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Chapter 1. Lily Returns
I don't remember much from before I was brought there... Really only my name and fragments here and there... Lily was in scripted on the ring I have, I guess I have had it before I went there, wherever there was. I am pretty sure I know what went on inside there... I was brought there at the age of sixteen and after one and a half years I was seventeen and a half. I had been there for exactly a year and 6 months, in my room I didn't really have much, the walls were paper thin though... I did hear the grunting and moaning. It all happened so quickly that I say that I don't remember much but, that is a lie. On the day of June the 20th they, my "bosses" told me that I would be called Lily of the Valley, my name is Lily Evans I told them, all they said was that I would be called Lily of the Valley and that I would understand soon. I had some idea as to what they meant when they said that but what I expected was not at all the reality.
That night I was not prepared for what was going to happen. I was just about to fall asleep when a set of footsteps stopped right outside my door. People were talking, men, I strained to hear what was said. What I heard scared me more than death itself.
"This is her."
"How much per hour?"
"Well she is new so I'm going to say 150."
"New? Well then, when you said you had a treat in store I had no idea you were talking about a newbie."
"Just make sure she is fine and that you pay up afterward, I will be back in one hour just to see how you are getting along."
"See you in one hour, then."
My heart plummeted right into the ground. I knew I had to hide or something I would not just let who ever that was just take me, doesn't that guy have some sense of morality? I am guessing by the conversation I had just overheard he doesn't. Who does that guy think he is? He is just sick, sick and twisted in his head. My door creaked open and I saw a hand in the stream of light. "Come out, come out. I won't hurt you."
I didn't know what to do. My brain kicked into overdrive. He came in all the way and I finally got a good look at him, tall, dark, he would have been handsome if he was not coming into my room to rape me. I quickly pretended to be asleep with my eyes open just enough to see what was happening. He dropped his coat, surprisingly he forgot to close the door all the way, I could just see the tiny crack of light from outside the door.
My brain was kicked into overdrive and now my adrenals were pumping. I could do it, all I would have to do is just hit him hard enough for him to fall out of the way then I can make a run for the door. There was a heavy lamp on my bedside table... maybe I could-
I had been so busy thinking about my escape route that I didn't see him take off his shirt or come up to the side of my bed, suddenly he was looming out of the darkness at me, leaning in for a kiss. I pulled him down me and rolled over towards him, ready to hit him in the head, but quickly his hand groped my chest, squealing I punched him in the nose and hit him in the side of the neck with the lamp, his eyes rolled back in his head. I dropped the lamp and I put my head on his chest and found his heart still beating. I just couldn't find it in me to kill him even though I probably could. I quickly got to the door and checked the hall; it was really bright so I had to squint to see anything.
There was an open door at the end of the hall leading outside. I heard footsteps coming my way. Had it already been an hour? I quickly left the door almost closed and ran to the bed. I started bouncing up and down grunting. I felt really stupid. The footsteps stopped outside my door for a second then walked away.
I waited for a minute, which seemed like an hour then went to the door opening it slightly, I still had to squint to see, and I heard a grunt of someone waking up. I took that chance and ran for the door to the outside world, once I was outside I didn't stop, I ran for the forest ahead of me. I heard yelling and footsteps in gravel. My feet were being beat up by gravel and pine needles but I took no notice. I kept on running but I could hear the running behind me and the yelling... It was getting closer and I was getting tired, fast. The footsteps were getting closer.
They were gaining on me.