This world… Is corrupted.
We were contented the way we were, even with the cruelty of our father and mother. For short, we were unwanted. We thought it would stop with that. But unexpected things do happen. Especially for those who doesn’t expect it.
I still remember how that group of men, one day in our small but bearable house, entered without any second thought. How scared and confused we were, you probably wouldn’t be able to imagine. But how hurt we were, knowing it was our own parents giving out directions, you wouldn’t feel. Because your parents wanted you. Cared for you. Loved you.
Well, sorry that we are not the same.
The van made so many right and left turns until we reached a destination that’s very… Decent. At First. We were actually excited and very grateful for our parents, thinking that we would have a nice life here. BUT YOU KNOW HOW WE ARE UNWANTED.. And THINGS AREN’T JUST GOING THE WAY YOU WANTED. Don’t be that selfish.
The outside has an outline of a big mansion, having a pool and a garden. But what’s inside, are ropes, alcoholic drinks, drugs, and rooms. SO MANY ROOMS.
I was wandering about when a man stood in front of us and introduced himself.
He said, “Hi, I’m Alex.”
We were having a nice conversation like he pitied us until he called us, “My pets”. At first, we took no notice of it. Even the way he spouted the words “We will be training you”, “Listen, behave, and you won’t get punished”, and “Entertain them properly and NO BUTS”. Okay. Now I have a bad feeling about this.
I took a glance at my sister a few years older than me and saw bright light in her eyes like this was better than our former home. My brows were getting closer to each other, my eyes were being judgmental and my thoughts were: Is she nuts?
I talked her out of this secretly and told her to escape, but to no avail. I don’t even know if she’s still thinking.
Until we entered a room, full of women like ourselves, ranging from 10 to 19 years old. Some were horrified seeing us, while some were acting like total sluts. My heart was beating so fast already, knowing how my virginity is at stake.
And then a girl, so beautiful at 16 years old, took a step and told Alex, “Don’t worry, looks like the two there got a future.” And then her heavenly smile turned into a grin. Before I knew it, Alex was gone and the door was closed.
She offered a hand to my sister, after noticing her sparkling eyes. And after, she introduced everyone to us.
A few minutes passed, she led my sister to another room and talked to her while I stayed at the room known to be “Meeting Room”
When my sister and the girl, known to be Amethyst were gone, some approached me and asked questions like “how did you came to be here?”, “what’s your story?”, “why are you doing this job”. They looked so concerned like this would be the end of me. AND THEY WERE RIGHT.
When night came, we were all dressed for “THE PARTY”. My outfit was quite grand that’s exclusive for the “Introduction night of Beginners” Everyone was modeling at the stage and my knees were buckling. I was looking for my sister and when my sight got to the stage, she was there, turning her hips around, dancing in the pole, seducing men. And when the auction ended, she was bought at $6,000.
Next was my turn and I tried hard to pray that no one would buy me. So I entered the stage. Shockingly, everyone even without the actions kept on cheering and shouting until I came to a $10,000 bill for auction.
When my partner and I came inside “the room”, I gave down to my knees and cried. Luckily, the guy was an understanding person close to my age of 15. He was comforting me, instead of making me do things. But that was only one night. And there were other much terrifying nights.
2 years had passed since then. We were already what you call professionals at the job. I thought nothing could be worse. And I was wrong again.
After the “night”, when I was heading to our dorm, there was some commotion. When I looked up to see what it was about, I saw my sister hanged up. I ran to her. I shouted “Put her down. NOW” And when she was in my arms, I kept asking why. I was crying, my heart was hurting, my whole body was shivering. And the night ended just like that.
After a few days of her burial, I was packing her things and saw a letter. It was addressed to me. It says:
I know how sad you are right now, and I am probably feeling the same if dead people have feelings. This might be the first time that we’re apart from each other. I’m sorry for everything. For leaving you like this, for making you go through with this. How much I regret it, you wouldn’t probably understand. I was guilty of killing the innocent you. I was already corrupted or “dirty” as people call it, even before I came here. This was probably a haven for me. It isn’t that I did this because of you. Rather, it was because I wanted to be free. And I wanted you to go live with your boyfriend ad be happy. Isn’t he asking you that? I’m sorry I didn’t escape when I could have. I’m sorry how you couldn’t leave me behind. I’m sorry I left ugly memories that I know, would become scars. I deeply regret everything that I have done. So don’t regret what you can still do. One thing I ask is for you to forgive me. I’ll wait for you at the other side and let us go back to the times.