HOPE AND LOVE.

JOYCE MOLLY’S POV

It's been 2 days. 2 days of me not being able to hear her voice and it is really heartbreaking. I've grown so fond of her. Not being able to talk to her and stare at her innocent eyes made me realise that she meant more to me. A sister and a best friend.

The doctors operated on her and said she had a severe asthma attack and unlike last time it drove her into a coma where she would be using a ventilator because she couldn't breathe on her own and an orogastric tube for feeding.

I didn't understand what he said so I had to find Mack so he could help explain it more and he also let me use his phone for research. The usage of cellphones isn't allowed or less you are a gang member which I am not.

I wasn't allowed to visit her for 2 days too so I didn't know if she was doing okay or not.

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I walk into the dining in the slave quarter, It felt like the room turned quiet when I got in. I walked in silently keeping my head high even though I'm so fucking stressed and tired. In here people mistake your calmness for weakness. And when you are weak you are like a ball that is used and tossed around.

If not anything I've to be strong for Amelia.

I went to the food section picked up what I wanted and walked to the back of the room. I felt eyes on me from all over the room. It's a normal thing for me to be glared at. All I want to do is go back to I and Amelia's room and rest. The doctor said I could visit her tomorrow. And I need my energy for us.

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I woke up to the constant noise from the other room. Honestly speaking I am not an early bird it was always Amelia's thing, either her morning noise or her trying to wake me that got me up.

I got up quickly because I didn't want scott coming in here. He isn't really a nice person. He is known for rape and his constant beating. I dislike him so much. If I was giving a gun I'd shoot him so he died. I've seen the way he looks at Amelia and it's really disgusting.

He has always wanted a lap dance or a private section at the club but I always refuse that.

Coming here at a young age taught me a lot. Growing up in an orphanage showed me different things and how people acted. Trust me it isn't an easy thing to be held against your wish in a place you don’t feel safe.

Perhaps that's why I cherish Amelia so much. Knowing every guy here wants to get into her pants it's hard. I prefer doing the bad things for her. She's too young for such a vile world.

When I found out how she got the money she used for her pills I felt really bad.Fuck killing Scot,if I had the opportunity to shoot her excuse of a father I wouldn't blink twice.

Imagine sucking off a bunch of idiots just to get paid...plus the fact that she has fucking asthma!! When she'd have her attack those sadistic fucks wouldn't care. I just had to stop her from doing it.

I open up the door to the room and walked to the club. I have an early morning shift. I would let Barbie do her thing and go see Amelia

You'd think being a stripper is a good job like the cheesy novels you read about strippers..it's really not.

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I left the club after washing myself up and ran to the hospital.

When I got into the public ward I was shocked. There was tubes sticking in and out of everywhere on her face and and wrist.
I sat softly close to her. I ran my fingers through her hair.

" you have to fight this Amelia. It's been 3 days just wake up already." I sobbed quietly. The bruises she acquired from the night before where covering up . I miss her so much.

"Please I miss you so much"

The tears couldn't stop flowing. I don't like the fact she was in the middle of just everyone. I've to work hard to get her to a private ward.