It has been 10 years since that wonderful day. Ten years of being abused and thrown around by different men. Mr. "I-Am-Your-Husband-And-You-Are-My-Wife" gave up on trying to make me accept the fact that we were married, so he left me to rot. On the streets. At the age of 14. Splendid.
I was tired and hungry for 3 days until this maniac, rich maniac, came up to me and started drooling.
'Hello pretty lady." He said with a fake smile.
'Hello ugly weirdo.' I replied without even looking at him.
'That was harsh, but all is forgiven.'
I ignored him and kept on walking. I don't think I even knew where I was going. My legs were moving absent mindedly.
'Wanna come stay at my place?'
I thought about it for a second. He was definitely a psycho that wants my body. But I was definitely a tired hungry girl that needed money... Then I had an idea.
'Of course I'd love to stay with you!'
'Really?' He said looking surprised.
'Yes really!' I gave him my best smile and winked.
'Okay then, let's go.' He looked and sounded so excited.
It's going to be a long day.
6 hours later, I'm in a guest room listening to the weirdo snore from the room next door.
I tiptoe out of bed and sneak downstairs. While picking some food from the fridge and dumping it into my bag, the last thing I managed to save while I was being robbed at night on the streets, I wear some fancy shoes that I found upstairs earlier today.
'All set.' I say out loud. I make sure I have the clothes that I stole from the weirdo this afternoon.
He is quite clueless... and desperate.
With a deep breath I walk out the door and into the night.