"You look pathetic." Adam said as he walked into my bedroom.
Whenever I was alone I would hide under the desk, hoping that they would forget I existed.
Time was a blur, but I knew I have been here long enough to be traumatized.
I haven't seen my dad since the night I found out he was actually alive.
I didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse though.
"Your next appointment is here so get your shit together." He said impatiently. "No more." I whimpered.
"Not an option. Get up before I make you." He said as a tear trickled down my cheek.
I wanted to hide under the desk until he went away, but I knew that wasn't the case.
"Atta girl. Before your next appointment,
Joey wants to speak to you." He said as I shook my head.
"Don't make me do that." I whispered as he chuckled, opening the door. "Get ready, princess." He said as I picked at my nails.
I felt sick to my stomach, wanting to run away. These "appointments" were hard on me physically and mentally and I had to go through at least six of them a day.
This next one would be my fourth for the day which made me want to throw up.
I couldn't move, the trauma sitting in my chest so heavy that I didn't want to believe any of this was real.
I knew I needed to get changed into something more desirable but I couldn't.
I couldn't do this anymore.
After a couple minutes the door opened and my father started making his way into the room.
"Why aren't you dressed?" He asked nonchalantly. It made me sick that he still wouldn't acknowledge me as his daughter.
Part of me was in denial that he even let anyone touch me to begin with.
I guess things changed.
I stared at him in disbelief, my jaw quivering. I was afraid of the man who once made me feel safe.
This man wasn't the man who I knew as my father.
"Wipe that look off of your face, you should be happy to see me." He said as I shook my head, tears trickling down my cheeks.
"I know you think I'm a horrible person, but I'm running a business here." He said and started pacing slowly around the room.
"If you would have made better choices then maybe you wouldn't have gotten caught up in it.
At least you have someone still looking after you." He hummed as a chill of anger crawled up my spine.
"How is this looking out for me?" I whispered shakily. "Oh please, Juliana. Haven't you noticed that we've been giving you your medication?" He asked as I rolled my eyes.
I didn't realize it and I didn't care. He must have been slipping them into my diet somehow but it wasn't a consolation for anything else he was doing.
"I'd rather have multiple seizures a day than spend another second here." I said as he shrugged.
"That's not how that works. Plus, you have nowhere else to go." He said with a small laugh.
"Well, once we're done with Brock." He said as I shook my head. "Please don't hurt him." I begged, walking towards him.
"You'd think that you would get over him. He's the reason you're going through all of this." He said as I shook my head. "You're the monster here." I said as he chuckled.
"I listened to what you said. How could I do this knowing I have daughters. It made me feel guilty that I haven't seen them." Dad said and stopped pacing so he could look at me.
"They all hate you for lying to them about my death. Especially Sam. Poor kid has really been missing his father." He said with a grin that made me want to punch him in the face.
How dare he turn them against me when all I wanted to do was help them and give them a loving home.
"You made these decisions, Juliana. Pay the price." He said then turned and left the room.
I wanted to scream and cry and fight anyone that came anywhere near me but in this moment I felt broken.
I knew there was no point in anything since it's been forever since Nate and Jeremy saw me here.
If Colby was going to come he would have by now.
I sniffled then turned to get dressed. I didn't necessarily want to submit to all of this but I had no choice. This was my life now and I needed to get over it.
Once I was dressed the door opened, revealing another sleazy looking guy and Will. "He knows the rules. Have fun." Will said then left the room, leaving just the guy and I.
"You're even sexier than I thought." The guy said as my stomach churned. I nodded, sitting on the bed.
"Don't be shy, baby. I like dirty talk." He said then started to get undressed. I felt like crying, but knew I wasn't allowed to do that.
I had to be whatever the client wanted me to be, which was the worst part about all of this.
I wasn't allowed to be Julia.
I was just a sex doll to these people.
The rest of the appointment went exactly like how the ones before it did, and the ones after would. The men would do whatever, then would leave.
I would cry and get dressed, only to hide under the desk and pray for either freedom or death.
Anything to get me out of this situation.
I cried into my knees, huddled under the desk in the corner of the room. It wasn't long before the door was opening once again.
"What? Was he not good or something?" Adam asked as I flinched and tried to hide more.
"You gotta stop hiding under there, it's no surprise that's where you are. It's just pathetic." He said with a laugh then sat on the bed.
"Let me just go home." I begged, my voice coming out in barely a whisper. "You know that's not how this works." He said then tossed a box of something so it would slide under the desk.
"You have one more appointment, but I'm going home so take this after." Adam said as I looked at the plan b pill package.
It was kinda funny how concerned they were with the girls getting pregnant because they literally didn't care about anything else.
I didn't know what would happen if a girl did get pregnant but I don't think it would be ideal.
Maybe they would kill the girl though.
Part of me didn't want to take this pill in hopes of that happening, but I had a feeling I would get just get more injured before they would actually kill me.
"Do you understand?" Adam asked as I nodded. "Yes." I said and grabbed the package. "Great. Your next appointment will be here soon. You're in for a treat." He said with a laugh then stood up and left the room.
I sniffled and put the pill off to the side. I didn't even know if taking one of those pills every day was effective or healthy but what did it matter?
Nothing that was going on was healthy at this point.
I sat on the ground, waiting for the next person to come into the room.
I wanted them to come sooner rather than later so I could at least be done for the day.
After a long while of waiting the door finally opened and someone came into the room.
"Ah, princess. You're still in hiding." Oliver said as he crouched down to look at me. "Please don't." I begged as he chuckled.
"Relax. You know your next client already." He said with a laugh. "So just get out from under there and take that gross shirt off." Oliver said and stood up straight.
I sniffled and crawled out from under the desk. "Who is it?" I asked as he raised his brows, lifting his fingers to signal for me to take off my shirt.
I sighed and did what I was told before he chuckled. "Good. Now lay on the bed." He instructed as I scrunched my brow.
"Are you...?" I asked but didn't finish before he nodded.
"Ding ding ding. No more speaking." He said then pushed me onto the bed.
I gasped, refraining from pushing him away. I didn't like when people were rough like that because it triggered my fight or flight.
Before I could even think about trying to push him away though he was pinning my hands roughly above my head causing me to whimper in fear.
"Relax." He mumbled then started to kiss my neck. I started to silently cry, hating how this felt. I tried my best to ignore the creeping feeling in my stomach but was finding it difficult.
Oliver kissed my neck for a second before he pulled away and looked at me. "You're gonna give me whatever I want." He said with a gross tone.
Before he could do anything else though, someone was stabbing him in the side of the neck with a knife causing his eyes to dim and his body to collapse on top of me.
Panic filled my body the second I realized someone had just killed him but before I could fully wrap my mind around the situation a hand shot forward and covered my mouth so I wouldn't scream.