I stayed with him for a while, before leaving, but telling Leo helped me feel better about myself. It made me feel good and happy. I was going to live with him, just thinking of that made my lips spread wide, my stomach had those butterflies fluttering inside me.
I was happy, very, very happy.
~*~
I walked into the dark alley of the club—to the back door. It was evening, and it was already dark outside.
'Turn around.' An unfamiliar voice of a woman spoke softly. That starlet me, I tensed and slowly turned to look behind, but there was no one there. I returned to face the door again and placed my hand on the door handle.
'Don't go in.' The same voice whispered again, only this time it sounded so much like my own. I retracted my hand from the handle and made a full turn to look back, and there was no one I could identify.
"Who's there?" I even asked.
Nothing.
No reply.
No answer.
There was only silence, and it felt so damn eerie. I continued to do what I came to do with my plans. I urged myself not to overthink it and to be calm and focused. I gathered up enough courage and crept in slowly, then shut the door behind me and walked in when my aunt halted me to stop, standing in front of me, blocking my way.
"Where the hell have you been the whole day?" She asked. Anger was written all over her face.
"Never mind that now. You're late. You needed to get ready, I've already asked Shawna to cover for you." She hastily grasped my arm and began to shove me through the tiny hallway. "Come On! You can do your makeup and get—"
"I'm not here to perform," I said.
"Excuse me?"
"I quit," I said firmly.
"Is that so?" She released my arm and put both hands on her hips.
"Yes, I no longer feel comfortable doing it, so I quit." I didn't even stutter, and I was proud of myself to stand my ground.
An odd grin stretched on her face. She pushed me in a room, then reached for her purse and pulled out three envelopes, holding it in her hand as she waved at me.
"You know what these are? Your college applications. You've been planning to escape from here, I see." She stared at me intently, and then with both hands, she ripped them into half and tossed them in the air.
"NO!" I screamed and got down on my knees to collect them. This was my life savings, my hard work, my achievements. I've sacrificed my perks, dedicated my time to study hard. It was the only chance to change my reputation, my image. I wanted to become something, and it was all getting destroyed in front of my eyes.
Enough, I'm not going to tolerate this harassment any longer. I was looking up at Judin from the floor, which made me feel helpless and weak.
"Why? Why are you like this?" I cried, picking up one by one, my hands were shaking, but she could care less. She just laughed at my effort, like the devil she was. Just then, Ken came and stood next to Judin.
I took a deep breath and stood up, "I'm leaving. I'm moving out." I announced.
Her face twisted in such a vicious way that made my stomach curled.
My hands were trembling, not just from the fear, but also from anger.
"Oh!, and where is that? or with whom?" Judin asked and crossed her arms on her chest.
"None of your business." I spitted out.
Judin approached me and slapped me across my face, hard enough to make me fall. The sharp pain stung my left cheek.
"You're not going anywhere," she said. "Ken, will you be a darling and take care of our little problem, feel free to do whatever you want to do with her. I'll send others." She said, waving her hand in the air.
"No," I screamed in a mask of terror. I cried, begging Judin to stop this heinous action.
Tears began rolling down my cheeks. Judin laughed and closed the door. I scrambled to get away as fast as possible, ready to make my escape.
But Ken stood and towered over me. I started to feel uneasy. His eyes were clouded with something, his motivation was lechery, that made me shiver in disgust. With a rapacious look on his face, he started to undo his pants belt.
"Please don't do this, let me go. I'm like your daughter." I begged, crawling backward.
He only laughed to scorn.
The next thing—he pulled my legs and trapped my hands to the floor and laid his body on me. He was trying to get my mouth, but I kept turning my face away.
Ken licked my neck, and it grossed me out. I was squirming under him, fighting as hard as I could, but he was too heavy and bulky to push him away to get him off of me.
"No...Please, let me go, please... please," I cried, I pleaded to him.
"Shut up!" He growled and pinned my hands above my head and kept me in place, and he started moving his lower body on me, his contact disgusted me. Every single second made me feel sick, and it was torture. At that very moment, all I wanted was to die.
I felt him pulling my pants down. I gasped in horror.
'No. No No.' I kept repeating.
Panic hit me hard. My tears kept coming, and I couldn't stop him or control.
An idea popped into my head. I didn't know if this would work or not, but I was desperate to run away from here to save my grace. I spread my legs wide, so my pants won't come out easily.
"Bitch." He cursed, his grip on my hand loosen, and I took advantage of that split second and wiggled my hands to
