The Orphan Whore

Chapter 23

**NOTE**

Okay so I had a relization earlier this week in English class when I should have been writing a 5 paragraph persuasive essay on why gay marriage should be legal. This story has totally gone off track!! Which is why I am now going to split the Orphan Whore in to 2 books. The Orphan Whore will continue the life of Bonita. I will then be realsing a sort of spin off of it called "Watercrest's Secrets", which will be about the remaining charcters at Watercrest. All of the chapters in "Orphan Whore" will be in Bonita's POV. Just thought you all would like to know that so you won't be confused. Thanks for reading and thanks for all the support!!!

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Chapter 23

The car ride from Watercrest was pretty shitty. I felt like I had just sold my soul to the devil. The devil looked alot like a albino, except no creepy eyes. Well, she still had creepy eyes, but they weren't red. I curled up on the limo seat, wonderin what the hell Addi would think if she knew the arrangment I had just made. "Umm..Mrs.Harrison...will I be able to, ya know, call anyone? Like, keep in touch with anyone?" I asked. She shot me a hard glance.

"No. You might tell one of your hoodlum friends, who could sell the story to a newspaper so they could get money for... I don't know...booze or drugs" she said exaspertaed, as if I was an idiot. I was going to bring up the fact she was offering me drugs so I could seduce her husband and that that right there would make an awesome cover story.

"Why would it matter if my friends sold the story? How famous are you?" I asked. She sighed, like she was speaking to a dimwitted child.

"We own some very expensive resturants across the country. I doubt you have ever heard of them" she snapped at me before looked out torwards the window. It took every ounce of willpower in my body to not slap her in the face. She thought I was some low class, druggie hooker!! Well, a few months ago I had been a high end druggie prostitute, but still. I had class and she was a bitch. She didn't even know me. I wanted to jump out the damn window and run back to Addi. I didn't want to be back in this life. Then Harrison turned back to me.

"You might want to learn some things about this family. We have two children, Gregory and Nicolette. Gregory is 18 and Nicolette is 16. They live with us and I suppose you will able to associate with them. My husband, George, is not home at the moment. He is in Los Angeles, opening a new chain of our resturants. He will be back next week. He enjoys swimming, so spend time at our pool. He is a lover of poetry and the arts, something I find ridiculois. But start reading books that child your age should be reading. Or if they prove to be to hard, Google them. My husband had a very sheltered life style, so he does not understand the hardships of the outside world. If asked about your past, tell him the truth. It will make him more interested in you. Do not talk to him about his work, for he does not like discussing it. I have bought new clothes for you, so do not bother wearing the clothes you packed. Wear only what I have preapproved. When we arrive at my home, you will meet my children. They will most likely not understand your life, so lie to them. Tell them something they can understand, such as a car accident if they ask. Nico is easily influenced, so do not tell her about the drugs. Greg might be attarctted to you. If you give in to him, I will not stop it, but I will not approve of it. If you accept the drugs I will provide, you may only use them in the room I give you and only when you know no one will come and find you. Do you understand all of this?" she finished. I just stared at for a moment before nodding.

Holy shit, what had I gotten myself into? "What's your addiction?' she asked, in the same monotone voice she had told me all of that information in.

"Uhhh...pot. I also like booze" I said, not sure why I was telling her. But the fact that Addi wasn't here and there needed to be a way to keep myself going. She nodded. Then I felt the car hit the driveway and I looked out the window to see a huge house, that would have suited the queen of England. So I guess it was a mansion. As we pulled up, a young man, probably no older than me, opened my door. His eyes met mine for a moment and I saw the same thing in his eyes I had ever seen in any kid I had ever met. The look of wondering what made them end up here. He was like me. "Thank you' I said. He nodded, a little shocked by it, then ran to open Mrs. Harrison's door. I stared at the huge white mansion in awe when Harrison came up behind me and pushed me forward a little.

"How far are we out of the city?" I asked, staring around at all the open acres.

"A few cities. Please, get into the hosue!" she snapped. I made a face behind her as she went up the staris to open the huge doors. I heard a slight chuckle and looked to see the guy who had opened my door. I smiled a little and so did he. I went inside the huge house and couldn't help but stare at the beauty of everything. Before I could do anything, Harrison pulled something out of her breif case and handed it to me. Birth control pills. "I forgot to give them to you in the car. Quick, put them in your bag!" she hissed. I did, still staring at all the silver and gold. It was like a museum.

"Mom? Mom is that you?" a voice called. I saw a really cute girl run down the staris. She had dark blue eyes like her mother, but black hair. Nicolette was pale and skinny, but very short. She smiled at her mother and gave her a quick hug before she caught sight of me. "Oh, you're the girl my mom is taking in. Bonita, right?" she asked. I nodded.

"Cool. You have really pretty eyes" she said, smiling a bubbly smile. I blushed a little and smiled. "Thanks" I muttered. "I like your hair" I said.

"Thank you! I was think of getting it cut but if it looks nice..." I let her talk about her hair as Harrison showed me to a room on the second floor. She opened the door to a beautiful room that I could have only dreamed of. It was a deep lavender color and there was a pretty, old looking four poster bed, a computer desk. It was something any of the kids at Watercrest would have killed for. Harrison left me and Nicolette to talk. I had finally been able to get a word in when there was a knock on the opened door. I looked up to see who obviously had to be Greg. He looked exactly like his sister, but tall. Maybe Tyler's height. If his sister was cute, he was super cute.

"Could you keep it down Nico? Jeez. Nice to meet you" he directed at me, holding out his hand "I'm Greg" I took his hand and shook it once.

"I'm Bonita" I said. He nodded, staring at me intently. We all started talking and they both seemed pretty normal, which I hadn't expected, considering their mother. But the second they left, I couldn't help but love the silence. I started poking aroound the room, trying to avoid the closet. There were some nice things there and when I saw there was a iPod Touch sitting on the computer desk, with 2 $100 gift cards, I almost went crazy. I guess being a slut does pay off.

Finally I opened the closet, which was bigger than the room Addi and I shared. It was filled with clothes, bathing suits, lingere right out of Victoria Secret's and loads of dresses. I closed myself in the closet and leaned against the wall. I shoved a peice of fabric in my mouth and screamed so I could get all that feeling out of me.

It does NOT pay to be a kept woman. Especially when you're in love.