Ever wish you could go back in time and tell yourself not to do what you did? Ever wish you could press rewind and make sure you done the right thing instead of the wrong? That life was a TV program and you can turn it off whenever you want? That you could still live your life like when you were 6 years old? We wish for so many things that we could change, but it will never come true. No matter how much you wish or pray, the things you want will never come true. People think that if you have lots of money, you have the best life ever. You don’t. No matter how much money you have, it wouldn’t buy you love, it won’t bring back a loved one; it won’t buy you happiness or friendship. Yeah it will buy you a nice house and car and you can get whatever you want and need. But it won’t buy you what you REALLY want and need. So basically, live your life the right way, hold on to what you love and care about because sooner or later all the things you done wrong in your past will catch up with you in your future and the people or things you love and care about will no longer be there when you need them or when you don’t.
I bet your wondering why I’m being all deep and why I said all that? It’s because that’s what I wish, that’s what I want to happen but never will. Maybe I should explain.
I’m DeeDee Jones; I’m 19 years old and have dark brown hair with bright blue eyes. When I 16, I was walking to work when I was pulled into a van – I couldn’t tell you the colour of it even if I wanted to because 1: it was dark outside 2: I didn’t even see it until I was pulled into it and 3: because they covered my eyes when they pulled me along with my mouth. They told me to get my phone out which I did while crying. They took my phone and smashed it. They tied me up and drove off. They took me to their boss. Long story short, he made me have sex with him more than once, I’ve been here for 4 years. I want to talk to my family and friends but I can’t remember their numbers! The boss didn’t like any of them as much as he liked me so he keeps them as slaves while I’m his sex slave. I have to pretend that I’m madly in love with him and we’re ‘together’. We go to meet lots of business people and bring me making him look good. While I’ve been here he’s taken 70 girls altogether, every girl he takes, he send to me. He takes them at the age of 16 and keeps them until he doesn’t want them or they kill themselves. I’m the oldest here at the moment and been here the longest. I’ve thought about killing myself but I can’t do that to these girls and my kids… Mercy and Mark, they’re 4 years old. With a father like theirs, there is no way I am EVER leaving them. Their dad –Charlie- also known as the boss, has a very easy temper, and I’m mostly the one that gives him the temper which leads to him hitting me but it’s either me or someone else and because of him I’ve had more than one miscarriages, the twins were my 4th try and when I gave birth to them I couldn’t be more happy, I’ve always wanted kids and now I have 2 beautiful kids! Even if I didn’t have them with the man I wanted, I still got them. I’ve also got another on the way. I will not let this one go! I strictly told Charlie that he is not allowed to hurt our kids or the girls. He agreed because the only person he is scared of is me, all the boys that work for him are as well which is about 80 altogether, all of them which he MADE work for him. Charlie refused to name our kids so the girls, boys and I named them not that Charlie really cared what they were called. Even though Charlie kidnapped us, he treats us right well thanks to me he does. He sends some of his boys to get us the food we need (Which is a lot because there’s so many of us) and if we need new clothes he buys us one outfit that fits us, for me though he buys me one outfit that I need and lots of beautiful but rich dresses. Mr Charlie Scott is VERY rich. If I had one wish it would be to get everyone out of here and to see my family again. Nothing else, just that.
“GET IN THERE! STOP CRYING!!” I heard an ever so familiar voice of Mr Joe Gover –one of Charlie’s boys- shout. I then heard a whack and more crying. One of the girls Mary Front and I looked at each other with sad eyes – another girl. Mary is a very beautiful girl with dirty blonde hair and dark brown eyes; she’s 17 years old and has been here for 2 years. Me and her have become quite close. I got up and walked out of the kitchen and into the corridor. I saw Joe Gover, James Jordan, Michael Snow and Billy Price, Joe was dragging the girl by her hair while Michael and Billy was holding her arms and James had a gun to her head. I cleared my throat and they all froze and slowly turned round to face me. They all grinned sheepish at me. “Hey Dee! I didn’t see you there! How are you today?” Joe asked with a grin.
“Help me! P-P-Please!!” the girl called crying. I raised an eye brow at Joe. I slowed started to walk towards them; they know I HATE it when they treat the girls like shit.
“What have I told you?” I asked them in a sickly sweet voice, they all cringed at it.
“Charlie told us to get her! She’s a tough one.” Billy said trying to make a joke. I glared at him.
“Let. Her. Go.” I told them slowly, they all let go of her and she ran over to me and stood behind me. “Now James, put that gun away before Mark or Mercy see it and wants to play with it.” he nodded and put it away. “You know I hate it when you don’t treat them right, next time treat them better.” I snapped at all of them, they all nodded quickly and walked off.
“Please, can I just go home? I won’t tell anyone I promise!” the girl said crying her eyes out; I hate it when this happens.
“I’m really sorry sweetie but I can’t, if I could I’d get everyone here out but I can’t I’m really sorry.” I told her, hugging her tightly, she hugged me back.
“Everyone?” she asked confused. I gave a sad smile and nodded.
“There’s just over 70 girls here, I’m the oldest and been here the longest. Come on, let’s take you to Charlie and see what he wants you to do.” She gave me a scared look but nodded. “Don’t worry, it won’t be anything bad. But sadly you’ll have to do everything like the other girls.”
“What do they do?” she asked with a sniff.
“Like clean, wash the weapons, basically you’re a slave.”
“What do you do?” she asked.
“Whatever you get consider yourself lucky, I’m his sex slave. Got twins now and another on the way.” She gasped.
“But you’re so young!” I nodded.
“I’m 19, been here for 4 years. How old are you sweetie?” I asked her, wiping her tears.
“15.” She told me.
“15?” she nodded. “I’m gonna kill that man! I’m really sorry honey, he may be scared of me but not that scared of me to stop and let everyone go. I’m really truly sorry.” She gave me a small smile.
“It’s fine, it’s my fault anyways; I shouldn’t have been out so late.” I shook my head.
“That’s what all the girls say when they first come here, trust me. What’s your name then?”
“I’m Jamie Lauren.”
“Nice to meet you Jamie Lauren. I’ve very sorry you have to go through this. I’m DeeDee Jones.” I told her and held my hand out, we shook hands.
“It’s a shame we had to meet under these circumstances; you seem like a nice girl.” She said with a smile, I laughed and nodded.
“Yup, but sadly here you don’t choose who and when you meet someone.” We stopped outside Charlie’s door. “This man can be very scary but trust me, he’s more scared of me, just don’t say anything okay? I’ll do the talking.” She nodded. I pushed the door open and walked straight in.
“HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TEL- oh hey baby.” Charlie started to shout then saw it was me and smiled at me, I rolled my eyes at him.
“Don’t baby me Charlie! You didn’t research this girl did you? You just guessed like you did with the last 5girls!” I snapped at him.
“I don’t need to research them! I know there all 16!” he told me, walking over to me and tried to give me a kiss but I moved away.
“Well looks like you don’t, she 15 you idiot!”
“That’s impossible! They’re always 16! You know that!” he told me.
“Sadly I do but I also know that Jamie is 15. That was the last straws Charlie, you let her go or we all go.” I told him.
“She’s not going; the others aren’t going and YOU’RE NOT GOING! Everyone is staying here.” He shouted getting angry.
“If she can’t go then we’ll go out, just wait and see ‘Babe’” I told him and grabbed Jamie’s hand and ran out. “Run. Run. Run.” I told her, we ran, the door opened, I counted to 3. “Duck.” I told her, we both ducked just in time for the chair to fly over our heads. We turned to corner and we walked to the kitchen.
“Guessing that happens a lot?” Jamie asked as a joke. I laughed.
“You could say that.” we walked into the kitchen where a few of the girls were. “Girls, this is Jamie Lauren. 15 year old Jamie Lauren.” I told them.
“That man shouldn’t be allowed to walk on this planet!” Georgia Ann said, she’s 16 years old, been here for a year her birthday is soon. She has blonde hair with greeny/blue eyes. We all nodded in agreement.
“Mummy?” I heard my beautiful daughter ask quietly, I gave her a smile and nodded. Her and her twin brother both came running over to me; I picked them up and hugged them tightly. They both just turned 4 years old and I really did not want them to have another birthday in here. They both looked like me and sadly their father as well. They both had my dark brown hair but while Mark has my eyes, Mercy had her fathers’ brown eyes.
“Jamie, I would like you to meet my kids Mercy and Mark. Kids this is Jamie, say hello.” I introduced them, I put them down and they walked over to Jamie and gave her a hug and said hello. Jamie smiled and said hello back. Jamie seems to be warming up well to everyone here. Turns out, Jamie has only just turned 15 and that’s when I decided that enough was enough. I’m getting these girls out of here even if I die trying.
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