Snow Carr
I tossed and turned under the bright light, I shook my head for the umpteenth time and pinched myself. It had to be a dream, Amanda wouldn't direct people to my room right?, Amanda swore and promised to never use me for business. I convinced myself that it was all a mistake, probably the guy just lied.
I felt at ease at the conclusion I had drawn and I could feel myself getting less tense. I had met Amanda at the time I needed her the most, I was hungry, homeless and sick and she had taken me into her brothel, not to be a prostitute but to help her clean and help with some things while she gave me shelter and food in return, she was too kind and too loving to go against the promise she made to me, she would never allow those filthy and unfaithful men to touch me.
I decided to let the thoughts of the man who had come knocking at my door and saying he was directed to my place for some stupid action, slip from my mind and get some sleep when I heard a knock, my nerve picked up and I couldn't help the fear that rose in my heart, I hoped it wasn't another man as I walked over to the door.
I sighed in relief when I realized Amanda was the one at the door, I stepped aside so she could come in.
"Oh thank God Amy. Can you believe what happened some minutes ago?, a guy came knocking at my door and asking to see me, it's such a surprise that he even knew my room, those guys must have had too much too drink, what stupid hallucinations" I said as I took my seat and when I looked at Amada's expression, I felt unnerved.
"He wasn't drunk Snow. I sent him up" She said icily and my eyes popped out of their sockets. Did I hear her well?.
"Amanda, I'm afraid I am in dire need of an ear doctor because I seem to be mishearing you. What did you say?" I asked chuckling slightly but she greeted me with an icy glare
"I sent him up Snow. I am tired of having to do things for you when you will do nothing in return, am I to be blamed that you are an orphan?, is it any of my fault that you're homeless and poor, I helped you Snow, I helped you without taking anything from you and now is the time to pay me back. Men keep rushing in here and asking of you, it's not my fault you happen to look like a goddess, I tried to keep to my part of the bargain but come on Snow, do you realize how much money you would make?, people want you, guys want you, girls are jealous of you, they would die to have you, it's good for the business." She said and I sat on my chair, frozen with shock. I definitely do not need an ear doctor, but I might be needing a lawyer soon just in case I get charged for murder.
"I gave nothing in return?, Amanda?, I cook, clean, wash and take put the trash more times than those you hired to do the jobs, I work myself tirelessly and sleep with aching bodies just to justify myself and know that I'm not living off you like a leech and you stand here to tell me to my face that I did nothing?, are you kidding me right now?" I asked trying to keep my temper in check but she was really messing with the crazy part of me and when she breaks out, she can't be tamed.
"Oh please, I gave you a beautiful room with all the things you could ever need, there's cable, a twin bed, chairs and a shower, I give you three square meals and I even got you clothes, you haven't done half of anything. Snow, as long as you live under my roof, you will bend to my rules, just so you know darling, I have collected money from about 5 guys for you and they will be coming in here one after the other, I need you to behave yourself. That's all I came to tell you" she said and before I could even think of a reply, she strutted out with her brown curls bouncing after her.
I stood up and placed my palm on my forehead as I paced the room, I was really really getting close to the point where all I could see was red, Scarlett red, everything was turning red and the temperature of the room seemed to increase. I was boiling with fury.
"Calm down Snow, Calm down and let's find a way out of here" I chanted to myself several times. I was thinking about what to do when a knock sounded at the door and I hissed in fury. I wanted to leave him at the door, knocking till he got tired but that wouldn't be such a good idea cause Amanda might just storm back in and have me tied to the bed. I never knew Amanda was such a vile money hungry evil creature.
I walked over to the door and upon opening it, I met a man who seemed to be in his forties, Oh poor 19, almost 20 year old me. He smiled at me with his eyes glistening as he sized me up and I think I puked in my mouth.
"Well well, paying 200 dollars was worth it after all, you look absolutely beautiful, more beautiful than any that I've seen" he said and stepped closer, I could perceive the whiff of alcohol.
"Hmmmm, you smell fantastic. I can't believe I wasted a solid 10 years of my life married to that fat frog when I could have had you instead. Oh beautiful snow, this night would be the best night of my life" he said and I grimaced. Over my dead body!. It was hardly a surprise that he was married, married men are after all the ones who frequent the brothel most. Crazy Unfaithful lots. As I stared at the blue eyed hideous monster, an idea popped in my head and I smiled.
"Please come in, you don't wanna stand outside now do you?" I said in my most seductive voice and his Adam's apple bobbed. Ewww.
He stepped inside and I looked down the stairs and everywhere was quite quiet except for the chatter of the men who were drinking down the stairs, the fact that I was on the 3rd storey made the sound a little distant... and the height I had to jump much higher.
I closed the door and secured it with a lock, I turned to the man and was surprised to see him removing his shirt. Wow, really?.
"Come on baby, I can't wait to get my hands on you" he said smiling at me and revealing a pair of creamy-whites.
"I can't wait to get my hands on you either... And when I do, you will never forget it for the rest of your life. Give me a minute" I said and he grinned and sighed satisfactorily. Oh dear, you don't know what's coming for you.
I went into my closet and I smiled at the thick belt that Amanda bought for me, it was black, long and very thick, definitely good for trousers but would work effectively in leaving deep scars. I continued my search for the ropes which I had stashed in my closet, I had wanted to use them to hang some curtains but I was more than grateful I hadn't used them yet.
I brought out the rope and the belt and dropped on the nearby chair, the man's gaze slid from me to the ropes and belt and a wide grin made its way to his face.
"I see you like it rough huh, you are such a bad bad girl" He said and winked. And you, my dear, are such a stupid stupid man.
"Ah yes..." I said and gave him my most charming smile, if this were a cartoon, I knew without a doubt he would have hearts flying out of his eyes. How can a man be so stupid, well, that's what alcohol does.
I picked up the ropes and walked over to him and I held out his two hands, he smiled at me and I smiled back. I ran my hand through his black hair and he groaned in pleasure, I tied his hands and legs as tightly as I could and then I picked up the belt.
"You want a memorable event right?" I asked and he nodded with his eyes closed.
"You are here for a night you'll never forget?" I asked again and he nodded with a grin.
"Well...Here you go" I said and before he could say anything, I whipped him with the belt and he screamed. I realized there was no way I would be able to beat him to my satisfaction if he kept on screaming so I gagged him and then I smiled.
"You'll never forget this" I said looking into his wide eyes, I tore the wife beater he wore under his shirt and I whipped the hell out of him, his muffled screams only urged me to go on, I whipped him till he bled, I whipped him as if I was whipping Amanda, I only stopped when I realized some of his flesh had stuck to the belt.
I left the crying mess of a man and walked to the window, I opened it and sighed. It was such a long way down but there was nothing I could do, it was either to crawl down and escape or stay and allow Amanda to make a prostitute out of me so I made the smartest choice I could.
Thanks to how I lived my life since I ran from the orphanage at the age of ten, crawling walls was no longer a big deal. I crawled down the walls of the brothel at about 11pm and when my feet touched ground, I ran like I had been running for years. I ran the same way I did when I opened the back door of the orphanage ten years ago, except this time my strides were longer.
As I took each step, I was happy I was away from the brothel but I was sad, hopeless and tired. No matter how many times I tried, I never seemed to be able to stop running. I couldn't help but wonder if I would have to run for the rest of my life.
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