Xinyue was still crying.
"you should get used to it boy" the makeup lady said gathering her stuffs.
"but what was my fault, I never done anything to these people" Xinyue sobbed.
"neither did any prostitute in here, everyone was forced to come here but they accepted their fate and you should too, once you come here, you become bound to this place. There is no escaping this place, you only go out once, which is either getting sold to some rich person or dead" The lady said sorrowfully. "The sooner you accept your fate the better it would be for you" Saying this the lady gave Xinyue a small smile and left the room as well.
yeah it was his fate now. There is no going back to his previous lifestyle. As hurtful as it was for him he couldn't forgot about the betrayal which resulted him in here. He can never forget those people who are the cause for him to be in this hell. His own parents.
Xinyue's POV :
"Your close people hurt you the most" My teacher once said this to me when I was 12 years old with a sad smile. I never understood it then, how can your close people hurt you? they love you right? that's the very reason why they are close to you isn't it? . I asked him that and he smiled. and said "That's why it hurts the most because you think they love you, because you think that they care for you and can never hurt you, but when time comes everyone turns their back on you Xinyue and that time you don't feel bad about the people who weren't close to you but to the people who were close to you" He said with a sigh. I still didn't understood it but didn't questioned it further.
Many years went by after that. And I became 20. I got admitted to a good college. I was a very brilliant student in my department. I had a very happy, friendly and joyful personality. I was loved by almost everyone I knew. My best friend, classmates , professors and most importantly my family. I was more than satisfied with my life but life is unpredictable.
I was going home from my college with a very happy mood as usual. I had so much fun that day and can't wait to tell about it to my parents. We were a family of three. My mom, dad and me. My grandparents died when I was 10 years old. They also loved me alot, though most of the memories with them were hazy now due to me being so young but I can say that they truly cared for me. We didn't really had any other relatives.
I reached home and saw some black vans parked outside of our house. I found it very strange, we don't really have much guests who comes to visit us in these many vans. I entered my house and put off my shoes, then called for my mom and dad. No answer. I entered the living room and my eyes widened.
There were my parents on their knees while two men held them on gunpoint. "MOM!! DAD!!" I shouted and rushed towards them but got held by few other men. "Xinyue!!" my mom and dad said at the same time. Fear evident in their face.
"Hey!! what are you doing to my mom dad, lower the gun!!" I shouted at those men.
"Well well, boy keep your volume low or I will not hesitate to shoot in your tongue" A man who looked like the boss of other men said. "and about your parents, we didn't did anything yet but will definitely do if they didn't pay their debt to us" He said.
"Debt? what debt?" I asked confused. As long as I knew we never had any debt. Both my mom and dad had decent well paid jobs.
"Oh my! your parents didn't tell you? they have took so much debt from us many years ago and couldn't pay us back. They ran away from the city and hid in here thinking we couldn't find them, but they didn't knew that we could find debtors even from their grave" the boss said grabbing my dad's hair. "And so here we are to take the money"
"How much money did my parents took debt?" I asked.
"20 million" he said and my eyes once again widened. I looked at my parents who lowered their head in shame. "now we gave lots of years to you two, we want our money back this instant or we will empty our gun in your whole body" he said to my parents.
"No please no!! please give us some more time, we will arrange the money" my dad said.
"no more giving time, you either pay or die" boss said looking intimidating.
"How about we give you something else?" my mom said like as an idea popped up in her mind. I also looked at her confused, we didn't have any valuable things in our home what can we give them. I was staying silent, still trying to wrap everything which was going around there.
"What can you give us? this house? it wouldn't even reach 1 million" the boss scoffed.
"No not the house" she said and then looked at me. I looked at her confused and the next thing she said made me feel utter shock.
"My son" She said without any ounce of hesitation.