CHAPTER 44

There's something to be said about getting what you want. It's not all it's cracked up to be. For the last two months, I prayed for a tub of water and I finally got it.

Someone answered my prayers, just not in the way I imagined. What was once a dream was now a nightmare.

While Jordon waited for me to get started, I stood, perplexed with my current situation.

Someone had set everything up for me in front of the girls' showers. Two large buckets of water waited alongside a small tray containing a towel, a washcloth, soap, shampoo, conditioner, and a razor.

If I was with my family, I would've been in heaven. Unfortunately, I knew I was being prepared for my horrible destiny in Braxton's bed tonight.

"Where are the shower curtains?" I glanced around the room hoping to find a pile of discarded curtains to block one stall from the rest of the room.

"The guys took them down." Jordon, noticing my obvious discomfort, and turned his back to me. "Go ahead. I won'