Alex buried her face back into Phils chest. She tried to shrink as much into him as humanly possible.
"Who's that?" A loud voice said, interrupting the silence.
"It's my carry on. She's one I bought at the last showing I came to."
"She doesnt look like a show girl in that. How much was she?"
"A lot. You know how much virgins go fof around here."
The man chuckled. Alex suddenly felt arms wrap around her pulling her off of Phil. She immidiatly started screaming.
"Shut the fuck up. For a carry on she sure is loud, Philip."
"I already bought her, Brad. You know this is against the rules."
" Whats your name sweetheart?"
" B-b-b-bailey."
The man twisted her arm.
"Dont lie to me skank, youre Sams daughter. Hes ganna be real happy when he finds out i found his little girl."
"You're not going to take her. She's not Sams. "
Alex started screaming again when the man lifted her.
"STOP. STOP." Phil started screaming at the man known as Brad.
"ALEX I PROMISE. I WONT LET THE-" He was cute off by the man carrying her out of the room.
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NonfiksiBruises aren't always made from pain, Alex just hasn't found that out yet.