A Field Of Flowers

Trinity

If you would have told me, "Trinity, you and your friends are going to be torn apart and you'll be sold as a slave for dirty humans," I never would have believed you. Now, I'm not so sure because I seem to be in that exact situation.

Sitting in the man that capture me's dirty truck. My whole right side was pressed against the cold metal door but he kept touching me. Caressing my thigh and slowly inching it higher and higher up my leg. Soon there would be nowhere else to go.

This isn't fair. I have Free will, I'm not a damn toy! My fox tail was under me, ears flat against my head in both annoyance and fear. When the man's hand was under my dress, I panicked. I could feel my heart beating faster and my breathes quickened. "Don't fucking touch me you damn pervert!" I exclaimed, slapping his hand. We were at a stop light and he whipped his head around so fast to look at me, it looked like it hurt.

"I am your master, don't you dare tell me what I can and can't do with you, slave." He growled. I whimpered when his hand struck my face and he tightened his grip on the wheel, driving away. I curled up in the seat as tears began slipping from my eyes and down my face. The salty drops of moisture soothed the quickly reddening area. I wasn't going to say sorry, there was no way in hell.

"Stop crying you useless kit. I won't hesitate to punish you when we get home." I immediately stopped my quiet sobs, too scared to find out what would happen if I didn't. I don't know how long I stayed like that or how long we had been in the car but suddenly the man sighed, parking the car and unbuckling his seatbelt.

I raised my head, hating myself for being curious but when I did, he motioned for me to follow him. Slowly and cautiously, I got out of the car, closing the door and standing besides the man. He walked up a small pebble path, making sure I was behind him and stopped at a front door, unlocking it and ushering me inside. To say the house was beautiful was an understatement. It was amazing! The house itself was huge and everything inside looked fancy and very breakable.

"Mika, Risu!" The man called. I shuffled awkwardly on the spot, staring at my feet only peeking up when I heard two sets of footsteps.

"Hello master, your home!"
"Master~" I almost gagged but somehow I kept it in. The man nodded at their greeting, moving his head in my direction. "This is Trinity." The man explained. He roughly grabbed my arm and made me look at the two mouse hybrids in front of them. The younger girl had short light pink hair and big chocolate eyes that sparkled in the light.
"Trinity, this is Mika." Mika smiles at me, timidly, sensing my discomfort.

The older girl had short light purple hair and coffee colored eyes that were slightly narrowed at me. "And this is Risu." I nodded, not trusting my voice at the moment. "Girls, I'm heading back out. See to it that Trinity has a bath and gets some new clothes." He ordered before walking back out through the door and leaving me with the mice. The echoing sound of it locking made me flinch almost.

"So how did you end up here?" Mika asked me, sweet tone almost nonexistent.

"I-I don't know," I stuttered, wanting to faint. "I was auctioned I think but I don't remember how it happened or why he got me." I confessed, tears pricking my eyes.

"Hey, woah, please don't cry.." Risu exclaimed, pulling me into a hug, eyes full of sadness. I couldn't help it, I wanted to go home. "Why don't we get you cleaned up before he comes home, huh?" Risu offered, taking my hand and leading me up the stairs.

After I had showered and dried my hair, Mika had set out an outfit for me on the sink and I sighed, knowing I couldn't get out of doing this. Slipping into the pink jeans and white tank top, I stared at myself in the mirror, not able to tell who I was anymore.

All was fine until the man got home. He reeked of alcohol and I winced at the smell, it bringing back memories of home when I was young. "You worthless pieces of shit, I left a list of chores for you to do and you didn't fucking do it?!" He screamed. I was the only one downstairs and I felt tears well up in my eyes.
"Trinity you're fucking useless! Why did I waste my money on you?!" I gasped, letting out a chocked sob when his fist collided with my face. I fell to the floor sobbing as he beat me until I was bloody and bruised. Something felt broken but I couldn't tell you where. Everywhere hurt the same.

I thought I got away from this, leaving home but now I see that the beatings are always there. I always deserve it. I wanted to tell him I was sorry despite not knowing what I did but I couldn't. I was crying too hard to form words and even if I could I knew better than to know that it did anything.