babydolls (h.s)

four

MACI

"Walk a little faster, will you?" The blonde, who I learned was named Niall, speaks. He hold my hands behind my back as I walk in front of him. I feel like a prisoner.

I am a prisoner.

We walk along three halls and finally reach the room that was our destination. He opens it and I see a girl standing there. She is also covered in tattoos and has black hair.

"Oh, new doll?"

"You bet ya." He smiles.

The girl looks me over. "What are we going for? What is the theme for tonight?"

Niall lets go of my hands, but I dare not run. I heard Mr. Z loud and clear. Now is not the time. I have not seen one exit, nor a window, since I woke up.

Niall looks me up and down once again.

"The theme is elegant. I would go with something low up and high back."

The girl nods, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards her.

"Oh, you're pretty. You'll make my job easy, most definitely. She's gonna sell quick." She tells Niall.

"S-sell?" I stutter.

"She should." Niall ignores me and talks to the girl.

The girl goes over to a desk in the corner. She pulls out a measuring tape and walks back over to me.

"Hold your arms out."

I look at her, not knowing wether or not to do it. I almost decide against it before Niall clears his throat, almost like a threat.

I do as she says and nervously hold them out. She wraps the tape around me and gets the measurements she needs.

"Okay, I'll have the dress ready in ten. Have her shower until then."

I almost perk up at the word shower. Niall nods and begins to hold my hands behind my back again, but I pull them towards me.

"I'll follow you. You don't have to hold my hands." I say, tired of my arms hurting.

He huffs and opens the door. I follow him once again into another room, this time it is a bathroom. I look around and see a toilet and a shower.

He shoves me in. "Ten minutes at most. Clean up good. Shampoo in the corner. Towel on the other side of the toilet."

I hear the door shut behind me. I know I'm alone.

The first thing I do is cry. I break down. I lean up against the closed door, sliding down to the floor.

Why is this happening to me?

All I wanted to do is have a couple drinks to get my mind off of all the shitty things in my life. In no way was I wanting to be thrown into some type of human trafficking ordeal.

I look around the room. Once again, another room with no windows. No mirrors. Nothing. No escape.

I put my head in my hands. My head still pounds, and now even harder from the crying. I'm going to be stuck here for forever. They are gonna kill me. This is it.

I hear a knock on the door.

"I don't hear water running yet!" I hear Niall yell. I slowly get up and turn the water on, undressing after getting it to the right temperature.

My shower lasts around eight minutes. Niall yells at me to throw on my towel and come out. I do as he says and slowly make my way into the hallway, where I see Niall and the girl from earlier.