"I see you're alive." An unexpected remark from my boss at my appearance at work.
"Yes, did you think that I died?"
"Yes, you mentioned that you and your friends were going to the main square and just about everyone there died."
"We are tougher than we look."
"In all fairness, you live on the street, I couldn't imagine where you could have gone to survive."
"We hid in a trash bin." He nodded, I could see the sympathy in his eyes, but he tried to shield it.
"I didn't leave your food out, take your normal breakfast." He always does this whenever we start talking about personal things he becomes all formal. I'm guessing that he doesn't want any attachments. He is afraid of being kind to me, that ship has sailed though. Just for letting me work here he is being kind, because he hardly ever makes a mess and if he does he likes cleaning the mess himself, so I basically get paid to come in eat his food and look for something to clean. I took a bowl of the porridge he always gives me and sat down to eat it. The rest of my day I dusted, every corner, every tiny space, on top of things and underneath them. Dust has finally found its match.
"You look exhausted, has my house finally proven to be a challenge?"
"Nah your house is pretty clean; I just decided to dust today."
"I don't think this house has been dusted since my wife died, 5 years ago."
"It wasn't that bad." I smiled at him warmly, he always speak of his wife without intending to, she is always on his mind and I think it’s sweet.
"You're food is on the table." He was becoming formal again.
"When am I going to cook for you?"
"One day when I'm too tired or busy. Now go eat, you can shower and get ready to leave when you're done." I did as told, he made spaghetti and I had a whole mountain on my plate. I packed some of it in for the others and ate the rest. He was amazed that a small girl could eat so much, but I think he knew that I would take some for my friends- that is why he gives me so much food.
"Here you go." He handed me another dress.
"You don't need to give me the dresses, they must mean a lot to you."
"They do and that is why I give them to you, they should be out in public, not stored in a closet."
"Thank you very much." He left me after that and I got to business. I took a long shower, washing my hair and scrubbing every inch of me. The dress is gorgeous. It's a creamy whiteish grey maxi dress. It has long sleeves and plunges deep in a V but it still conceals my boobs. At the end of the plunge the dress merges and drops down loosely over my body, the soft material laying softly over all my curves. I was combing my hair out when I heard the commotion. I left the bathroom and went looking for the voices.
"I know you have a daughter, don't lie to me!" The unknown man hissed at my employer.
"My wife couldn't have children, we never had children!" He exclaimed in frustration. What is this guy going on about, I have never seen any children here.
"I've seen her! She stays with you! I've been watching her this last week! And I want her!" The guy was getting louder by the moment almost hissing his words.
"I don't have a daughter." I'm starting to get worried, he doesn't seem to believe my employer and the other guy sounds dangerous and a lot younger.
"Is everything okay?" I asked stepping into the room. I looked at them, the guy was standing very close to my employer, towering over him, he looks to be in his late 30's and he emits darkness.
"So you don't have a daughter?" the man hissed in my employers face again.
"I don't!" he said completely frustrated at the situation.
"You can't lie with her standing here!" What? I look around, but I was the only female in the room, this guy is misguided.
"She is not my daughter."
"I'm his cleaner!" I explained.
"You are leaving with me." He said nonchalantly, dismissing me, that has never happened to me before.
"No I'm not. I'm not a slave that you can order to leave with you!" I was outraged at his superiority.
"Honey does it seem like I give a damn what you think!" The guy looked at me with his red eyes, my skin crawled at the intensity in that death glare.
"I'm taking her, how much do you want for her?"
"Hey listen up! I'm not a slave, I just work for him. He doesn't own me, no one does and I won't be regarded as an object! I AM NOT FOR SALE!"
"How much?" I swear my mouth was agape, I was completely flabbergasted.
"Nothing, you can have her!" Adding a frown now, my breathing caught in my throat as my heart skipped a beat. Who does he think he is giving me away!
"What!? I'm 20 you can't force me into s*****y!"
"Can you shut up! You aren't going to be a slave." I glared at the man in front of me. Who the hell does he think he is!
"Can I just have a moment alone with her?" I don’t want to be alone with him, he just gave me away like I mean nothing, like I am nothing.
"Of course, I do believe you won't try anything since I'm sure you know exactly who I am."
"Yes." My employer took my arm and dragged me through the house into the bathroom where he opened the tap and let the shower run. Looking at him now makes me want to slap him so hard, but then again he looks so old and it would be so disrespectful.
"What?" I asked folding my arms glaring at him.
"I did this for your safety."
"Screw the 'I did this because I care for you' speech, you did this to save your own ass." I can’t remember the last time I was this angry.
"Listen I know you must hate me, but I really did it for you."
"That is Lucas, He is the top rulers of the Abyss, his family has had generations of influences over this place, you do not say no to him. If I had said no he would have killed me and taken you anyway."
"This way you benefit from it at least?"
"If Lucas has his eye on you there is no escape. At least he found you here and not followed you to your friends." that is true, at least they are safe.
"What do I do now?"
"What you have all along...you survive." I can't just give in, just going along with this will be like selling myself. He did say I won't be a slave, but that only brings up the question of what his plans are with me. We walked back into the living room where he was standing next to a window looking outside.
"Finally. Come!"
"I will not go with you!" 6 words I regretted, because as soon as said it he turned and smacked me across the face with brutal force, I fell to the ground hitting my head against a table edge and blacked out.
Hannah POV
"Excuse me?" I looked at the old man standing next to me, usually I try and avoid talking to anyone, but what can I do, he is directly talking to me.
"Yes?"
"I'm looking for some people, I'm guessing a group of girls that lives here in the alleys?"
"Okay and?" s**t! What does this guy want with us!
"Their friend works for me... I only realized today that we never exchanged names, she has dark brown hair and green eyes."
"Where is she? What did you do to her!"
"Wait you're her friend?"
"Yes, now where is Skye?"
"Can I talk to the rest of you too?"
"How do I know that I can trust you?"
"I have been feeding you all these last two weeks, so I do not intend to let you die now."
"Fair enough, come on." I walked next to him, not trusting him to walk behind me. You never turn your back on strangers. I led him to the alley where we will sleep tonight, which is embarrassing, but it's our life now. I hoped to see Skylar there, maybe he is just looking for her. Everyone was busy, as we entered the alley. Jocelyn was busy with some food, Avery with cardboard boxes and Alec was pushing the trash bins closer together. They all froze when they saw us, the alertness that accompanied their silence clear as day.
"What's going on?" Alec asked frowning at me.
"I'm not sure this is Skye's boss. He was looking for us."
"Where is Skye?" Avery asked trying to see if she was behind us, I just shrugged.
"That's why I'm here, something happened." I stepped away from him and walked to the group.
"What do you mean something happened?" Alec questioned the only one of us that actually had the cuts to voice the question.
"She was taken."
"What do you mean taken? She is 20 and has a job, if you can support yourself you cannot be taken as a slave."
"He said she wasn't going to be a slave..." The guy drifted of like being confused himself.
"You were there and you didn't stop him!" We all had to jump into action as Alec stormed over to the guy. Avery and I each grabbed an arm, while Jocelyn jumped in front of him.
"Alec! No!" Jocelyn said in a stern voice before turning around to look at the guy.
"Explain!"
"Lucas..." The sudden gasp of Jocelyn couldn't be missed, but she quickly pulled herself together.
"Lucas has been watching her, he thought she was my daughter... he wanted to buy her from me, but I gave her to him, I didn't want to sell her...I couldn't it would have been wrong."
"You gave her to him!" This time it was Avery that lunched at him, Alec tackled her to the ground.
"He couldn't stop him even if he wanted to." Jocelyn said her voice breaking. I stepped forward and looked at her, her eyes were shut tight, tears still leaking through.
"Jocelyn?"
"He is the self proclaimed ruler of the Abyss, his family has been in control since the Abyss became a restricted dimension. His descendant was the first one to be send here, no one has ever been able to overthrow them." She explained through clenched jaws.
"You're saying that the worst guy in this place has her?"
"Yes" once again there was silence among us, all of us comprehending the situation.
"She just went with him?"
"I thought she would after I explained to her who he was, but she didn't, he took her by force."
"By force?" Alec asked, this is the first time that his fears played on his face.
"He slapped her, she crash into a table corner. She was unconscious when they left." No one spoke up this time, most of us were just staring at the ground trying not to cry.
"I'm sorry, I just didn't want you guys to worry, here is her bag... there is some food in there."
"Thank you." He had just turned to leave when we heard it…