Angela's POV

I'm doing my job tonight. Pleasuring my client that makes him says vulgar and nasty words. Even if I try to be deaf to the obscene voices coming out of his dirty mouth, I still can't escape the fact that he owns me at this time.

My hair almost stood up as he applied roughly his nasty thought. He screamed and cursed at the pleasure he was feeling right now. Because of that, he became even more aggressive towards me which made me sicker.

I could do nothing but to reciprocate what he was doing to me even it's against my will. Someone like me has no room to complain in this kind of world. I choose this for my siblings. I choose this to keep us alive.

After a minute, he stopped and sat on the bed and so did I. He smiles at me devilishly while eyeing me from head to toe. This rich old man's eyes are full of lust and hunger. My body shivered at that sight. I hold the bed sheet tightly because of fear. He started to come over and do his next move that makes me dumbfounded for a second. My body froze on what he wanted me to do to him. The disgusting words that came out on his lips were giving me chill in every strand of my muscle which turned my stomach upside down.

I'm doing this kind of job for over a year, why am I still not getting used to it? Why I still feel disgusted every time? Why I can't be numb in this kind of situation and just do what the client wants? I still feel new. The dark ambience, the feeling of nowhere to run, the feeling of being a slave by the hands of the sinner man who only want is to devour me. This heavy feeling, I'm tired of carrying this burden but I have nothing to do about it. It is the only way I can make food and education for my siblings. I have to sacrifice for them....for their future.

He burst into anger when I didn't follow immediately his command—on what he wanted me to do to him— just because of making him wait.

I swallowed hard and my hands start shaking as I started pleasuring him again down there. My tears start pooling, feeling degraded.

After a second, he grabbed my head roughly with both of his hands and do something inside my mouth that makes my tears rolled on my cheek. I shut my eyes tightly because of the disgusting feeling. He keeps on cursing, saying nasty and perverted words in my ears. He keeps on doing it but unfortunately, it was accidentally rubbed against my teeth.

"Ouch! Godammit! Fuck!"

he gasped and immediately pull away from me. He looked at me in rage and greeted his teeth. I trembled with fear after seeing it. I bow my head immediately and can't even look at him in the eye again because of fear.

"You motherfucker! Why did you bite it?!" he screamed at the top of his lungs and the next time I knew, he slaps my face hard. I was almost deafened for a second by the force. I can feel my cheek heated and thickened at the same time. He annoyingly grabbed my hair and pulled it. I immediately hold his hand to ease the pressure given on my scalp.

"I'm -s-sorry."

I tremblingly apologize. Wishing he will forgive me for what happened lately.

"Fuck you! After you bite it you just only apologizing?!" he scoffed and sarcastically pop-out air inside of his mouth. He immediately stood up and dragged me away from the bed. I could do nothing but hold his wrist to regain my balance while he dragging. He slammed me against the glass wall. It created a tug sound. I winced and writhe in pain but he was still not satisfied, he slapped me again from left to right. He grabbed my right arm tightly and turned me to face the wall. He started doing nasty things to me again but this time, he doing it in a rude and mercilessly way. I shut my eyes in pain. I place my two palms on the glass wall and silently prayed that this night would be over very soon.

"Save me, Clark."

I whispered as a tear dropped in my left eye as I sadly stared outside the window.

What a rainy night.

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"Oh what? Your client was a demon last night, wasn't he? "

my best friend Bel asked. She doesn’t get away from me either. She is also a prostitute. We're living in hell.

"Yeah."

I answered sparingly while brewing coffee. I placed my hand on my right cheek. I got bruises on it because of what happened last night.

"That old man is stupid!"

Bel hissed while shaking her head from left to right as if she was very disappointed in that man.

"Big sister! Big sister!"

Maymay shouted. She's my younger sister. She was running in my direction.

"Here's the pandesal you told me to buy from the bakery."

she cutey said and smiled at me sweetly. Pandesal was bread. I reached for what she was carrying and bent slightly to make eye level with her.

"Good girl."

I smiled and ruffled her hair and squeezed her cheek. The little one pouted her lips because I ruined her hair. It makes me laugh.

"It's okay. C'mon, go ahead, wake up your older brother and prepare for school."

I said and she immediately complied.

Afterwards, I smilingly walk to the kitchen and there, I saw a small table and four chairs made of pieces of wood. My friend was prettily sitting there.

"Wow! Pandesal! Give me some!"

she excitedly shouted like a child as her eyes shone looking at the food I was carrying. I shook my head from left to right. I took a plate and transferred the food to it. After that, I look at her.

"You don't have a penny to buy your breakfast, do you?"

I ask and crossed my arms. She winced and gave me a forced smile and signed her finger a peace. As if I was caught her.

I sat down and sipped my coffee. Bel was still staring at me in her seat while doing puppy eyes. I just sighed and set the cup down on the table. I just nod to her meaning I agreed that he could take bread.

"Yes!"

she shouted in joy and immediately picked up the pandesal.

"Hey, just only take three pieces. "

I reminded. She just nodded and immediately put the bread in her mouth.

"Oh Kokoy, Maymay, come here. Have breakfast so you got some energy."

I spoke to my two siblings.

Kokoy is twelve years old while Maymay is eight years old. They attend a public school. We were completely orphans, my mother was gone while my father went with another woman. I just support them alone. I support our lives in a dirty way.

After eating, they arranged their belongings that they'll use in school.

"Be careful, huh? Study hard."

I shouted from the kitchen.

"Yes, big sister!"

the two answered me back at the same time and left the house. Now I turned my gaze to Bel who is now making the coffee a mouthwash to her mouth. I winced.

"Oh, why are you still here?"

I asked and picked up the plate and mugs to the sink.

"Feels like you don't want me to see me, huh."

she singingly answered and laugh. I threw a plastic glass at her and laugh too.

"Why then?"

I asked again and started cleaning the plates. Usually, after she eats breakfast here, she immediately runs out of the house to do her bad habit. She's a drug user.

"Do you know Marie? She has laundry today and I offer if you can do it for her and give you a penny in exchange. Do you want to take the laundry?"

She replied and put her feet on the top of the table.

"Of course Bel, big help. Thank you."

"C'mon! It's nothing! I know you have a family need to feed."

she said. Her voice was filled with concern.

"Yeah. Where is Marie's house? "

I asked after I finished washing the dishes. I just wiped my hand on the hem of my old dress and faced Bel's position.

"I'll go with you. Hurry and get dressed."

she said. I immediately left Bel in the kitchen and go to the room to change. Now, I was wearing a white t-shirt that I partner with an old long skirt that almost reached my toes. I went out of the room and found Bel scratching her leg and killing the mosquitoes that landed there.

"Let's go."

I invited her while adjusting the t-shirt.

"Wow, friend! Why is your outfit look like that during the day? You look like an old lady or a nun but at night you only wore two pieces of thin cloth ---"

"Stop."

I stopped her on what she was going to say. She stops talking and scratch her head. Of course, I know. Every night my soul and dignity were worn out and taken away from me because of the kind of clothes I wear but that doesn't mean I'm still the same person in the morning. Even in the moment of escape, I want to feel in my own that I am a woman, that I am rightful to be respected but when the night comes, my world was going to change again.

"Come on, let's go to Marie's house."

I just said. She just nods at me and we left the house together.