14 years old Amrita:
"Relax Honey, you're going to fall if you don't."Donna spoke up behind me and I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. The books on my head jiggled a little and I pouted angrily up at them before turning one last time. The Donna clapped happily and Sally stood beside her with a stern look.She was looking at me as if I had done something wrong, I really hope I hadn't because the Boss- Julian's father- was a creepy man. And if she thought that I didn't accomplish anything then the man would come to visit.He scared me a lot and the last time he visited, I had hidden myself behind Donna throughout the entirety of the complex greeting. Donna and he clearly didn't get along and Donna actually looked terrified of him. There was something about the way he smiled that scared me, Mama had always told me that if someone's smile didn't seem inviting, getting close to them was dangerous.So in a sense I was lucky, as far as I knew, the Boss had to be at the main base of the Gang. If it was even worth being called that, it was far larger and far much wider spread than I had previously thought.I realized the influence that man had, only when a bunch of police and army officers had stepped into the mansion that I was currently held in. I thought they were here to save us and that Donna and I could finally be free, but I was wrong. And I learned of that after Sally bowed in front of them and led them on to meet the 'boss'.That was also the day he had visited. He was no doubt a good looking person, but something about him seemed off and dangerous.The atmosphere had been extremely tense. Donna and I had been led to a different room by a guard and had to wait there for nearly half an hour before he showed. Donna's shoulders had immediately stiffened as their eyes met and the door closed behind him.I knew he wasn't a good person, Donna was a careful person. The reason she had to watch out around Sally was because she was scared that Sally might report about her to this man. He had all the power around here. Men would kill at his command, Donna would have to leave the base and go to the lair every once in a while at his command.I would have to get dressed formally in a dress and accessories that he sent and have to visit the main estate to meet certain people. I wasn't allowed to talk and neither was Donna, we just stood there, timidly nodding at men who looked at us with gazes that absolutely disgusted us.It was only after we were in the safe confines of the second base were staying at, that Julian would make his escape to come and check up on us.
He used my window more often than not. Sneaking in at random moments to come and meet me, sometimes with a book, sometimes with a warning, but mostly with bruises.His training was far much more difficult than mine was, and there were moments that he had looked absolutely devastated and shaken up when he had shown up. It was difficult to get him to sleep or relax on certain nights.His cuts and bruises would heal but he would still have to leave early to not be found out by his father and he still had to go out for 'training'and 'meetings' nearly every day. He said it was important for something that he had in mind.Whatever he was planning, he was willing himself to see it through to the end. There were times that he wouldn't show up at all for a week or a month and more. And that time was the hardest, Donna was under a strict timetable and often had to return to the main lair at that man's beck and call.Sally wasn't much of a company keeper and the guards outside my room were basically waiting for me to exit. Their gazes freaked me out so much that I refrained from leaving my room altogether.Thankfully since Julian had learned to jump in through my window safely, without getting caught and getting in trouble, I didn't feel that lonely.
Most of my days were spent in wait for his arrival or training. Balance, a bit of exercise so I wouldn't gain extra weight, a controlled diet, and basically being completely and absolutely submissive was exactly what the training was about.The slightest bit of disobedience was responded to rather harshly under the bosses orders. Once when Donna had disobeyed her schedule and snuck in to see me at midnight, I didn't get to see her for the next thirty days and my training was done by Sally, who stood around with a whip in hand.She would flick it through the air and the sound that ripped through the air petrified me. I realized how important it was for me to have Donna as the trainer, How important her presence was, without her, I would probably be whipped, beaten or starved at everything that I did 'wrong'.When Donna had returned, she hadn't visited me for a week and had locked herself away in her room. It was after 7 total days that she had stepped into my room and seen Julian bandaging my knee.Since Donna had been occupied and was clearly in no place to be training me, Sally was being extra strict. To avoid punishment, I had started training on my very own. Afraid to displease her even in the slightest.Julian had caught me off guard when he had jumped through my window and I had stumbled in surprise. My knees were scraped and my ankle had been sprained. While Julian was busy treating me, Donna quietly sat by on the couch.Both mine and Julian's cheeks had been red since... That was the first time... he had to lift my gown. Once he was done, he had attempted to find me a change of clothes but had instead ended up opening the wrong closet and was forced to face my embarrassing undergarments on display.Donna had finally managed to laugh at his expression as I had rolled myself up in my blanket and silently prayed for my death. What had embarrassed me more was the fact that Julian had left feeling flustered right after that.It had already been a month but he had clearly been too embarrassed or too busy to visit me. I sure hoped it had been the latter, the former would make both of us uncomfortable.
After one final twirl, I put the books away and Sally nodded, apparently satisfied with my efforts and existence before walking to the door as it was knocked on from the outside.She walked right out the door as Julian stepped in. Finally showing himself around me and his mother, who immediately began cooing at him as the door closed behind him.It was hard to contain my giggles as I watched my 6 ft. probable husband get gushed over and childishly scolded by his mother."Just because you saw her undies that day..." Donna said.Julian's eyes had widened and immediately met mine before we both ripped our gazes away."I saw no such thing, Mother."He responded blankly, after clearing his throat."Come on now, did you think I wasn't watching you? Hmm? That face you made when you realized you had opened the wrong closet? It's forever in my memory now. And there's nothing you can do about it." Donna said.He groaned in response as she grinned mischievously, before continuing."Besides, Edward told me that you couldn't focus on your training for quite a while after that." Donna said .I had ducked my head as soon as the words left her mouth and I felt his gaze travel over to me. The gown fluttered around me, another obsolete and unarguable rule was the female dress code. Females were either house wives or cooks. They didn't, no, they weren't allowed to have any other roles at all.The men were supposedly very possessive of their females, hence they had to wear full gowns to avoid another man taking an interest in them.On the other hand, I was finally as tall as Donna but upon closer inspection, one would know it wasn't that tall at all. Whereas Julian was clearly 6ft, I had just barely made it to 5ft. And it didn't seem like I was getting taller anytime soon though.On the bright side, whenever we hugged, my ear was placed right next to Julian's heart. And I always calmed down after hearing and feeling its soft thumping.I zoned back in from my thoughts to hear them bickering about his expression upon seeing my undergarments. And a soft conflicted smile graced my lips when I remembered the phrase mother had once told me.A free bird will never value its freedom, until it is caged.
16 years old Amrita: I stepped out of the washroom and nearly screamed as I spotted someone sitting on the couch in front of the LED in my room. When a head of raven hair greeted me, I was confused. The person sitting on the chair hadn't turned around yet and I was sure that I didn't know anyone here with raven hair besides the Donna and Julian."W-who are you?"I questioned, clutching my robe tighter towards myself. It wasn't at all comforting to know that I was nearly bare in the presence of a stranger- or anyone for that matter-I heard a sigh that sounded awfully close to a depressed one, but from the tone of voice I could tell that this intruder was anything but depressed."I see you've forgotten all about me princess." he said.I frowned at his words and stared at him in confusion, this clearly meant that I had known him. At one point or another, but that was even more confusing as I wasn't very well acquainted with the people here. Sally and some of the guards and maids were the onl
Almost 18 years old Amrita: I paced inside my room, my heart thudding as Sally's earlier announcement rang in my ears. It explained why Julian hadn't come to visit me in the past month and why Donna had been very busy lately."Your birthday is approaching, Donna. In regards to this monumental moment the boss has given you the chance to wish for whatever you want from him."Before I could've opened my mouth and uttered the words that I wanted to blindly throw at her, Sally cut me off. In the most stern way she ever had, since I got here."After the wedding of course, for now, you can only think about what you want." she said.All thoughts of demanding for freedom vanished from my mind, I should've seen it coming. That man was hellbent on keeping me here, even if it meant having to tie me up in a room. That fact Sally had clarified for me.I was frustrated, anyone who saw me could've guessed that. I couldn't talk to Sally because she could relay everything to him and Julian and Donna were bo
"Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God!!!"Donna and Sally stood by the door, both of them looking extremely amused as I had a mental breakdown in the dressing room.They had woken me up at 6:00Am and basically kidnapped me, to take me to the hall that had been booked for today.It was a 4 hour ride in the car, filled with excitement from the Donna, silence from Sally and confusion from me. I had ignored the atmosphere and given in to the urge to get some shut eye. Once we had arrived, I was practically dragged into the hall, not even being given anytime to take in my surroundings.Several women and guards had launched themselves at me. The women leading me to the dressing room, all while gushing to themselves in shrill voices. The guards on the other hand, had formed a circle around us and led us to the room.It was after I was pulled inside and forced into the washroom that I realized what was happening. But I didn't have much time to think about anything again, as Donna and Sally start
He didn't meet my gaze immediately just like the last time we encountered each other alone, instead he stepped up to a mirror and began fixing his hair as best as he could. I could tell that it had been perfectly styled before the Donna shuffled it. His eyes met mine in the mirror and we both scanned each other from head to toe.When our eyes met again, he grinned a Cheshire cat grin. A sneaky, cheeky, mischievous grin. That had alarms blaring in my head."Glad you didn't run away?" he said.I froze yet again, out of all the times he could've mentioned it, it had to be now. When no one was around and when there was no chance of Julian calming me down. But before I could go into full panic mode, he continued."Lets get this straight, You hate me, I hate you. End of story, everyone's happy."I frowned as his words register."I don't exactly hate you... I just don't like you."He paused and frowned at the mirror."Hard work gone down the drain then, I suppose."He mumbled to himself in an exaspera
I stood frozen as the doors slammed shut behind me, my eyes focused on all the- dead- female children in the room. Their horrified impressions printing themselves into my memory, sad faces with tears streaming down their cheeks. Mouths parted to scream, screams that were now forever silenced.All of them had boards carved right beneath their feet, boards that gave away their names, ages and time of death. Almost like a cemetery, this one though was only for kids. My eyes went from one girl to the next, there were so many. I simply couldn't believe what I was seeing. This wasn't a work of art, it was cruelty and maybe if I didn't know that these were real people at a point, I might've praised the artist.My head was swimming, my heart was thumping and my eyes were filling with tears as they followed the trail, every next girl breaking my heart into another piece. I could only imagine the fate they had suffered before this. My breathing halted as my eyes landed on one specific girl, the b
"I haven't mentioned this before so listen closely, it is very important information for your security." Julian said.I nodded in response and hugged the pillow tighter to my chest as Julian sat across from me, on the couch. A good few feet between us, as he put aside his laptop with care."The way it operates in the lair is slightly different than the rest. When a new boss is selected an oath is to be taken by the members of the gang, an oath that binds them to my command. But, after they had taken oath on my fathers hand, father introduced a method of choice and it's quite popular with the members so I can't remove it just yet."I nodded as he pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation, almost as if reminding himself of it gave him a headache."In the other gangs, an oath is taken right on the night the new boss is announced, thanks to my father, it doesn't work that way around here anymore. The members are given the time of a year to take an oath, during that year it is for them to de
His eyes raked over me in a way that would scare any maiden to death, in my case though, death wasn't an option. I was yet again, nearly bare in the presence of a man. It seemed that Edward and him were more likely to catch me off guard and undressed, than Julian was.But in Edwards case, I knew he couldn't touch me or Julian would be displeased, very displeased. I wasn't so sure about his father and from the way he was looking at me, I couldn't even force myself to relax."It seems I've caught you at the wrong time." he said.He tilted his head to a side and assessed me yet again before humming to himself. He looked away momentarily but when I made a move towards the cabinet his head snapped back to me."I would like to have a word with you." he said.I swallowed to moisten my dry mouth before nodding at him."Of course, just let me dre..."I was saying . "I'm afraid it cannot wait."He interrupted me making me frown as he met my eyes. What could've been so important that he would come all th
A hand threaded through my hair, lips tracing my cheek as an apology greeted my ear. The familiar voice and the familiar warmth made my nerves relax as I snuggled into him.His arms wrapped tightly around my waist, the soft material of his shirt rubbed against my nose as he sighed while burying his head into the crook of my neck."Have you eaten?" he asked.I shook my head in response, ready to doze back into Lala land but he kept me awake with slow and soft administrations of affection from him. When his lips connected with my neck, I jolted out of sleep and right into a panic attack.Julian pulled back with clear worry in his eyes as I became a sobbing mess. Curling up into a corner of the room, I ducked my head and hiccuped as the tears rained down my face.Julian tried to step forward, towards me, but when he realized that it sent me into a frenzy, he stopped and cussed under his breath."Amrita, Love, let me help you." he said.I shook my head without meeting his eyes through my half li