Chapter 2

SAMANTHA

I don't know how long I have been here but it feels like months. I wonder if James got my letter and if he is missing me as much as I miss him.

The man my father sold me to is just as bad as him. I have been beaten, starved, and raped by many of the guards and the man himself. I feel dirty and used. I sometimes wonder why God can't take me away from this hell. I don't think a man will ever look at me with love after they see my body, hell even I feel disgusted with myself.

"Everyone stand up and get ready," a man yelled at us. I'm being sold again, I don't know why people do this. We are human beings, not items but what do I know right?

I'm afraid what if he wants me back? I can't imagine what I'm going to do if he finds me again.

"I said move bitch!" He raised his voice and forcefully shoved me. I hissed when his hand roughly touched my back. The pain from being wiped earlier. My eyes begin to fill with tears from the pain but I moved faster at his demand. I watched the other girls all crying because of their uncertain faith. We are being sold, someone is going to buy us.

I watched one of the guards shove a ten-year-old girl hard, I wish I can do something to help them. Here are about seven little girls under the age of ten, some girls are teenagers and then there are girls my age and a bit older. I wonder how human beings can do this to one another? Don't these men have a mother, daughter, or a wife?

"I said fucking move!" He raised his voice to us. We quickly followed him to another room.

"Get dressed you have ten minutes to look at your best if you are not ready when I open this door then you will meet your maker today. Do you understand?" He demands looking at us.

"Yes," All of us reply at the same time. As soon as the door closed the older girls help the younger ones to get ready. I quickly bandage the ten-year-old girl's wound and dressed her. Shit, I'm running out of time, I quickly put on a little black dress that barely covers my ass. Is this how they see us? Like prostitutes? I was just done when the door opened.

"Times up, let's get moving the auction is about to start."

My heartbeat sped up as we follow the guard to the stage where we will be auctioned like animals. We all lined up on the dark stage the little girl I helped hold on to my hands. "I'm afraid," She whispers with tears on her cheeks.

"I know honey, I hope that if someone does buy you that they will take care of you," I said sending a little prayer because I know that the men at this auction must be monsters.

'Blindfold them," I hear a man's voice breaking my thoughts. Men started blindfolding us and I feel the little girl take my hand again squeezing it. Please let her and the others find good people God. I feel my throat burn trying to swallow the tears back.

I hear how the bidding started and wonder about the girls are they afraid like I am? How will the person be who buys me? Will they be like my father and the man that bought me from him or will he be nice?

"Take off your blindfold," I hear the man say and I assume he was talking to me. I took it off and close my eyes when I see bright lights on me. When I opened them again I don't see people but huge glass windows that is tinted. I guess they don't want us to see the people who will bid for us.

The guy who auctions us starts the bid, "Ladies and gentlemen, this over here is Samantha, she's 99.208 pounds, 5 feet and 4 inches tall. She submits to any commands given, as you, can see she's got fair skin with dark brown hair. The bid starts at, " 50 000".

The bidding started and I hear how the price goes up like I'm some antique possession that they want to display in a museum.

'Do I see 500, 000?" I hear him say again and my heart beats faster.

"I have 200 million, going once going twice and s.."

I wonder why he stopped? I was just about to answer my question when I hear, "500 million on this girl, going once... Going twice.."

"Sold!"

My heart skipped a beat, I was just bought. O dear Lord please help me.

"Take her to the back and prepare her for her new owner," The asshole who assaulted me told the girl as she stepped forward.

"Yes, master", the girl says as she takes my hand.

" Come we have to get you ready," She said softly leading me back. I watched as the other girls got ready wondering if I will ever see them again.

I saw the girl writing on some paper before there was a knock on the door, "Are the girls ready? Their new owners are waiting for them."

"Yes, all the paperwork is completed," The girl told the man who came to take us away.

"Good luck," She whispered to me as she walked out of the room. I watched as all of the girls nervously follow the man.

"Mr. Nikolaou, here are your girls," The guard said to the man in front of him. I can't see the man the guard is blocking my view.

"Thank you, Mr. Smith."

"Miss Black, please follow me," He address me by the name with just one glance before walking away.

I frowned wondering how he knew my surname but quickly forgot about it when I noticed him almost at the exit.

I felt the cool breeze hit me as soon as I stepped out of the huge door, I close my eyes, taking in the fresh air. A smile made it to my lips when I looked up and saw the golden sun, shining down on me.

Ever since I started living with my "father" I have become a prisoner and here all of us were prisoners as well. Freedom was never an option for me. All we could do was listen to him or we get punished, being outside and breathing the fresh air makes me feel free.

My smile dropped as soon as I realized that I won't be free for long because I was sold. I can only pray that my new owner treats me better. I exhale, shifting my eyes from the blue sky towards a sleek black car that tells me the man who bought me is rich.

I realized that the man who had bought me are nowhere in sight and wondered where he went. An older man approached me, "Excuse me, Miss Black but Mr. Nikolaou had to leave urgently if you will please follow me then I can take you home," The man said opening the car door for me to get in. I gulped getting into the car.

My eyes stayed glued to the window and I watched as the place, I was held for months disappeared slowly and I feel more relaxed.