she starts like she’s telling a fairy tale. “A young man came up to me and made a business proposition. One that would have made your father and me very wealthy. You see, he was looking for models. Certain types of models.
He saw you one day while you were outside playing at school. He thought you were the most beautiful little girl in the whole world.”
My stomach drops. I don’t think I’m going to like what she has to say next.
“He wanted to record you with a ten-year-old boy doing sexual things together,” she says calmly as if it was nothing at all. “I thought it would be a good life experience for you, but your father disagreed.
So, I figured I could just keep the money for myself. I took you to the address the gentleman gave me and let him record you and the young boy for a hefty fee. He wanted you two to warm up to each other over a few sessions, so that day, all he asked you two to do was kiss.”
I fight the darkness trying to take over. I want more than anything to be drugged again so I can forget everything she’s saying.
I sort of remember the day she’s talking about. The memory I have is of me going to a boy’s house to play. I remember the kiss and the innocent laughs the boy and I had after.
But that’s it. I don’t remember his name or why we were there. I remember my mom talking to what I had thought was the boy’s parent.
I also don’t remember ever seeing him again.
“Unfortunately,” Julia continues, “Your father found out that very night because the man had called and told him that you had forgotten your coat. Then your father had the audacity to threaten to call the police on me until I reminded him just how much shit he would get into for the illegal stunts he pulled.”
I take a deep breath. “What does any of that have to do with now?” I ask. “Why go through all of this and kidnap me? What are you trying to prove?”
Julia chuckles and stands. She walks over to the man by the door that I just realized was there. He hands her a syringe.
“I don’t need to prove anything, daughter. I told your father about my new plan when I visited him, but he thought he could stop me. He even threatened to turn me in. Not caring about spending the rest of his life in jail. Fortunately, while I had him distracted, my buddy here,” she nods to the man. “Switched out his insulin shots with Potassium Chloride. Just enough to jump-start cardiac arrest after a few injections.”
“What?” I ask, shocked. “You killed my dad?”
“No, honey, he killed himself. I just helped, is all.”
I dart towards her, shocking her with the suddenness, and thrust my open palm upwards against the tip of her nose. The man rushes forward and grabs me, effectively stopping any plans of escape.
Not that I mind. At the moment, I’m having a satisfying time watching my mother bent at the waist and screaming as blood pours from her nose.
“Oops,” I smile. “Sorry, mother. My hand slipped.”
Julia eventually stands up straight and walks towards me with the syringe in her hand.
“My plans for you haven’t changed, daughter,” she says, wiping the blood from her face. “Only now, they don’t need your participation. Just your cunt. I’m going to sell your body until you are nothing more than a shell. Then I’ll leave you somewhere where your little boyfriend will find you.”
I couldn’t deny the fear pulsing through my body even if I wanted to. But I refuse to let her see it.
“Go ahead, mother, fill me with your heroine again. It will only help me forget.”
“Oh, no, darling daughter. Last time I had you drugged to try and break your mind. It would have been a mercy when the time came to rent out your body.
This time, I’ve only been giving you a simple sedative. I want your mind completely intact. If all goes well, I’ll need you to train your replacement eventually.”
I’ll find a way to either escape or kill myself before I let her sell my body.
She takes those final steps and jams the needle into my shoulder. I can feel the effects of the drug within seconds.
“I’ll have you know,” I mumble, fighting to stay awake. “That my boyfriend is anything but little. And when he finds me, because