A WAY OF ESCAPE
Andrea Ross was just twelve years old when her mother was shot in a drive by shooting; she had no living relatives, no home, and no mom now. She had only two choices, to become a runaway, or to go to foster care. She immediately choose the second choice, she didn't know how to survive on her own. After six months she was finally placed into foster care of Mrs. Greenfield a nice lady who had been widowed. Andi was soon very close to Mrs. Greenfield, she enjoyed the hours they shared talking about various things. Mrs. Greenfield treated Andi like her own daughter, up until she died, due to a cancerous brain tumor, when Andi was just fourteen.
Later on, Andrea was sent to live with the Clerks; little did she know that Mr. Clerk had anger issues. He beat Mrs. Clerk to a pulp several times, and his children and foster kids. At first Andi thought she would be safe since she was new and stayed out of the way when he came home drunk from the bars, but she was wrong. He would come in and beat her just for the hell of it, he didn't care she was sent to the hospital with broken bones and bruises. The Social workers hardly ever investigated, and so there was no help for the family.
Finally on her sixteenth Birthday Andrea decided she was going to run away, far away from the Clerks, Mrs. Greenfield, her mother, and her memories. I've got to do this, there is no other way. What if he catches you before you escape? , no he won't catch me, he'll be too happy to have me gone. All of these thoughts ran through her mind, but Andrea finally got the strength from somewhere inside and left. She walked to bus stop, but hid in the bushes until the bus left. Andi ran as fast as she could down the street, she made it into town and didn't stop running. She only had fifty dollars she had earned during the times she was allowed to help neighbors do lawn work, so she bought herself a bus pass and headed to Los Angeles, California. I'll be safe in LA no one will think to look for me there, plus maybe I could find a shelter to live in…just until I get a Job.
Years later Andrea was living with a girl she had befriended inside a shelter. Misty Robins had been her friend, she was able to get a few modeling gigs here and there; since they we're thrown out of the shelter upon turning eighteen. They rented an old tiny rundown apartment in a bad neighborhood, but at least she had a home to live in now. They didn't have many clothes, or much furniture, but it was better than being labeled "Homeless Girl".
Misty came home one day with great news. "Andi!" she hollered, "I've got us an audition". Andi decided to model some too, but she had to admit she didn't feel the best inside about her looks. "Where?" she groaned, she couldn't stand being critiqued in front of people, and she especially didn't trust men since Mr. Clerk. "Well its Downtown, in an old rundown building- Andi don't give me that look till you hear the details," she said noticing Andi's eyes roll, "they want a couple of girls to model some new clothing line for their clients, of course it's all under wraps as to who the clients are, but we can get big money off this" she finished. I owe it to her to go, she's right we need the money, we're on eviction notice.
"Fine, I'll go with you, but I doubt I'll picked, they can see through me, they know I don't want this, well at least not like you do, and besides you're gorgeous Misty, I'm just bleh." I really don't want to go to another stupid audition, I'm just wasting time. "Andrea, chill, you'll get it, I'm sure you will." Misty replied and patted her friend on the arm smiling.
Now months later, that audition cost her and Misty's safety, turns out there wasn't a modeling audition at all, it was a human trafficking ring looking for new girls to abduct and sell to whomever the highest bidder was. Misty and Andi had come in unwillingly, to this horrible industry. They we're stripped naked in front of potential buyers, and kept locked up in dark rooms till they we're sold. Many of the girls there we're raped and beaten, and barely fed. She had lost Misty during the degrading process, but thankfully Andi was purchased, and unharmed (not raped), to a man named Rodney Stone. The Only thing she lost was her best friend Misty. "Please don't take me without me finding my friend! First" she cried to him. "Shut up" he yelled, and she did fearing he could do worse. He explained to her she would be forced into working as a stripper in a gentleman's club, or else she would be raped, beaten, and murdered if she didn't comply. Andi accepted that she would do her job and keep her life, at least till she found a way of escape.
Rodney Stone was a man who I assumed to be about forty three years old. He took me to the back of the club named "Lust" and threw me at the women. "Get her trained so she can work the pole", and with that he left. I was taken under the wing of Margret the oldest one of all the women working there. "I'm guessing you have no experience at all?" she looked me.
"No, I haven't E-E-Even- I'm a V-V-Virgin" I said shaking. Margret laughed at this, "You won't be before long if Mark Likes what he see's. Mark is the leader of this group, Rodney is just our manager" she snickered. "I don't want even want to be here, Someone Help me I've been Abducted!" I screamed in hopes someone would rescue me, but everyone else just laughed at me. "Sweetie no one is going to help you but yourself, and you can do that by staying quite and doing what me and Rodney tells you to do." She grabbed my hand and took me to a "training room". "So little miss virgin, do you have a name?" she said setting up equipment. "It's Andrea, Andrea Ross." I replied. "Well Andrea, I'm Margret, I'll be your Mentor so to speak till I see you're ready to go out and work on the night Mark comes. That leaves you a month to learn this routine."
"What's so great about this Mark guy, why do I have to learn a routine for him?" I asked half scared to death. I could tell she was someone I could half-way trust, until I could know her better. "Like I said earlier Mark is the big boss, if he thinks you have talent or potential, you could be sent to better club, or better you could be one of his girls" . "One of his Girls?" I swallowed at the horrible thought. "Yes, his girls are privileged, they get their own money, and they get to live in a nice penthouse, as long as they satisfy his personal needs" she looked me dead in the eyes "you do understand what I mean , don't you?" . I have to sleep with him whenever he wants; however he wants, as long as he wants… no, I've got to get out of here. "Y-yes I understand" I looked down to the ground. "Hey kid, come on, you've got to start training." I walked over to her for my first of many lessons.
Meanwhile in Different Part of LA, James Diamond was just getting the deal of a life time. He had worked hard since he was sixteen with a band named Big Time Rush; now the band was on a break, just till time to record the new album. James found out he would be set to play the lead male in an upcoming action/romance movie. He had always wanted to branch out on his own and be taken seriously. James was known for the Sexy looks, luscious hair, and smoking hot washboard abs. He had a pretty good ego about his looks, and sure, maybe he was a tad vain, but he didn't like how people treated him like he was a stupid pretty boy who liked to chase skirts. Did he like girls a bit too much sometimes, of course, what guy doesn't? Well never mind, don't answer that. Landing this role would be the beginning of solo career, different from Big Time Rush; this would be strictly James showing a different side, of the many he had.
Later James and his Band mates went out celebrate his big news, and James' twenty-first birthday at a swanky club called "Illusions". Kendall Knight was so happy for James because he knew how much of a tough time James had had caring for family since his father had recently passed away. "James, you know he would be proud of you, how you're taking care of your mom and little sister, and supporting yourself in a career. I mean we all think that, right guys?" Kendall looked around the table at his buds. "Not many men would think to work for their family, especially ones that have moved out the house, it's statistically un-heard of" replied Logan Mitchell the smart one of the group. "Yeah man, we're happy to see you finally starting to cheer up." Carlos Garcia stated. "I know, I needed a change, and thanks guys for all the comments, who knew you all had mushy hearts?" he laughed, joking with his friends who normally had a male ego. "Hey man, Just because we gave you compliment doesn't mean we're mushy, I bet you can't even down a bottle of vodka." Kendall said. "Dude, don't even go there, you know I don't drink, but I sure bet your bottom dollar that I can beat you in a game of pool." James Replied. "You're on," chorused the whole group.
A/N : I hope you really enjoyed this chapter, I know I did. I really wanted to focus more on Andrea in this Chapter since we don't know her as well as we do James , and the guys. I will be updating soon , so leave a review and any comments you would like to . God Bless xo Summer.