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             I pulled my thick hair into a pony tail behind my head. He continued to retell the story, very proud of beating up the two guys that tried to scam him, showing no concern what so ever that they had pointed guns in our faces.
             "You should go get washed up," Jack said, looking at me for the first time that morning. I looked at him a little confused. Surely he wasn't going to send me on a job after what happened last night? I cold barely walk a straight line, let alone have sex, and take the beating that was sure to come with it.
             "Don't just sit there looking at me. I only scheduled you once for today, so go get ready," he said harshly. I stood up slowly, tears stinging my eyes. It was dumb of me to think that he would care. I stepped into the shower, as I barely turned on the hot water, letting the cold pound my skin.
             I watched as the dried blood on my face and hands rinsed off of my body, and slid down the drain. I took a small blue sponge to my tender thighs, then to the rest of my bruised body. I scrubbed roughly, trying to scrub away the disgusting feeling that I had had ever since my first job, but as my skin turned red and raw, I realized it wasn't going to work.
             I stepped onto the cold tile floor, and wrapped my towel  around me, avoiding the mirror. I walked quickly into my bedroom, and got dressed, before collapsing into a ball on the floor. Every single ounce of self esteem I had once had was gone. Beaten out of me just like the blood that poured down the shower drain.
             I got up quickly as I heard Jack yelling for me, sighing as I pulled on my coat and walked out of the room. He handed me the address of the hotel I was going to, and told me a phrase to say so that I could get in.
             "Make me proud," Jack said, as he kissed me on the cheek. I cringed as I wiped away where his lips had touched my skin, and began walking down the stairs, not bothering any more to try and be quiet as I did so.
             The walk to the hotel was one of the hardest ever, as not only did the pain I felt for doing such degrading things with these men overwhelm me, but so did the physical pain that surged my tiny body with every single step. My heels connected loudly with the sidewalk, the noise pounding through my head.
             When I spotted the hotel in the distance, my heartbeat began to quicken, anticipating the pain that was awaiting me in room 203. My hand twitched as I lifted my arms to push open the big double doors. I walked swiftly to the elevator, and pushed the floor 2 button, closing my eyes tightly as the elevator began to glide slowly upwards.
             The carpet was a mix of orange and brown, reminding me of halloween, as I stepped out of the small elevator. My eyes felt heavy as I trudged down the hallway, reading the big gold numbers hanging right below the peep hole of each hotel door. I stopped when I spotted 203, and leaned against the wall, attempting to prepare myself for the job. I considered taking off for a few seconds, but knowing the terrible things Jack would do when I left made me push the thoughts of escape from my mind.
             My feet finally began moving again, carrying me towards the room. I knocked on the door, and waited for the man to ask who it was. My head jerked up as he spoke. I recognized that voice. He opened the door to let me in, and I thought my knees would give out on me as I stared into the big brown eyes of my cousin.

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