Trapped

Trapped Part 38

"What are we going to do?" One of the girls sat on the bed.

"First, rules. One, I don't wanna hear none of that no ma'am yes ma'am yes master no master crap up in this room. We're all the same. Y'all don't need to put me or anyone else on a golden pedestal." I plopped down on the bed. "Now...I figured that I do something special for y'all. Dazzle you up a bit. Get to know y'all. Talk a little history and whatnot....starting with Grace." I pulled her to a small chair I had set up in front of a mirror.

The other girls watched me. It was quiet. I brought out shampoo and conditioner.

"So, to get things going, I'll start with myself." I brought a bucket of water in and began washing her hair. "My name is Kyra Selene Hernandez. I'm 17. I don't really have an interesting life. I don't really know why I'm here. But I remember my last day of my normal life. I was hanging out with my friends the whole day. When I got home, I decided to wind it down. I got a drink. Left it alone for a while, and next thing I know, I wake up in a dirty basement. Not much, but I do have questions." I said as I began to scrub the conditioner into her scalp. "What are all of your names, ages, and how long have you been here?"

"I'm Roc's girl. My name is Maria. I'm 18. I've been here 2 years." She fumbled with her fingers.

"I'm Roc's. I'm Alex, short for Alexandria. 19 years old. Been here 3 years." She looked at the ends of her hair.

"Also Roc's. I'm Jojo. Short for Joanne. I'm 18. It's been a year since I first came here." She watched me do Grace's hair.

"I'm Roc's. My name is Eva. Im 18 and I've spent 8 months in this hell hole." She shook her head.

"Roc's. Grace. 17 years old...spent 4 months in here." She stood still as I did her hair.

"I'm Ray's. My name is Tara. Three years in this place. Im 19..." She bounced her left leg.

"My name's Mira. Im wit Ray. I'm 17. Been here since I was 16...one fucking year..." She spoke a little louder than the rest."

"Deja. Ray's girl. Been here 5 months. Im 18."

"Allison. Wit Ray. 3 years spent here. Im 19."

"Kali. Ray's. 7 months I've been here. Im 18."

"Juliana. Ray's. People call me Leelee or Juju. Ive been here...bout 11 months. Im 19."

"Im Anna. Wit Prod. Been here 1 year. Im 19."

"My name is Hope. Also wit Prod. Ive been here 2 years. Im 18."

"Kennedy. Prod. 9 months spent here, 18 years of age."

"Brandi. Prod. 3 years here. 18 years old."

"Samia. Prod. 3 years spent here. Im 18."

"Okay..." I just finished rinsing her hair. "So, starting with the ones who have been here the longest." I squeezed the water out of her hair. "Tell me what yall know about this place, how it works, who knows about it, stuff like that." I began blowdrying it.

"Um..." Kennedy began.

"There were a lot more people. A lot more girls. A lot more staff." Samia spoke, staring off into space. "You know, like how in the holocaust these small camps and the huge, major camp? That's sorta like it was here. Everyone was together. Girls from Northway Port all the way over here. There had to be way over 2,000 girls. They had people working for them. We were the originals. To get the business on a kick start, they abducted hundreds and hundreds of women. I remember seeing it on the news and thinking it wouldn't ever happen to me. But the people who it happened to thought the same thing too, and look at them."