Chapter 5

Randy did not speak to her the rest of the day, but she could feel his eyes on her. They got three breaks and she followed him down another ramp to where he said they would take their break and became nervous when she saw there was no one in the department during their breaks. He opened a door to the outside and she found they were trapped on both sides by the building itself with a high fence blocking them from going any further. Randy shut the door behind them and sat down on the large cement dock that had once been used to load trucks.

"You smoke?" He asked as he put one in his mouth and lit it. Taylor just hugged herself and turned her head from him. He shook his head slowly and then grabbed her hand and jerked her down beside him. Tara cried out, but there was no one to hear her.

"Geeze. You could at least be sociable." He growled and gave her the cigarette he had lit. Taylor put it to her lips. It was the first one she had smoked since she had been arrested. "So how much do you charge?"

"I'm sorry?"

"Manners? That is something new. What are you? A spoiled little rich girl? I bet your daddy has hired you a expensive lawyer to get you out of here, right?"

"No. I had a step father and he had money." She remembered what Chyna had told her and tried to save herself by making herself seem more dangerous than she was. "But he's dead."

"Ya, what happened to him?"

"I killed him." she said and Randy chuckled.

"Oh ya, what did he do, take away your allowance."

"No, he tried to force me to sleep with him and I'll you'll be next if you try …" Randy answered her with another laugh. Then he stopped and his eyes lingered on her breasts. "You are a very attractive woman." He ran his tongue over his lip as he had done before. "I bet you will make a killing around here."

"I don't sell my body." She snapped. "And I never will."

He arched his eye brow as if what she had said shocked him.

"Breaks over." He stood and opened the door for her. She stepped through the door and immediately knew she had made a mistake. There was three guys walking past them on their way back to their department and they stopped and began to talk and laugh. They kept looking at Taylor and she knew they were talking about her. She walked toward the ramp quickly, keeping her head down. They followed her. She cried out when Randy grabbed her and pushed her against the wall. She immiediatly assumed that the men that gathered around the door were with him and he had brought her down to the shipping department to set her up. He pressed his body to hers.

"I had better not see another man with their hands on you." His statement sounded like a threat. "I don't want to have to explain what will happen if I catch you …" he ran his hands up and down her arms. Taylor could only nod her understanding. The tone of his voice and the look in his eyes terrified her. Tears escaped her eyes as his lips touched her neck. He lingered a moment before stepping away. The three men were no longer huddled together and they only took quick glances in their direction.

Randy stared down the men in the shipping department. He glowered when they dared glance at Taylor or him. He dared them to take an aggressive step towards him. The tall, dark skinned man they called Zeke he had a feeling was going to be trouble for him eventually and with Wade, Drew, Slater and Husky always standing behind him, Randy feared he may not be able to stand on his own.

He took Taylor's hand and forced her to follow him up the ramp, not releasing her until they were back in the packing area. He said nothing to her to explain his actions. She was scared of him and she shook as they packed their boxes and caught up the bin. He laughed because she had put up a great effort to try and make him fear her. In reality she was weak and he would be able to with her as he wanted without much energy.

Before going to the strapping machine, he turned her to him and rip open the top of her uniform making the buttons pop off and hit the floor. "Leave it open." He ordered when she tried to hold it closed. He walked away, leaving her in tears once again.

The shift ended and Taylor could not wait to get out of the mill and lock herself away in her apartment. But would she be safe there? Randy had claimed her and she didn't know what to do about it. She was nearly running to get out of the department and out of the mill so she could be escorted back to the community by one of the officers, fearing that if Randy remained nearby, he would pull her into his apartment and finally do as the officer had said he would.

Her step uncle was smiled when he saw her emerge from the mill. Kenneth looked down at her ripped dress and appeared satisfied as he led her and a small group back to the community.

That night she had hoped to find piece in the apartment. Instead she ended up sitting on the sofa while men came and went. Bridget entertained men in one room while the other girls did the same in the other.

"What's your name?" A blond headed man with a crew cut sat down beside her and threw his arm around her shoulder. He touched his card to her leg and Taylor jerked her leg away and wished she could shrink into the couch. "Oh, you're the stuck up bitch the girls have been talking about. You think you're too good to be with me?" He said with a wide grin.

"Hey, Johnny." Felicity entered the room and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You're early this week."

"I actually came to check out the new girl." He told her and Felicity appeared angry. "So what do you say, sweet heart?"

"You're wasting your time, Johnny. Taylor doesn't like to play our game."

"Really? Good for you." John said and removed his arm from around her shoulders. "Look, If I was outside, I wouldn't do this either. But I have needs and the girls around here use that to their advantage." He shrugged and flashed a movie star smile before following Felicity into the bedroom.

"You think she's better than me?"

"Ya, I do." She heard him say before the door closed.


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