I don't own any of these people…..except Roxanne…She's mine.
Night 1, Part 4
"Alexa," I grunt while trying force a pair of extremely tight shorts over my thighs. "I'm pretty sure these shorts are at least two sizes too small. Do you have anything else?"
Alexa shakes her head sadly, watching me struggle. "Those are the biggest size I have," she says. "I don't own any bigger clothes and Miss Stephanie would have gotten your measurements if, you know…what happened with Seth had not happened."
If all Miss Stephanie was going to do was take my measurements, why did Seth interfere? I think about asking Alexa, but the distraught look in her eyes tells me not to so instead I just say, "Alexa, you're like half my size—"
"We're the same height!" she protests, clearly trying to deter my inevitable rant on how I weigh much more than she does. I don't know how she knew it was coming, but I can see it in her eyes that she will not stand for me speaking badly about myself. Being bigger is not a bad thing at all, but the size difference between me and Alexa is very obvious and I could not help but compare my body size to hers the moment she dragged me into this room.
"You know what I mean," I grumble under my breath. I don't know when it started, but I have always been very conscious of my weight. Even when I was younger, my weight constantly affected my life. Now, I'm not huge, at least not anymore, but I still weigh at least twenty pounds more than Alexa.
After a few more seconds of struggling with the shorts, I finally get angry, yank them down my legs, and chuck them at the pile of Alexa's clothes that are on the floor of her extremely elegant bedroom (which apparently is not even her actual room. It's just an extra room for her extra stuff!) Alexa laughs at my frustration and then gives me an apologetic look. Not soon after, an excited look make its way onto her face. I swear this girl goes through more emotions than I do conditioner…and that's a lot.
"Hey, some of the other girls in the house are about your size! We can go ask them for some of their stuff. It'll be fun!"
"Other girls?" I say, confused. Alexa nods happily and says, "Yeah. You didn't think we were the only indies here, did you?" I honestly hadn't even thought about how many other prisoners there are here and the fact that Alexa mentioned multiple women makes me sick to my stomach. Of course, I do not let the sick feeling show on my face in the presence of Alexa. I do not really know why, but upsetting her seems like a big "no no" to me. She is entirely too sweet and she has such a light aura around her that the thought of someone messing it up makes me feel like that person should be shot or something. I barely know the girl-woman…..whatever, but the connection that I already have with her is undeniable. Being the spiritual person that I am, I guess it could be that the universe wants us to be friends or something. But, I could also be out of my mind and just be subconsciously clinging to the only positive thing I have encountered since I got taken away. Yeah, that's probably what it is—
"C'mon, Roxanne, I'll introduce you to some of my friends!"
Naomi, Nikki, and Renee. These are the three friends that Alexa has been excitedly introducing me to for the past seven minutes. Alexa is excited to tell me all about her three best friends and judging by the wide smiles and open arms the three women welcomed her with, I assume that they are very used to Alexa's enthusiasm. I listen to her telling me about her friends as much as one could while standing topless in a large and beautiful white silk-themed bedroom with three gorgeous strangers. I am sure that Alexa has forgotten the whole reason she brought me into this room and that she will never stop talking until finally, Nikki, in her tall, black and red stilettos, and skin tight black lace dress, with perfect smoky eye makeup, and long dark hair pulled back into a high and tight ponytail cuts Alexa off by saying sweetly, "Alexa, your new friend is naked and cold and probably starving, and as much as we all know that she is excited to hear every little detail about us, she looks really uncomfortable right now, okay? Now, what did you bring us into Renee's room for?"
Alexa's eyes widen as the memory of why we are here comes back to her.
"Oh!" She says, causing Renee and Naomi to giggle while Nikki nods at her understandingly. "Roxanne hasn't gotten measured yet and she can't fit my clothes. I was wondering if she could borrow a few things from you guys?"
All three of Alexa's friends look me up and down for a few seconds, making me a little uncomfortable, but there does not seem to be any malice in their eyes, so I don't worry too much. "Well," Renee says with a smile. "You seem to be closer to Nikki's size than mine, but I do have a few tanks and shirts that will definitely fit you."
"Yeah," Naomi follows. "And I've got some jackets and leggings that would probably fit you better than they do me."
The girls end up taking me to each of their rooms and they each give me whatever they have that I can fit. It amazes me how much stuff these ladies have and how easy it is for them to just give it away to me.
"This," Nikki says, holding up a strapless, black and purple, lace dress that she yanked out of her walk-in closet. "Is a dress that my," she stops to roll her eyes. "master, Daniel Bryan bought for me. It's not necessarily hideous, but it's definitely not my style. It's also a size too big and simply because Daniel bought it, I don't want it." I think the dress is beautiful and it definitely appeals to my gothic sense of style and I guess Nikki can tell how I feel about the dress by the longing look that I am giving it. She laughs and pushes it into my arms, which are full of clothes now.
"I don't understand why you hate Daniel so much," Renee says. "He treats you and your sister great."
"No," Nikki disagrees. "He treats my sister great….he tolerates me." Nikki clearly does not want to talk more about this "Daniel" guy and everyone can tell, so no one says anything. Alexa being Alexa quickly tries to change the subject to a happier one.
"That dress is gorgeous, Roxanne! You should wear it tonight for when we have dinner and I take you to meet Roman." Unfortunately, the subject of meeting Roman definitely does not make me happy, but yet again, I refuse to let Alexa know how I really feel. I just force a smile and nod.
"You're meeting Roman?" Nikki's mood seems to get a little better. Not only hers, but Renee and Naomi too. What is so special about that man? "I'm so jealous."
"Yeah," Renee agrees. "I mean, I've met him before but…shit that man is beautiful." The girls all giggle and nod in agreement.
"Seriously," Nikki says. "and he looks clean….and strong….and, and—"
"Perfect!" Alexa says excitedly, ending Nikki's struggle to think of another word to describe the man that I find just downright scary. "And he's only got eyes for me." The girls all nod at Alexa in agreement.
"Yeah," Naomi speaks. "the way he looks at Alexa is insane. Like she's the most beautiful thing in the world."
Their description of Roman almost makes me second guess my original opinion of him, but then I remember his emotionless face when he watched what Dean was doing to me. Yes, he did stop it, but I'm sure he has let Dean get away with violating people before. His attitude toward the situation tells me so. As far as I am concerned, Roman is terrifying and I am not looking forward to meeting him.