Chapter Two

MIA

My eyelids were just as heavy as my body as I tried opening them, the pain had subsided but I still felt like I was run over by a truck.

My eyes fluttered open and the bright light made me shut my eyes quickly. I groaned as I felt the smooth surface on my face, I opened my eyes again and this time I noticed I was in a bed.

It seemed like a hospital bed but I wasn't sure, I focused my vision adjusting to the light then I turned to the other side of the room.

The tiny room was empty and the bed was the only thing here. I realized I could move now so I sat up checking to see that my clothes were still intact.

My stepdad and my mother sold me to these people, my jaw clenched as I remembered the smug smile on Edward's face and my mother's cold gaze as she led me to his office.

She gave me up without caring if I was going to be killed.

But there is no time to think about that now I need to find a way to get out of here or find a way to call the police.

There was a door with no one in sight, and a thought popped up in my head. I could use this opportunity to run.

The moment I moved a grip on my hand held me back then I noticed my right hand was handcuffed to the bed.

Bastards.

I looked around and found a camera on the other side of the room, the door opened and a woman walked in.

Dressed in a tight mini skirt and skimpy crop top, her face was painted with heavy makeup and her red lips curled in a disgusted sneer as she came closer.

Before I could blink her palm landed on my face the resounding slap echoed inside my head.

"Next time remember to wake up on time, the other girls are ready and you are the last to wake up, if you are this lazy how will you satisfy the buyers?" She glared and my lips parted but I couldn't find the words to say.

The door opened and two hefty men walked in. One was holding a gun and the other was with a bag. I gulped as I noticed the woman was unlocking my handcuffs.

I thought of sprinting past the men but I knew better than to go through with it, I'm not a runner and I'm sure they won't hesitate to hold me down or worse shoot me.

My heart raced as she threw the bag at me, "Get up and get rid of that rubbish you are wearing" She ordered and I swallowed a hard lump in my throat, despite the fact that I was shaking in fear I still found myself opposing.

"I'm sorry but can I get some privacy? I can't strip in front of them" I pointed out and she raised an eyebrow.

"What nonsense are you spewing? Do you want me to tell them to help you take it off instead? I'm sure they won't waste my time like you are now" She snapped her finger and the one without the gun started walking closer.

"Stop!" I yelled in panic.

"Then start dressing now!" The woman barked at me and I flinched, my hands moved on their own accord towards the rim of my dress pulling it over my head and I was left with my bra and panties.

Conscious of the eyes on me I quickly took out the dress in the bag, my jaw dropped at the piece of material that resembled a bikini.

"Ma I can't-"

"It's Madeline, and don't even think about requesting that the dress is not good enough, that dress is more expensive than the others are wearing so you better be grateful" She snapped.

The word 'grateful' reminded me of my stepfather, and I shook my head.

"I can't wear it, it's too revealing," I said and the men started laughing while Madeline's face turned red.

"Do you not understand what I just said? Get. Dressed. Now." She emphasized but I ignored her standing my ground.

"Get me the horsewhip" She ordered and my eyes almost fell out of their socket.

I started dressing up instantly and she stopped the man from leaving. I wore a blue dress that was barely covering my ass and the front exposed my chest leaving a piece of material on my nipples.

I put on the high heels wobbling as I stood up straight, I might as well fall and break my neck in these heels.

Then I wore the ridiculous blue hair band with bunny ears.

She nodded, staring at me.

"We already put you on birth control, are you a virgin?" She asked and I shyly nodded.

"Even better, you will earn us a lot of money" She smiled and took my hand leading me out of the room while the guys walked behind us.

I struggled to walk with the heels and I was certain I would sprain my ankle before we got to whenever she was taking me.

"Ma'am I-"

"It's Madeline, we are business partners now honey, no need to be so uptight" She interrupted.

"I was wondering if I could change these heels" I requested and she shook her head.

"You are not the only girl here wearing that, don't worry you'll be fine" She dismissed and I nodded keeping my mouth shut before I provoke her.

I need to be smart about this if I want to get out of this place, loud music was coming from where we were walking and my heart raced as we got closer.

"I want you on your best behavior, stay in line and don't cause any trouble" She ordered and we walked into a room.

My eyes widened at the number of girls in the room, they were more than fifteen and they were dressed just like me.

A girl was sobbing at the other end of the corner and the others ignored her, Madeline glared at the girl before facing the rest.

"Alright girls, the auction starts in ten minutes, be prepared and get your shit together," She said, shifting her gaze to the sobbing girl at the last words.

I would be lying if I say I wasn't freaking out, my parents sold me to that man and he brought me to what looks like a brothel.

She let go of me and gestured for me to go and I walked towards the end of the line, some girls were glaring at me as I walked to the end and I ignored them.

The girl sobbing was the one in front of me and I don't know why I felt pity for her even though we are in the same situation.

Madeline left and four men walked into the room, two were the ones with Madeline while the other two were new faces.

"You come with me" One of them pointed at the sobbing girl and she shook her head, the man snarled as he stalked towards her and dragged her arm.

"No! Leave me alone" She screamed but he ignored her protest, the others picked some girls and took them away.

"They don't touch the virgins, so I'm guessing you are one," A female voice said beside me and I diverted my attention to my right.

A tall pretty brunette with green eyes stared back at me, "How do you know that?" I asked.

"Because you are too beautiful and those horny assholes would have been fighting to share you instead of taking the others. I'm Amaree,” She introduced.

"I'm Mia. Do you know where we are?" I asked and she nodded.

"I was sold by my brother, to Madeline. It's an auction, they sell us to the highest bidder," She explained.

"You mean they sell us to other people? What are we supposed to do if we are sold?" I questioned again.

"Are you that dumb or you are just pretending, we are sold as sex slaves, those girls at the front are sex workers here but they get to be auctioned when fresh girls are brought in. The virgins are the most expensive and valuable, if you are one then you are lucky, and your master will be filthy rich. Unlike me, I will be sold for five hundred dollars" She replied and my eyes widened.

Five hundred?

For a beautiful human girl?!

"What- how is that even possible? I don't want to be here, I don't want to be sold" I rasped my heart skipping as I thought of belonging to someone.

"I'm scarred, I was eleven when my brother used a kitchen knife to slice my back because I refused to make dinner for him. The scar reduced my value" She narrated and tears threatened to fall from my eyes.

"I'm sorry" I whispered and she chuckled, shaking her head.

"What's your story?" She asked.

"My stepfather and my mom sold me" I replied and she tutted.

"I can relate to the betrayal, turns out the term family is bullshit, I hope you get picked by a good man" She gave me a tight smile.

The girl sobbing earlier ran into the room with wide eyes and blood dripping down her chin.

"Oh my God"

"What did she do?"

I was about to walk towards her when Madeline came in and she ran towards her, "Help- help me" She pleaded and Madeline pushed her away.

The two men with her earlier in my room returned with the girls they had taken, and the scared-looking girls rushed back to the line.

"Take care of her" Madeline ordered and left the same way she came.

One of them brought out a glock and shot the girl twice in her head and chest. I screamed as she dropped dead on the ground, blood pooled around her instantly.