Sold
Chapter 25
A/N: Unexpected stuff in this chapter. You've been warned!
"Are you fucking kidding me." It wasn't even a question. Thirteen just stared into the room, well, rather who was in the room.
Suri sat there, looking at her with piercing eyes. Her arms were crossed and she was sitting on the bed. It was a twin size, and there was only on in the room. It was crowded against the wall and pressed into the corner. Thirteen watched Suri carefully, her body resting against the door, as far away from the young blonde as possible.
Silence filled the room, seeped through the floorboards, and infiltrated their eardrums, pounding hard and impossibly loud.
After a few minutes Suri finally spoke. Her mind had finally come back to her after a long night of begging the guards to give her water. "Are you going to come away from the door?"
Thirteen bit her lip, shaking her head, 'no'. Suri sighed and swung her legs off the side of the bed. She stood up, surprisingly graceful. Thirteen stared with caution as Suri made her way across the room. Soon, Suri stood only a foot away from the doctor. Thirteen stood two inches taller, but somehow Suri made her feel small.
Slowly, Suri raised her hand to rest on Thirteen's cheek.
Immediately, Thirteen turned her head away, her hands still pressed against the door. "Suri, go sit down." She said sternly.
"I don't get you." Suri said. For the first time Thirteen saw an incredible vulnerability in her eyes.
"What's not to get, Suri?" Thirteen snapped, a little more aggressively than she wanted to.
"You know what to do to get out of here, but you stay where you are." Suri shook her head and stepped back. She saw that the older woman was exhausted. She looked almost frail. Perfect.
"Suri, I'm not leaving Allison to be with you- even if you could get me out of here tomorrow." Thirteen replied sternly, trying to keep her composure.
Suri looked past Thirteen, bit her bottom lip, and nodded her head. Thirteen could see her literally swallowing her pride. "Alright. You've made your choice. I have made mine." Then, she stepped closer to Thirteen, invading her personal space again. "I trust you know that mine holds much more weight."
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After being shoved into a room with the same dreariness as Thirteen's, Cameron swayed on her feet. The man was gone and his rough hands were replaced with soft ones. At first, Cameron thought it might be Thirteen, then she saw dirty blond hair and she felt a tall toned body leading her to the bed. She squinted her eyes to see the girl who was sitting next to Suri on the couch in the plane. She couldn't place her name. Thirteen had mentioned her once, right?
"My name's Kelly," The girl said, as if reading Cameron's scatterbrained thoughts. Cameron nodded slowly as the girl helped her lay down. "The stuff they gave us was pretty strong. I only just came back fully about an hour ago. I don't even know how Suri is doing…" Kelly scrambled to get Cameron under the covers and comfortable. "You'll be good her for now. The first show isn't until tonight. Do you want me to try to get you food?"
Cameron's head was spinning. "Wait… wait." She held her hands up. "Show?" Kelly looked at her with perplexed eyes, as if she didn't know.
"We're performing tonight." Kelly responded.
"No!" Cameron heard herself protest. "Look, I can't do that." Kelly looked down at the woman in front of her. She took pity on her but also couldn't do more than give her some kind of hope that it would be okay.
Kelly smiled, trying to comfort her. "It's not a big deal. Sometimes, the guys will give us more food and even tips if we put on a good show."
Cameron shook her head, 'no'. She tried to sit up but Kelly gently pushed her back down.
"There's no use getting all worked up. Just try to relax now." Kelly smoothed the blankets over Cameron's upper body.
Cameron closed her eyes. "I don't even know you…" She sighed, flipping over to her side, away from where Kelly was sitting next to her.
"We could try to get to know each other?" Kelly pressed.
Cameron nodded, defeated. "Okay. How old are you?"
"Nineteen."
"Goddammit." Cameron hid her head under the blanket.
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"Suri, step away before I push you away." Thirteen angrily growled at the younger blond standing in front of her.
"Fine," Suri responded, turning around to pace the small room. "Would you rather talk about what happened on the plane yesterday?"
Thirteen slid to the floor, watching Suri walk back and forth. She rested her elbows on her knees. "You know what happened. We don't need to talk about it."
"You provoked me." Thirteen's eyes flew to Suri's, who was standing confidently over her.
"I did not." Thirteen insisted. She knew that Suri was right. There was a very distinct few seconds when Thirteen felt Suri not just look at her but see her. She felt that they reciprocated, for just a moment, a feeling of mutual understanding.
"Then how about we talk about what happened in Florida?" Suri said, rolling her eyes to Thirteen's response.
Thirteen stood up forcefully. "No." She wasn't prepared to explain to Suri exactly how she was feeling on that stage.
"You stopped in your tracks. I felt your eyes undressing me while I approached you at the pole." Suri pressed. Thirteen just looked shocked. Her tongue felt like it was dancing in her mouth for a moment. She begged her mind to give her an answer.
"No! You pressed your body into mine, and I left. You remember the part when I stormed off?" Thirteen ran a hand through her hair, trying desperately to hold back her frustrated emotions.
"Fine," Suri shrugged her shoulders. "So, if what you are saying is true…" She looked directly at Thirteen. The brunette's eyes locked on hers challengingly. "You'd be able to resist…" Suri took the final step to stand only inches from the slightly taller doctor. "If I was to try again."
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"Well, how old are you?" Kelly asked, now leaning her back against the bedpost, sitting with her feet outstretched next to Cameron's shoulders.
"32." Cameron responded.
Kelly nodded her head, quickly doing the math in her head.
Cameron glanced at her, acknowledging how this life hadn't made Kelly any less pretty. Then again, she had nothing for comparison. "Where did you grow up?" Cameron felt obligated to ask.
"Do you really care?" Kelly asked with a slight smirk in her eye. Cameron glanced at her then.
It felt like a challenge. "Yes," She replied.
"No," Kelly pulled her legs under herself and leaned closer to the woman in front of her, curious. Cameron leaned a further back against the headboard. "You don't. I want you to ask me a question that you really care about."
Cameron huffed out an exhausted breath. "How old were you when…" She couldn't finish the question. Kelly nodded, a curious smile tugging at her lips.
"Fifteen." Kelly replied. Cameron's breath hitched in her throat. She felt completely unexpected tears pool behind her eyes. "It's okay." Kelly added, watching the change in the woman in front of her.
"No," Cameron shook her head. "It's not."
"Look," Kelly scooted closer to Cameron. "I don't have anything to go back to anyway." She insisted. "My family," Her eyes rolled to look at the ceiling. "My family probably thinks I'm dead. They've had enough time to get over me."
"That's not true." Cameron's eyes were now stinging with a misty promise of the tears to come. "You never get over a lost loved one, not completely." Kelly could now see actual tears rolling down Cameron's cheeks.
Without a word, Kelly took Cameron into her arms. Cameron didn't hesitate to lean into the hug, deciding to trust this woman she barely knew.
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A shiver ran down Thirteen's spine when she felt Suri's warm breath against the crook of her neck. She wanted to push her away, scream at her, break through the locked door and run. Something stopped her.
Thirteen's head shot back instinctively against the door when Suri's lips found her sensitive flesh. Against her own volition, she let a struggled moan escape her lips. Thirteen couldn't deny the sexual tension that she and Suri had bottled up- but that it was all it was. It was a rivalry, a battle. She never had to fight with someone before like this. Every one of her conquests had been a breeze, an expected transaction. She didn't feel that with Cameron. Cameron was something completely different that Thirteen couldn't even piece together herself.
But Suri was more of a war. Little battles leading up to this exact moment and now Thirteen was losing. She lost even more when she felt the distinct warmth of Suri's hand on her stomach, pointed downward towards her belly button. Thirteen tried to remove the dangerous voyager as it moved downward but was stopped by Suri's free hand. Suri pinned Thirteen's left hand to the door. Thriteen grunted as her free hand clutched Suri's hip. But instead of thrusting her away, Thirteen pulled her closer.
Suri's lips curved into a smirk as her hand traveled further until her fingertips grazed the lining of Thirteen's sweatpants. At this point Thirteen was biting her lower lip so fiercely that she wouldn't be surprised to draw blood. Suri's lips and tongue were still prodding and cruising around Thirteen's pulse point.
"Suri," Thirteen tried. It was pathetic. She mentally kicked herself for how breathy and desperate that word sounded coming out of her mouth. Against her better judgment, she tried again. "You've… proved you point." This was her plead for Suri to stop, to let her go. Her own body responses wouldn't allow her to stop this herself, she needed Suri to make the active decision to step away.
Then, Suri's lips left Thirteen's neck and for a second a wave of relief flowed through the doctor. It was replaced with raw arousal when Suri moved to whisper in her ear.
"I've barely scratched the surface." Before Thirteen could counter, Suri's hand plunged fully into soft panties. Thirteen's whole body jerked when she felt Suri's supple hand confidently cupping her. For a second, Suri didn't move and neither did Thirteen. They could only hear Thirteen's uneven inhales. Suri didn't look at Thirteen, but instead returned her lips to the warm skin on the crook of the brunette's neck.
Thirteen cursed herself when she felt Suri's hand beginning to move. Suri was similar to Thirteen in more ways than just their looks. She had the same technique, one Thirteen had perfected over years of practice.
Suri's body pressed fully against Thirteen, gaining more leverage. Thirteen's free hand clutched the door behind her above her head. Her moans escalated as Suri's middle finger messaged her clit. Her fingers prodded and moved in a way that made Thirteen damn sure that Suri wasn't backing down. Her legs began to shake uncontrollably as her the muscles in her lower body weakened. Thirteen's neck was stretched as exposed, her eyes screwed shut, and her hand now clawing at the door. She felt Suri's fingers penetrate her fully, causing her body to jerk and thrust against her hand. Her chest rose and fell with her labored breathing.
"Vvv," Was all that came out of Thirteen's lips that were held tightly together by her upper teeth.
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Cameron didn't know how long she was holding this young woman in her arms. She couldn't tell when exactly it had become her holding Kelly, and not the way it begun as the exact opposite. But, now they were lying on the bed, Cameron's arms protectively around Kelly's toned arms. Absentmindedly, Cameron began twisting strands of Kelly's hair in her fingers.
Kelly smiled, feeling instantly comforted. Kelly had an older sister, Maura. Sometimes, when Kelly was little, she would run into her older sister's room when it was raining hard enough. She was five at the time and her sister was ten. They would lie in bed, telling stories, and laughing about silly things. They braved the storms together at that age. Now, with Cameron's hand gently running through her hair, she couldn't help but remember Maura's own tiny hands braiding her hair. Always French braids. Kelly couldn't do it as well as Maura so of course she insisted on them all the time.
Then, Kelly's body stiffened. She couldn't put Cameron in the place of her sister that she hasn't seen in four years. Kelly sat up. Cameron's arms felt instantly empty and she sat up too. She looked to Kelly to say something first.
The young blond took Cameron's hand kindly in her own. "I want us to be friends." Kelly finally said. Cameron felt like she wasn't even sure what that was anymore. Since being here her whole perception of relationships has been completely morphed. The only relationship she could still wrap her mind around was the one she had with Thirteen, but even that was something she was still trying to figure out. Cameron opened her mouth to respond but Kelly stopped her. "But I can't get emotionally invested. I've learned," She dry swallowed. "That emotion is something that doesn't do you any favors here."
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"Look, detectives." Tolejaros had been given twenty minutes to sit in the silence of the interrogation room, still cuffed to the table. "I'm an honest man. I'm sure we can figure something out that works for the both of us,"
"OR," Olivia countered, her patience running thinner that ice in very early spring. "You could just tell us which one of your filthy clientele you sold those women to." Her head was pounding and the luke warm coffee in her hand wasn't helping.
"I honestly don't know where they ended up. I just collect the money." Tolejaros tried to defend himself by holding up one hand innocently.
"Then how about this, Christopher?" Elliott stepped in front of him. "I'll up the ante. You give us your best guess based on where your clients have taken these women in the past. You do this and I'll make it a whole lot nicer for you in court."
"I don't need your hand-outs. You think I won't be able to post bail?"
Olivia stepped in. "For that comment, your history, and your inability to cooperate, we could easily get the judge to take that option away from you."
"They're gonna love you in prison," Elliott added. "A young, fit guy like you. I'm sure you'll be very popular."
Tolejaros looked between the two detectives, unexpressed fear ripping through him. "Fine, fine." He finally broke down. The two detectives listened intently. "The guy I sold them to, I know his business." He looked down at the table, carefully picking his next words. "He always chooses his best to go on a very important trip with him." He stopped again, actually afraid that they might throw him in jail right after he finished. "I know the pilot,"
Olivia and Elliott shared a look of what could only be described as shocking dread.
"My freedom," Tolejaros declared when he saw the detective's reaction. He figured now that it was safe to up his own ante. He now had leverage, a place from which he could lord his knowledge over the detectives. He wasn't going to let it slip away. "My freedom, and I'll tell you everything you need to know."
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