Neglected,beaten,tortured. All words that describe 18 year old Harper. Her parents sold her at the age of 4 to the slave traders.
Now 14 years later she is almost beyond repair. Her hopes of escaping have long been forgotten. She is but a human robo...
Harper It had been a week since I woke up and over that week max and James had caught me up on stuff I should know. Max told me general knowledge and a few childhood memories, I found it strange though that I was never older than 4 in these memories. James tole me my likes and dislikes, he told me that I currently lived with him and he gave me a choice of whether I still wanted to do that. I found myself saying yes I did and so today was the day. I would be leaving the hospital. The other day james got a woman to come and sort my hair out. They never really said how my hair ended up the way it did but it was awful. The woman made my hair more evenly cut and styled it. I definitely now loved my hair
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"Harper are you ready to go" james asked from the other side if the door. I was currently changing into some clothes to leave the hospital in. I noticed when I had my first shower after waking up I was covered in scars, some were faded whilst overs looked pretty fresh. I asked james about them as he seemed to know more. He sat me down and told me what seemed to be a watered down truth. I had been abused by some bad people growing up apparently and then kidnapped a month or so ago. I should be more upset but I'm not. I couldnt remember it so it didnt effect me as much as it should.
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I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked decent enough and so I stepped out of the bathroom in which I'd changed and showed in and saw james a few feet away talking to the Dr. He signed something then thr dr disappeared was the papers. "What were you doing" I ask him when I reach him "just signing the release papers, you are now a free woman" he joked and I rolled my eyes. I had been watching tv alot this week to catch up and learn stuff and one thing I had watched was this prison tv series and the episode I watched, a person paid bail for the offender and had to sign release papers in order for the offender to be freed. Did james think I was a criminal. "Seriously" I say and he laughs "nah they were your discharge papers, the dr had me sign rather than you as you obviously dont have a good memory right now" I nod in understanding as well as replying with "ok, can we leave then" I was ready to leave the hospital, for some reason I wasnt a fan of hospitals. "Yes of course" he said and I smiled. Thank god.
We reached james house after an hour or so and his house was stunning. How could I forget a place like this. "Welcome home, I'll give you a quick tour and show you your room" he said with a big grin.
James This time I will do it right. I will treat her as she deserves to be treated, as a queen. I thought back to when I first brought her here, she was asleep to start with and I gave her a tour the day after. I remembered how scared she was of me, of this place, of what she thought i would do. Now she was smiling and joking with me. A huge contrast and I planned to make the most of it. I gave her a tour of the house, I looked at her after entering each room, checking to see if being in the room would jog her memory. It didnt. The one thing I will miss though is holding her at night, knowing she was safe in my arms. I couldn't do that now as she thought we were just good friends. I guess we are now though, it's not like I can treat her as my girlfriend if she only thinks we are friends. I will just have to start over.
