk was being opened and I heard the unlocking of the chain on the crate. I was getting impatient with them. I wanted to take a breath of fresh air. Clean fresh air. "Get out,"said another man with oddly spiked up hair. I went to stand up but as soon as I did I fell to the floor. I was so weak from not eating and all of the blood that I lost. I heard some rude snickers and then the man with the Russian accent grabbed me by my arm and helped me stand up. "Let's go?,"he said as more of a demand than a question. We walked for a while and then we reached this huge door. It was the biggest door I've ever seen in my entire life. It had two huge lion heads on it with hoops hanging from its mouth. They were knockers. A man with shoulder length curly brown hair came behind me and began to tie my arms behind my back. "its mandatory,"he said. I could hear a bit of sympathy in his voice but I didn't dare look behind me into his eyes. One of the doors swung open and there standing before us was a short chubby woman that seemed to be around her late thirties and early forties. She was dressed in lavender colored scrubs. She stood aside and then the Russian man placed his hand on the small of my back and lead me into the house. Excuse me. This wasn't a house. It was a mansion,and a huge one at that. "Lydia take her and get started with a physical then send her to Sarah to be bathed,"he said to the short woman. She nodded and patted my back leading me through a series of hallways. When we finally got there she cut the rope that was binding my hands behind my back. I rubbed my sore wrists and then sat on the bed as she instructed. She grabbed a packet of empty papers and then sat on a stool and the questions began. She asked me my full name,my age,my last check up,when I get my period,if I was allergic to anything,if I'd ever had any serious diseases or illnesses. After that she walked into the next room for about five minutes then came back with a two syringes and some antibacterial wipes. "I'm going to need some of your blood and then I'll get started with cleaning up those cuts you have,"she said motioning towards my arm stomach with disgusted face. I wasn't afraid of needles. They didn't cause me pain so her taking my blood wasnt a big deal. After my wounds were wrapped up she went back to scribble something on the packet if paper. "Today we are going to have you start on birth control to regulate your period and you will also be taking shots once a month to ensure you don't get pregnant,you aren't a virgin so its required,"she said writing down a prescription. I looked up at her,"I..Uhm I am a virgin..,"I said twiddling my thumbs. Her eyes got huge and then she excused herself from the room. When she returned a few minutes later the Russian man was with her. He looked furious as he walked over to me. He grabbed me by my tattered shirt and I flinched and squeezed my eyes shut. "I'm going to ask you one time and one time only,if you lie to me there will be consequences, are you a virgin?!" he yelled at my face. I stood quiet,I was too scared to say anything. He picked me up and slammed me against the wall,"you little bitch you'd better tell me right fucking now!"he screamed. By now I was choking back tears. "no..,"I said quietly. He put me down and fixed his black blazer then walked out of the room. I wiped away the tears in my face and sat back down on the bed. Lydia walked back in. "sweetheart you didn't have to lie to me about that,there's nothing to be ashamed of,"she said patting my shoulder. I just nodded my head. I wasn't lying when I said that I was a virgin,but why does it matter so much if I am?...
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