Sold To a Mafia Leader

Chapter 02

1year earlier:

"Sierra get your ungrateful self down here right now!" I heard my 'mother' yell from downstairs making me scurry to attend her needs.

In the past 7-years I have endured being a working maid for my own parents'. After that day of being unwanted by my best friend my mom was brainwashed by her husband. Now my life is a living hell.

Currently I am 16 and as soon as I turn 18 I plan to leave and never look back. Start my life the what I want to.

"Hurry up!" Louis's voice snatches me out of my thoughts and I hurry down the staircase and into the living room where they normally are relaxing. 

"Y-Yes Queen and King?" I ask with my voice quiet. Yea...they make me call them 'Queen' and 'King' as if they are some type of royalty. I do it only because I don't wanna be tortured. 

"Go to the store and get us some beer and cigarettes." Louis snapped at me. They literally have an addiction to alcohol and nicotine. They're going to die young...Sadly. Note the sarcasm.

"I-I'm only 16, how am I going to do that?" I asked cautiously. They don't like to be 'questioned'.

"I don't know but you better make it work. I don't care if you have to get on your knees and take c*ck like the w**ore you are...but I will get my things!" My 'mother' snapped at me angrily. My own mom just called me a whore...that's not even the worst things she has called me. 

"You heard you Queen, chop-chop trash!" Louis says dismissing me from the living room. 

They didn't give me any money or anything and expect me to get this...how? I mean I have money and can always buy it but that was to save up to get out of this s**t hole. 

I just sigh heavily and make my way towards my 'room' to get my worn out coat and a few dollars for their things. The space I sleep in isn't even a room. It's just a small closet that barely fits my bed so all of my belongings go under the bed. 

Trust me I have tried going to Social Services and they have listened but after the first time of getting a pop-up unexpectedly they have learned to keep a room good enough for the workers to think someone sleeps in there. 

I honestly just want to be a normal teenage girl who can confide in her mom and have to ask her dad for money to go to the mall, but sadly that isn't the case. I am far from being a 'normal' teenage girl. I guess that is just what deck I was handed in life. 

Arriving at the store I make my way to the back to get their beer when I hear snickers coming from behind me. Already knowing who it was I sighed and walked to the cash register to pay and get the cigarettes. 

"Awee is little homeless girl ignoring us? That's too bad, was going to offer her dirty a*s some food." I hear my ex-bestfriend Lucy say before her and her possé of minions laugh loudly gaining unwanted attention. 

I am too shy to retort something back to her. I might have promised myself to not show emotion but I also don't want to start any unnecessary fights. Which in I would lose. 

"Can I have some cigarettes please?" I ask the cashier shyly who just stares blankly at me. 

"Too young." He said waving me off. 

"B-But I really need to get these. Please. They aren't even for me." I beg slightly raising my voice but not enough to be heard. 

The guy looks at me for a moment then looks around before going to grab the smokes from the back and comes back. He scans my things hurriedly before bagging them and telling me the total. 

"$14.75. You better not tell anyone about this or sill i will say you stole and they'll believe me." He said harshly making me nod and scurry out the store. Sighing in relief once I make it out the store with the things I hurried my way home not wanting anymore conflict or conversations to start. 

"Here you go Queen and King. Please forgive me for taking too long. My apologies." I say as soon as I make it home and into the living room. 

"Mhm don't make it happen again b*tch!" My mother snaps at me. 

"How'd you get this?! Sucking c*ck are you?!" Louis snarls at me causing my mother to laugh as if what he said was the funniest thing in the world. 

"N-No sir. I-I have job after school." I mentally regret saying that because the words that come after make my heart break into anymore possible pieces. 

"Well well well....since you get money we will be telling you to pay some part of the rent monthly. How much do you make?" My mother says making Louis break out into a grin. 

I think about it and start to think of a lie. I have been saving since 14 when I could get a legal job and giving them majority of my check would only set me back. Which I did not need. So since I usually make $250.00 without tips I am going to say $150.00 instead. 

"I-I only make $150 since I just started." I quickly lie through my teeth making them grin. 

"Very well, we expect $90.00 monthly. Carry on. Do your chores." Louis says dismissing me causing me to nod and scurry off.

Jokes on them I get pause every 2-weeks so that means I would still have $410.00 after every month instead of $500.00. Good thing I am smart and know how to think on my feet. I could easily get back $90.00  in tips if I use correct customer service. 

I only make $250.00 every two weeks because I work at a very popular bar in town. I not only work as the bartender but also as a server/waitress and people would usually tip me for being nice and correcting their orders to perfection. 

Later that night... 

As I am sleeping I hear the door to my closet space open and Louis is standing in-front of the door very drunk. Oh no... 

"Y-Yes King?" I ask raising you fully alert. 

"You want to disobey me, you get punished." He slurs that I barely understand what he is saying. 

"I-I don't know what you speak of sir." I said nervously. Bad choice.

"Did you just talk back to me?!" He exclaims slapping across my face causing to let out a whimper. 

"S-Sorry sir." I say through my teeth still holding the side of my face as it burns. 

"SILENCE!" He yells slapping me again. 

"Ciren come hold her down while I do my business!" He yells for my mom as he unbuckles his pants and she comes rushing in. 

"Yes daddy." She says seductively. YUCK. 

As she comes towards me I try to back up and squirm out of her way only to back into a wall. 

"Don't you run away from me you little w**re!" She yells pulling me so hard that my head bounces off the wall and so slump onto my bed. 

The next few minutes are a blur as Louis comes towards me with a smirk as Cerin holds me down with me squirming every which way. 

Louis shoves his male parts into my core causing me to let out a scream of pain. Since this is my first time and it's forced it hurts twice as much. He continuously shoved his part into my damaged core and I slowly start to fade in and out of consciousness but before I completely black out I don't miss the sinister grin that is on Cerin's face. WHAT THE HELL?! 

Since that day I have been getting r*ped every night that I barely even sleep anymore. The people who were supposed to protect me from people like this are brutally doing it to me everyday. It's sad that I have no one else to go to because I could really use a friend right about now. 

It has been 2 weeks from that day and trust me I have tried running away but these sickos tell the police I have ran away and they bring me back every time without wanting to hear my side of the story. I have tried so much that the Judge says the next time I do, I will end up in a mental hospital. Although that sounds a lot better than being here with them, I don't think I would be able to handle that type of thing. Sadly, this is my last and final option of escaping the horrid two before 18. 

Or so I thought...