OMG, yes I have a new story people! Except it's LMisa. I hope you guys like it. This chapter is to show what Misa mostly has to go through. So go read
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Death Note or it's characters.
Misa sighed as she sat in her apartment. She was staring at her legs which were bruised, her arms as well. What have I done? Misa thought to herself.
Two months ago Misa had lost her job as a model. She lived off the money she had gotten from being fired at first, but after three weeks she didn't have anymore. She didn't know what to do, since without her job she wouldn't be able to pay her bills. She had tried to get appropriate jobs, but everyone scoffed when she came in. So, in order to get money she had sunk to the lowest of the low. She had become a prostitute. Her parents would be ashamed and whenever Misa thought of it she would almost burst into tears.
Some of the men she had to go to were vicious and usually older than Misa. They all made her sick, but she was as bad as them wasn't she? She was the one complying to their sickness. Some of the others were young. They looked like high school drop outs. She felt bad when it came to them, and almost like a pedophile, but work was work.
She had the most customers, Misa didn't find this surprising seeing how she managed to still take care of her body, well, keep it from being overweight it was only natural. All the other women in the job did drugs or had stretch marks from accidental pregnancies... She was one of the prettiest in the business. She was paid well, even if 50 percent of her profits went to the boss.
Misa got up and put on her clothes that she worked in. They consisted of a red leather mini skirt and a red leather sleeveless top that had a heart carved in the middle near her chest. She glanced outside and sighed when she saw the trees blowing in the wind. It would be cold out and she might have to bring a jacket. She left her apartment and ended up not brining anything with her, she decided it would be easier if she didn't have any belongings that could possibly get stolen, or lost.
Misa walked down a few streets, people were giving her dirty looks which she avoided easily, she was used to it by now. She headed to the place where her boss usually was and told him she would be working. He nodded and let her leave.
Misa went to a neighborhood where the people by now knew her well. She walked up and down the street a couple times waiting for a few costumers until she bumped into a friend she had made during this whole mess.
"Hey, Misa, what's up with you?" She smiled, though Misa couldn't see how she could smile when her job was something so degrading, so vile...
"Oh, you know, Misa is just trying to get some money, Misa needs to pay rent next week." She looked at the floor, she'd been having a hard time doing that, as well as feeding herself, her diet now consisted of leftovers. She would get food one night and be able to make it last for three days "But, Misa is going to work hard." She nodded.
"Well that's good Misa I hope you'll be able to work it out." Her friend smiled.
"Misa hopes as well." She muttered under her breath.
Misa continued to walk after saying a "Good luck." to her friend. She really wasn't in the mood tonight to do this. She would be sore tomorrow, and that was always a pain in the neck. Misa continued to walk the down the road, a car drove by and passed her, she sighed as she recognized the car and waited for them to recognize her. The silver car went in reverse as Misa waited. The man, whom looked forty, smiled at her a crooked smile. He was missing most of his teeth and it seemed like he was drunk.
"Well, what do we have here?" He asked smiling.
Misa rolled her eyes mentally and waited for him to continue.
"How's... 700?" He asked.
Misa did the math in her head. She would get 350 out of it, usually she only got somewhere around 200 she guessed this guy was still pretty drunk. That was pretty good. So she nodded and stepped inside the car. The guy put his hand on the inside of her thigh. Misa winced at this. Why was she here? How come she was letting this man touch her? She felt so... Dirty.
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Misa laid her head against the pillow as the man had finished. She grunted. He was panting like a dog while Misa sat there. He snuggled up against her, wrapping his arms around her. Misa almost puked, he smelled like alcohol and sweat, not that she probably smelled any better than he. She moved her head when the guy w tried to kiss her again. She didn't want to be here anymore, better yet, she didn't want this stupid job, but seeming how this wasn't a job you could quite just like that, she had to stay..
"Your time is up." She winced as she waited for his reaction, sometimes they nodded or even yelled. Though he was drunk she had a feeling this would be pretty bad.
He strokes her arm. "Oh, come on, you know you want more." He smiled at her.
She pulled away and held out her hand waiting for the money. "Misa needs the money. Now."
The man glared, got up and smacked her. "How dare you tell me what to do."
She took the hit and bit her lip from making a remark. "Misa is sorry, but I will be on the same street tomorrow. Maybe then I'll let you have more time." Like hell.
The man grinned which seemed to have an evil intent to it. He handed her the money. "Now get out of here you stupid hoe. Can't wait to see you tomorrow." He flopped on his bed and shooed her away.
She put on her ripped clothes and frowned, this was her best outfit too. She sighed and headed for the door. She could feel the mans eyes on her the whole time.
Misa opened the door and walked through closing it "Asshole," she muttered. She walked home, her inner thighs killing her. It had been eight when she left and now it was nine. What seemed like forever only lasted an hour. That's what Misa hated most about the job. It seemed to never end.
She still would have a couple customers if she was lucky, she really hoped that tomorrow wouldn't come. That man was probably thinking of way while he drank to make her suffer.
First she went to her boss and handed him his share of the money. He frowned when he saw the horrible condition the man had left her in. Her clothes torn and ripped, and the smack he gave her would definitely bruise.
"You know what honey, just go home, you've had enough, get some rest. You'll need it if you're going to work tomorrow as well."
Misa frowned at this. If she counted the money she had now and took away some for food money, she would only have about a quarter her payment for her apartment.
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Even so, she ended up obeying her boss and started to walk home. The cool air giving her goose bumps. She felt nasty and needed a hot shower. Many cars passed by and she had to tell some of them she wasn't working at the moment.
A black car, almost too fancy to be in this neighborhood, drove by. She stared at it and remembered that she used to ride in those. She sniffed a bit and kept walking. The car stopped a little in front of her and as she passed it, a window rolled down. She stopped and sighed. I can never be at peace, can I? When she looked in, about to tell the guy off, she was interrupted.
"Are you okay?" A stoic voice asked her. She could barely see the figure in the dark. The voice was also kind of muffled as if it had something in it's mouth.
"Do I look okay?" She snapped. She was in a bad mood and really just wanted to get home and take that hot shower and get some rest.
"No, that's why I asked." The figure sighed.
Misa shook her head. "Is that so? You didn't stop to ask me to be yours for an hour or two with money?"
"No, I didn't."
"Then what?" She glared.
"Out of curiosity. Now, get in." The voice said, it almost sounded annoyed.
"...What!?" Misa said exasperated. This thing, who said that it didn't even want her, just told her to get in the car. What could possibly happen next?
Did you people like the first chapter? I know this is a little different then what I usually write .; Well, anyway.. Review I really want to know your thoughts if I should continue. I'm pretty sure this is still a T rating though.. What do you think? XD
- Crazy Manga Girl