I turned around he was here. 'You're...your hurting me' I told him trying to get out of his grasp but instead he just put more pressure on my shoulder. 'Good...now come on you have a job to do' He replied sharply. He was a tall , He had dark brown hair and eyes , he was twice my age at least 38 he had an evil grin on his face just like my fathers the day he took my baby away from me.

' No...I... I am not going to do it, it don't want to!' I shouted in his face elbowing him so he released his grip. 'Now don't get cold feet we've done this about a million times and besides I have already paid you in advance' He said his face turning into a stern look. 'I said no... I will pay you back but I am not going to' I told him calmly. He didn't listen. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me into the room.

He pushed me to the ground. I landed on my side. I winced in pain. 'Now, do as I say' He said taking of his jacket. 'Go away I told you I don't want to you creepy little pervert' I said to him nastily trying to get up off the concrete floor. It was no use I couldn't get up. He knelt down and pushed me back down, so I was laid on my back. I struggled to move his grip was too strong for me. 'Get off... get off!' I screamed at him as he began touching me.

I felt the most horrible pain in my jaw as he punched his fist into it. After that I don't remember anything just waking up to find myself half naked and blood running down my face. I felt my neck my locket was gone. I sat up straight and looked around me I saw it in the corner of the room the chain broken.

I went over to it and picked it up. I sobbed uncontrollably. It was the only thing I had left of my baby girl. I wanted to kill that man. Hand him into the police for rape and sue him for everything he had. But it wouldn't make a difference nothing could ever replace the locket.

My face was covered it blood. It hurt so badly. I grabbed my clothes and put them on. I carefully put the locket into my pocket. And wiped my mouth with my hand. Now my hand was covered in blood and it stung so much. It was starting to swell up I could feel it.

I scurried out of the cold, damp room into the freezing cold outdoors. I walked along the pavement to the bus stop I didn't have any money but that never stopped me before.

I shivered outside the deserted bus stop. Not a person in sight. It was dark and cold. There was no shelter just a pole with a sign saying bus stop on it. I waited for what seemed like hours. Finally after a long wait a bus finally arrived.

When I went to board the bus everyone was staring at my face. Probably the swelled jaw and the fact that I looked a mess. The bus driver just stared at me. It was a nice looking man with lovely light brown hair and eyes with a warm smile. 'Look I don't have any money but I really need to get somewhere and as you can tell my face is throbbing and its freezing, I really need to get out of here' I said in my best pleading voice. 'Don't worry about it, its fine I'll pay it later' He said smiling.

I boarded the bus I sat at the very back. People continued staring at me. I wanted to shout in their faces and tell them to get lost but instead I sat in silence trying to ignore the stares and the faint whispers every now and again. I had no idea where I was going I wanted to find my little girl but where would I start she could be anywhere?

I was falling asleep. But I was startled every time the bus stopped or jerked. I decided that the bus wasn't the best place to sleep so I just looked out of the window not that there was anything to see.

After a while most of the passengers had left the bus and it was just me and the driver. Finally when the bus did stop I had no idea where I was.

'Excuse me where are we? 'I asked him curiously. 'Walford 'He replied warmly. I stood up of the chair and made my way towards the door as I was leaving I turned around. 'Thanks' I replied warmly. 'It was really nice of you to let me on'. 'No problem, it was nothing' He said smiling.

I exited the bus and looked at my surroundings. There was a pub and loads of houses and a little garden bit with a bench in the middle.

I walked over to the bench and sat down. Carefully scanning the streets. I looked up at the pub 'Queen Victoria'. I sat for a while in deep thoughts. I needed to get in touch with the adoption agency and get the address of my baby. I wanted to get my life back in order. I wanted to start a new just me and my little Amy. I smiled thinking about what it would be like living with my little girl having a great life.

It was even colder in Walford. The sky was black but there were loads of stars twinkling it was beautiful. I smiled at the sky and snapped back into reality.

I could hear loads of noise from the pub. Then there were people staggering out the pub drunkenly heading for a club that was further down the street.

I decided that I would go in and ask if I could use their phone.

I walked across the road my cheek throbbing and blood coming out my nose. I opened the door and froze was that really who I thought it was? 'Roxy?' I asked uncertainly.