his uncle the warning then there has been someone constantly keeping an eye on him and making sure he doesn’t try and take back what was originally his, including me.
With the biggest party of the year, I am nervous as hell wondering what is going to happen tonight. Jeremy has invited his most loyal buyers and sellers to this event. It’s not just a party to celebrate making it big, but there will also be an auction. Not just any auction either. There will be a collection of girls ranging from the age of eleven up to the age twenty one. The younger they are the more they go for. Each girl has been paired with an added bonus. Some will have drugs, some will have weapons, and some will have an extra girl paired with her. None of the buyers will know this until after they win their bids.
And what’s a party without sex, drugs and alcohol supplied to those attending? Each room is set up with girls to take care of any needs the attendees want. There will be drugs of all kinds supplied to those who want to enhance the experience, and a bartender to quench their thirst.
My only jobs tonight is to wear the outfit set out for me and do exactly what Jeremy asks of me. Simple and yet the most difficult job of all. How can I just sit back and watch as young girls are bought, sold, and ruined? They will never see their families again. They will never get to experience life as a young woman growing up normal. Instead they will be raped, beaten, and addicted to drugs within a month. Many of them will most likely die within a year. I feel sorry for those who have to go through this for even a day let alone the rest of their short lives.
As I stand here and regard myself in the dress Jeremy laid out for me I feel as if I’m not really here. Like this is all just some horrible dream. It seems to be a theme for me. Every time I find a situation as unbelievable as this, I feel as if I’m dreaming. I mean, the situations I’ve been in, the situations I’ve seen just don’t feel real. You only see that sort of brutality in movies and books. Things like that don’t actually happen in real life. At least I wish that were true. But for me that kind of cruelty does happen and there will be more of it happening tonight at the party. I just hope I am not a witness to all of it.
Chapter 2
Forrest
Survivor
Such a simple word with such a profound meaning. Survivor is a person who continues to prosper in spite of hardship. I have never thought myself a survivor before. Being taken out of my drug addict mothers’ home and moved into a few foster homes before being placed with the most caring family does not make me a survivor. That makes me lucky. Being shot several times and on my death bed yet still pulling through, I guess that does make me a survivor.
I think the only reason why I survived such an ordeal was because I clawed my way back so I can save my baby girl. Sierra has always been number one. She has always been my first thought, my first love and the one person who I will always put first. I failed a second time in saving her but I will not fail this time. This time I will find her, rescue her and kill all those who ever laid a hand on my baby girl. I will not fail a third time.
The difference between this time and the last two times is that I wasn’t prepared before. I didn’t have all the facts. I didn’t know that there were other forces, forces that were supposed to be on my side but were in all actuality working against me. Now I know. The other thing I have going for me is everyone thinks I’m dead. It makes it easier for me to go undetected. I am a
With the biggest party of the year, I am nervous as hell wondering what is going to happen tonight. Jeremy has invited his most loyal buyers and sellers to this event. It’s not just a party to celebrate making it big, but there will also be an auction. Not just any auction either. There will be a collection of girls ranging from the age of eleven up to the age twenty one. The younger they are the more they go for. Each girl has been paired with an added bonus. Some will have drugs, some will have weapons, and some will have an extra girl paired with her. None of the buyers will know this until after they win their bids.
And what’s a party without sex, drugs and alcohol supplied to those attending? Each room is set up with girls to take care of any needs the attendees want. There will be drugs of all kinds supplied to those who want to enhance the experience, and a bartender to quench their thirst.
My only jobs tonight is to wear the outfit set out for me and do exactly what Jeremy asks of me. Simple and yet the most difficult job of all. How can I just sit back and watch as young girls are bought, sold, and ruined? They will never see their families again. They will never get to experience life as a young woman growing up normal. Instead they will be raped, beaten, and addicted to drugs within a month. Many of them will most likely die within a year. I feel sorry for those who have to go through this for even a day let alone the rest of their short lives.
As I stand here and regard myself in the dress Jeremy laid out for me I feel as if I’m not really here. Like this is all just some horrible dream. It seems to be a theme for me. Every time I find a situation as unbelievable as this, I feel as if I’m dreaming. I mean, the situations I’ve been in, the situations I’ve seen just don’t feel real. You only see that sort of brutality in movies and books. Things like that don’t actually happen in real life. At least I wish that were true. But for me that kind of cruelty does happen and there will be more of it happening tonight at the party. I just hope I am not a witness to all of it.
Chapter 2
Forrest
Survivor
Such a simple word with such a profound meaning. Survivor is a person who continues to prosper in spite of hardship. I have never thought myself a survivor before. Being taken out of my drug addict mothers’ home and moved into a few foster homes before being placed with the most caring family does not make me a survivor. That makes me lucky. Being shot several times and on my death bed yet still pulling through, I guess that does make me a survivor.
I think the only reason why I survived such an ordeal was because I clawed my way back so I can save my baby girl. Sierra has always been number one. She has always been my first thought, my first love and the one person who I will always put first. I failed a second time in saving her but I will not fail this time. This time I will find her, rescue her and kill all those who ever laid a hand on my baby girl. I will not fail a third time.
The difference between this time and the last two times is that I wasn’t prepared before. I didn’t have all the facts. I didn’t know that there were other forces, forces that were supposed to be on my side but were in all actuality working against me. Now I know. The other thing I have going for me is everyone thinks I’m dead. It makes it easier for me to go undetected. I am a
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