Story of My Life

Struggle

“Who are you?” he asked, staring at me, “Your name isn’t Alyssa, is it?”

“Will you let me go after I answer your questions?” I started to struggle with my hands.

“Answer them first.” he said “What’s your name?”

“I’m Alyssa Marie Strom.” I said with my hands shivering, “Are you through?”

“Not yet, tell me everything.”

“I’m fifteen. I-“ The tie got looser everytime I bent my wrists.

“You’re what?”

“I’m fifteen, sir.”

“Fifteen, are you fucking kidding me?” he said standing up, “You’re so young.”

“Why, if you had known, you wouldn’t have raped me, would you?”

“Watch your mouth.” he said sitting beside me. “I didn’t rape you. You shouldn’t have been there in the club. It’s your fault.”

“I had to earn to make a living.”

“Why, your parents?” he said, “What about them?”

“I told you I ran away.”

“Why would you run away?” he said with his voice louder, “You’re still a kid, do you know that? How many days have you been away from home?”

“Please, sir-”

“Call me Abel.”

“Please, Abel. You promised. I hope you’ll keep it.”

“Tell me more.” he said, “Did they abuse you?”

“No, Abel. I was just depressed with life. They always ignored me and I was not ready to shift to Tokyo.”

“Where do you come from?”

“I’m from Nevada. Carson City. We reached Tokyo the day before yesterday. I ran away the next day.”

“You’re so foolish, Alyssa.” he said, “You have their number?”

“You promised me.”

“I will keep my promise, don’t worry. Only if you keep me company for as long as I want.”

“That’s unfair.” I cried, “You told me you would let me go.” I struggled free. Out of the tie.

“You’re too young to live on your own.”

“What are you gonna do? Pass me onto your friends, ain’t it? Or sell me?” I got up to start running towards the door. “Ain’t I too young to have sex with, Abel?”

He grabbed my hips before I could do so and swung me on the bed again.

“You ratchet bitch. Don’t try to fool me, I’m not one of your parents.” he started to get mad at me, “I guess you don’t like people being polite to you? Spoilt brat….. you’re mine, you understand?”

I kicked him hard in his balls and tried running again while he crouched. This time I reached the door, unlocked it and started towards the elevators. Before I could get into it, he grabbed me, looked around if there was anybody watching and swung me to the ground. I screamed but he cupped my mouth and dragged me all along the corridors and pulled me into my room.