Hey I know it's been forever since I updated this one. I was just flipping through my files and found this chapter 1/2 through, ironic huh? I don't know what made me stop it for this long but hey it's up now. I don't expect much reviews for this one cause almost all my regulars don't really spend much time on here anymore. Not that I blame them I really haven't been using this sight that much either. So anyway here's the next chapter of Monster, hope you enjoy it...if not oh well. I tried not to make it too graphic but I didn't want to shy away from the sex scene either so let me know how I did.
Disclaimer: I don't own HoN or any of Ellen Hopkins' books.
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Zoey
It's been weeks since I got kicked out, since Heath's betrayal.
I'm tired, hungry and wandering the streets alone.
Finally a women walks up to me on the street.
She as the stealth of a panther or a poisonious snake.
She has emerald green eyes.
And thick, long auburn hair.
She wore a long, silk, black dress that showed almost all her cleavage, no bra.
Her ruby red lips turned up into a smile.
Aw poor baby she crooned
You have no where to go, do you.
I shook my head.
Poor thing,
She stroked my dirty cheek with her hand
Letting her hand travel down to the hollow of my throatt.
You're beautiful, underneath all that muck that is.
Tell you what kid, I'm in a charactable mood, I'll take you under my wing.
I own a residental home for women.
You can come live with us if you'd like,
That is…if you meet the requirements if you know what I mean.
Her hand moved from throat to my breast and lingered.
A Whore House/Orphanage huh?
Any other time I wouldn't even concider it.
But I have no where else to go…and nothing else to lose…
I lick my lips "I'll do it."
Her smile is full of cool superority.
Excellent, I just knew you'd come around.
So let me take you back to the place.
The place is called the "House of Night"
Neferet, that's her name, takes me there
gives me my room number and says she has to take care of something.
She leaves me to find my own way around with only this warning:
You are not allowed to eat or partake in any of the activities
Until you've had your first client
Those are the rules, if you can't do that get lost.
I nodded docilly and moved off to find my room.
How was I supposed to find some dude to fuck this instant?
Just then a heard a gasp and a moan.
I raised my eyebrows
Feeling a sense of morbid facination I moved towards the noise.
Around the corner there is a girl who looks like Barbie.
Along with a man who looks like Superman.
The man is pressed against the wall, panting.
The girl is on her knees before him.
She is unzipping his pants with one hand.
And she's unbuttoning her shirt with the other.
You see, you like this she purrs sudictively.
You still enjoy me don't deny it.
Get off me he gasped.
You don't want me to.
I do, we're not doing this anymore.
I told you we're through.
You don't mean that, you still want me.
Here let me show you.
She presses her lips against his errection and sucks.
I know I shouldn't but I moan.
I also feel a pang of jealousy, I hate her.
I want to be the one to suck his dick.
I want to be the one to touch him.
Oh God, do I really belong here?
No, no stop, no
It takes me a while to realize that he's talking to me.
He's looking straight at me and trying to push the blonde Barbie away.
She seems to notice that she no longer has his attention as well.
She whipped around to find the source of his attention.
And looked me straight in the eyes.
I run.
Finally I bash into my room and calpse on the bed.
It's soft and plush, the sheets are silk.
The room is covered in lots of blood reds and obsiden blacks.
There's a walk in closet overflowing with skippy dresses and fancy langerie.
Not a single shirt or pants in there.
All of the necklines go to mid-breast or lower.
One dress if I wore it, it would show my inter nibble.
Aw, I see you've gotten settle.
I turn and look Neferet in the eye.
I've got your first client all lined up.
No need to thank me, I always set up the girl's first one,
The next one is all on your own.
"Yes ma'm" I said.
Excellent! Now let's go over the rules.
Always ask for cash first, just in case they try to cheat you.
Always give it to them here, never at there place.
That's basically beggin' to be rapped.
All the other rules can wait until later.
She starts to leave then pauses, Oh and take those filthy clothes off
Where something sexy, you can wait to take a bath after you've taken care of your fist client.
I nodded shakily and started to strip out of my dirty clothes.
I ended up slipping on a sapphire blue cocktail dress with a small skirt and low-cut collar.
And walked to the bed where I sit lightly on the edge.
The guy that walked through the door looked like he hadn't bathed in a month.
His teeth were rotten and falling out.
And he looked at me like I was his own personal piece of steak.
Which I suppose I was.
Alright he wheezed.
Let's get this over with new-be
I took a deep beath, "Cash first".
Shit I KNOW you think this is MY first time?
Neferet pays me specifically to fuck her new girls.
I personally like the ones that've been doing it for a while but…
Aw well beggers can't be choicers ya know?
He slapped down some money on the side desk.
He climbed into the bed and slammed me down.
Tore off my dress in a second.
I gasped in shock but had no time to think before he was kissing me.
His lips tasted like rotten fish.
His breath rank of decaying meat.
His body smelled like unwashed skin and mildew.
And his skin felt slimy and cracked
He yanked my thighs up around his waist.
He positioned himself hovering over me.
And inserted himself into me.
It hurt like all Hell.
It was the worst experience I have ever had.
It's not like I'm a virgin or anything.
I'm not.
But I've never been used as property either.
I'm just glad the jerk had the brains to use a condom.
Neferet came back after he left.
She took one look at me and my tear stained cheeks.
She clicked her tongue sympathetically.
Poor, poor baby
Don't worry it'll get better, you'll get used to it.
They always do.
She let me bath and get something to eat after that.
Their food was pretty good.
Today they were serving spagatte and garlic bread.
Ironically my favorite.
I took a seat by myself in the back of the cafeteria.
And for the most part people left me alone.
Some gave me some sympathetic looks and there were whispers.
But no one really bothered me.
Granted on the way back to my room I passed the girl with blond hair.
She was gathered around a group of her (friends?)
They didn't confront me up front or anything.
But when I passed they sneered at me in disgust and made rude remarks.
And that was my first day living in a whore house…