Its Too Late To Forgive
Chapter 7: 7. I AM JASON MORRIS
Claire returned to her office in the evening. Bella's appointment letter and ID along with the original ID was kept on her table.
She casually took a glance but her eyes were wide opened. She couldn't believe in what she saw. This was an ID card of a girl whose beauty was beyond what words could describe.
Her pure spotless white skin, her rosy cheeks, lusty pink lips, God's own creation of beautiful eyes that can make anyone sink into them , black silky smooth hair flowing as if they were telling a story. In total her beauty was like of an enchantress. Claire being into this business has seen plenty of beautiful girls but this one was unbeatable.
Then she saw that this ID which was not made by any government agency or by any company plus it was made only 4 years back. It seemed as if it was made for some special purpose.
Then she recollected the looks of 'Bella', whom she meet in the morning. A humble girl, who even though was just 22 years old but my the condition of her face skin, which was full of wrinkles, she looked like in her late 30's. She had yellow dull hair. A hideous scar on her right forehead. Broken skin. Papery thin body.
Claire got goosebumps when she recollected her looks.
Just 4 years. What has happened to this girl in these 4 years that she changed so much!!
She doesn't know why but she really wanted to know more and more about Bella. She reminded her of someone close.
"Bella, What are you?"
Another four months passed since Bella started working in the club LAS DEUX.
When night fell, the city would lit up in thousands of neon lights and another era of pleasure will start.
Even though Bella was slow in her work but she worked very efficiently and Claire was very happy with that. Bella was never distracted from her work and always did what everyone told her to do.
She was always quiet and withdrawn, and she did everything that she was asked, even if it was not her work. She never retorted and never talked back, even if they purposely gave her a tough time.
Bella did everything, from sweeping the toilets, to cleaning the dustbins and disposing the garbage. From cleaning up all the vomiting to all the trash made in the private booths.
She cleaned all the private booths and set them up daily before starting of the club. She made sure that each and every corner is well cleaned.
Before going home, she always opened the thick curtains of these booths so that sunshine can come inside and freshen up the rooms.
Bella returned to her utility room and neatly placed her cleaning supplies there.
to move outside the room
the booth was very pleased by her and gave 50
that only two buckets can be kept in it. But
to sleeping in a small cage, that's why Bella could manage to
has left that
then three and half years
to a toilet seat. Yesterday was a nightmare for her. She, never ever in her life was bullied and beaten by anyone. But yesterday,
unable to open her eyes properly. She knew that her face must be badly swollen.
are tied at the back, her legs are tied and her neck, with a help of dog's
she was struggling to get free, she was in horror. One by one the jail convicts came and started using that toilet. Bella could not tolerate this yuckyness
and with this disgusting smell and so much of vomiting, she felt more dizzy and she passed out. She did not even realised that she feel on her own vomitus.
be pleased with this. They took few snaps of her's and sent to a number, named
no more in the toilet but inside a small dark room. Bella was scared but eventually in coming years, she became habituated with
with smell of rottening walls. This prison never had any cell with number 16. This particular room where there was no source of sunlight was actually a dumper room for garbage. But now this room
still tied
towards the cemented wall's corner, approached Bella with strong and heavy steps. Bella's heartbeat almost stopped and she
if something amazing had happened. Bella was
was Sheela, one of the attendants of private booths, who was standing infront of her utility cubicle
sleep in a filthy toilet? and that too in such
toilet, curled up into a small ball with her head buried between her knees. Her hands holding her knees
is been looking for Bella from last 20 minutes and she found
got irritated and scolded Bella, " I have been looking every where for you, and you like a rotten mouse is sleeping here. Come on, move your ass
"NOW".
was no secret that whenever anyone was in a bad mood, they would take
picked her cleaning stuffs and
entered the elevator. But instead of stopping at the 10th floor, elevator was stopped on the 6th floor by
attendant with confusion, and the attendant gave her a look utter contempt and said, "What are you
floor is the Boss's floor and ofcourse when you are called to
and walking with you out
want to spoil my image because of you ugly aunty." Sheela didn't care about Bella's
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