Hold On Pain Ends ( A Louis Tomlinson fanfiction)

Chapter 11

Tessa's P.O.V

I was sitting in my little corner when the door sprang open and a woman maybe nearing her fifties came in with a bag. She looked around the room and her eyes settled on me. I was beginning to feel anxious.

"You there, come on here."

I got up and hesitatingly made my way towards her.

"You've got to perform a lap dance for the boys out there. You know how to lap dance I suppose." I nodded in agreement. This thing was getting worse. I wanted to go home but I was trapped in a brothel along with more girls. This was all wrong. "You've got the clothes that you need to wear in there and there's a razor blade. Make sure you shave your girly parts. I'll take you in 10 minutes." she continued and left me there.

"You've got to do it else you will be punished. You'll be whipped or what not else." said a girl next to me.

I started undressing myself in a little corner. Even though I was probably going to end up naked in front of 3 men in a short while, it felt odd to be naked in a room with about a dozens of girls.

After sometime I was led to a room where the three men were sitting on different couches. Their was Mark, James and maybe the driver. When I saw the driver, I froze in fear. He was the same man at the club, who was trying to slip his hand down my dress. That is why his voice sounded  familiar the other day. Their eyes travelled  along my body and I could see the driver licking his lip.I wish this would end quickly and I'll get back to that room which is safer than here. The woman was dimming the lights and she put on some music. 

"Well, well sweetheart, here we meet again. I told you we will meet soon. Where's lover boy now, huh?" he said

"Come on now baby, shake that bootie for us. Don't be shy." Mark said.

"NO! I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS? WHY AM I HERE? LET ME GO AWAY RIGHT NOW?" I shouted at them.

"You have two choices, either you do what we ask you to or you take a bullet in your head. Choose love." James replied.

He took my hand and made me sit over him. "Relax now and dance."

I started shaking my upper body involuntarily and I jiggled my hips. I had once seen a lap dance in a movie and I was trying to imitate it whist tears streamed down my face. The other two whistled and James turned me around so that now I was facing him. He started unbuttoning the white man's shirt I was wearing and threw it away on the floor, leaving me in a black bra and a thong. I felt so exposed right now. Next he made me stand over him and placed my hands over his shoulders making me gyrate up and down. 

"Let her come over to me now," said the driver.

I got down and picked up the white man's shirt and quickly put it on. Then I bolted down the hallway as fast as I could. I could hear their footsteps behind me but I continued running until I reached the door. I saw the van's keys lying on a table nearby and quickly dived to take it. I was turning the knob of the door when I felt strong arms wrap around me, lifting me in the air." 

"No, LET GO OF ME, YOU MORONS,"  I shouted as I kicked him at his sensible spot. He instantly released me and we both fell to the ground. I scrambled to my feet and dashed for the door once more. I had never driven a van before but who cares, all I needed to do was get away from there.

"Stop!" Mark shouted and when I didn't he fired a bullet in the air. I stopped and turned around. I cursed myself as the guy from the club grabbed me inside. I was so close to getting away. He tightened his grip around me. Once inside, he dropped me to the floor. His face was boiling with rage and he slapped me. James came from behind and strapped me to a chair.