Chapter 5, Zara Quin

...Zara Quin...

what a weirdo !

what kind of introduction and explanation was that !?

I was trembling as I recalled my bad past, only for this guy to give me a half assed reply like that ?

I sigh and pinch the bridge of my nose as the dude continues to stare at me like I gave him some really unpredictable reaction.

There was a rape attempt on me.

My mom got really mad one day while shopping with me because she ran out of money and somehow that was my fault. I was 12, and the only reason I was with her was to carry her bags.

She got mad at me and took her bags and left by the dark alley , made some calls stared at her phone screen for a bit , smiled , then left .

When I tried to follow her all she said was "just stay here baby."

She said this so sweetly i just nodded and stood there obediently. It wasn't everyday she did that.

Not too long after a van filled with men appeared and even my tiny foolish and gullible self could tell something is not right. I had believed mom would come back for me , but she didn't.

I never realized what was happening. I thought mom would come back to me and these bad men were trying to take me away from her. Furthermore, I hid as well as I could, and given how tiny and malnourished I was, it was easy to squeeze into weird places where nobody would look.

I have always had keen hearing. I can hear a lot more than a normal human could ever, so I could tell where the men were looking and occasionally changed my hiding spot accordingly.

I kept hoping mom would come back for me, notice I'm gone and look for me as I hid inside a trash can, but she never did.

As naive as I was, I believed that she must have gone to police, but after waiting for a long time which was almost 2 days, I figured she won't be coming back for me anymore.

I barely ate anything even while I was living with her. So not having anything to eat or drink in that trash can for almost 2 days, I didn't even feel hungry. My body had already adapted to it.

I returned to the house, to find her having sex on the couch with one of her weird hook-ups again, and i sImply went back to my room and locked myself in. She didn't realize I was back until a few days later.

She was and is barely ever sober, so it's pretty understandable why she didn't notice me.

Now that I look back , it wouldn't take a genius to guess that she had actually sold me off to those men , too bad for them they never found me after purchasing me from my MOTHER.

I raise my head a little to look the guy in front of me, Allan eyes to eye.

He's Beautiful.

Emerald green eyes. Golden brown curly hair with pale snow like skin, so flawless. And so tall. So very tall with a lean muscular build.

He's too beautiful to be real. And his voice... Accent... the way he talks ... Everything is just too good to be true...

A hand reaches out to me.

A soothing voice speaks to me.

I don't seem to understand anything. I can hear the voice, but the words are blurred. I can see the hand reaching out to me,, but I don't dodge Its touch lIke I normally would.

Even his hands are pretty...

they are absolutely beautiful... Till they shake me back to reality.

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