"You're not going anywhere, so you're going to either start behaving or I will kill your fat ass myself! Understand?!?"

I was now in a bathroom where there were 2 women wearing sexy maid outfits.

"Take off clothes." Looking at the red haired woman I told her no and to please let me out. Coming closer to me she held me down while the black haired woman removed my clothing tossing them into a bag. I wiggled and tried to get free of her grip but failed.

I eventually stopped trying and just stood there ready to get away from these two disrespectful inconsiderate women. Imagine just being kidnapped!! And you end up in new surroundings with a bunch of strangers that DONT even speak English! I mean yes they speak English but their mother tongue is definitely Italian, or Russian or something like that.

They gave me a bath and "attempted" to put it a dress on me but to no appeals it didn't fit.

   Entering her thoughts (THE PAST)
I am a plus size girl I wear at 4x and they tried to put it in what seems to be a 1x-2x. With being homeless it had it pros and cons.

PROS: Self awareness, Self reflection, Patience!! Being able to live in my car, Working up the Nerves to actually get a job:

CONS: Not a lot of places to shower, Getting weird looks from strangers like I'm an alien of something, Not having a lot of clothes options.

I can't say I was lazy when I was living in my car. I had a job at a movie theater and had a friend, I woke my butt up early every morning got washed up in the theater bathroom and was ready for work before the doors opened.

How I had gotten to becoming homeless isn't that complicated to be honest. Not was it hard to understand, I was on my journey to becoming a doctor when all the depts started to fall back on me. It was too much to handle and I definitely didn't have the money to pay back. My parents helped me out throughout college but they stopped helping after a while because of their own selfish acts.

I don't want to blame them 100% because yes I could have gotten a no to help them help me out but between all my studies it was too much to handle. I thought being homeless wouldn't hurt so bad, I still had a vehicle that was paid off for thanks to my parents so at least I had a roof over my head. So I put my shit together gained enough courage to get a job so I could save up, buy a place of my own and start paying off the depts and become the doctor I should have became 9 months ago.

            End of her thoughts

"Что, черт возьми, так долго ?!"
"What the fuck is taking so long?!"
Hearing a loud thud on the door I jumped out of my thoughts and backed away from the two women as one of them opened the door to the man that dragged me in here earlier.

"S-извините, сэр, одежда ей не подходит"
"S-Sorry sir, the clothes, do not fit her"

He raked his hands through his black silky hair and pulled at it frustrated. "You, get up and follow me." He spoke and I shook my head still staying against the wall covering my naked body.

"У меня нет времени на это дерьмо!"
"I don't have time for this shit!"

He stomped over to me and picked me up throwing my naked big bare ass over his broad, wide, strong shoulders. I wiggled and kicked which lead him to smack my ass, the echoed throughout the big long halls as he turned and kicked opened a bed room door. He threw me on the floor and I cursed at him as I hit the floor hard.

Bent over I begin to cry because I felt a stinging coming from my wrist. When I landed I put my arm out first to help not make the compact as rough but still ended up injuring myself.

"Shut the fuck up!" He yelled as he ramage through I assumed to be his closet. He came out and threw a long black button down shirt at me.

I wiped my tears away and sobbed as I looked down at the shirt that was covered in his cologne. "DON'T JUST LOOK AT IT LIKE AND IDIOT! PUT IT ON, I AM SICK OF LOOKING AT YOUR BODY."

I turned around and let the tears fall down as I slowly put the shit on so I wouldn't hurt my wrist more than it already was.

His shirt surprisingly fit me like a glove. It was a little tight in certain areas but felt soft and cozy.

"Get out and go downstairs"

I stood up and walked out of his room holding my hand as I made my way downstairs.

My mind was running wild, I didn't know if I should try to make a run for it aging..or just wait it out. These people have no hearts, they killed an innocent man in a freaking alley.

I stood against a brown wooden table that was pushed against the wall. Leaning back I held my hand clore to my chest whimpering in pain.

"Can you believe we almost caught him bro"

I look towards the door and in cane a y'all brunette haired guy. He was muscular but not as built as the guy that dropped me on the floor.

They stopped dead in their tracks when they saw me standing there.

I backed up until I hit the wall and kept my head down avoiding eye contact with both of the men.

I heard them whispering to one another in their mother tongue and was wondering what was being said.

"What's your fat ass doing down here?"

"E-erm the guy upstairs told me to come down here" I replied to both of them still avoiding contact.

"Stay, if you try to run just know you will be shot." And with that being said they took up upstairs to probably go have a chat with they're friend.

Sighing I walk around the big living room and decided I o explore it since I can't go anywhere else. I saw a huge built in fire place, flat screen tv like upstairs in the room I woke up in it and the walls color was black with dashes of white.

The living was beautiful even bigger than my parents house.

Walking to the kitchen I sat at the counter placing my head down on the cold surface looking to the side staring out at the woods.

"What can i get you madam?" Startled, I looked up and a man in his 60's stood before me. He was bald with a butler outfit on and a cloth over one of his arms. I smiled and said "I would like a cup of water please." Nodding he fixed me a cup and placed it down in front of me.

Taking the cup into my shaky hands I thanked him and begin drinking the cold beverage. I haven't had anything to drink since this whole "adventure" started. My throat has been dry since I got here, but I didn't want to ask for anything. They probably would have drugged me and took me some place else.

"Что ты думаешь ты делаешь?"
"What do you think you're doing"

"She was thirsty sir, so I fixed her some water."

"Вы получили разрешение дать ей что-нибудь?"
"Did you get permission to give her anything"

"No sir, I apologize." He put it head down and walked away from the kitchen mumbling something underneath his breath.

Tall man who dropped me I'm going to call him giant came over to the counter and grabbed the cup from my hands throwing it against the wall.

I jumped to my feet and move far away as possible from him.

"Where do you think you're going t-rex?"!he mocked me and I narrowed my eyes at him not replying back.

I ran around the table away and into the living room bumping right into a hard surface. Looking up I am met with dark brown eyes that belong to the guy with the brunette hair I saw earlier.

He gave me a toothy smile and stepped aside. I felt comfortable around his presence. Yes I just met him but you know those people you met meet but you're instantly comfortable and feel safe around? Well that's how I felt at the time being. I felt like he could protect me from the big mean giant who was ready to kill again.

I ran behind the y'all guy and clutched his waist burying my head in mid of his back. Which was also very muscular must I say.

The giant came out the kitchen looking around and spotted me hiding behind one of his friends or men or whatever they were to him.

He spoke to him in their language and the guy moved to the side exposing me big as day to the asshole.

"I looked back at him with pleading eyes and he gave me a sad apologetic look. Giant took me by my injured arm and I yelled out in pain trying to retrieve my arm back but he held on tighter dragging me to a room downstairs and shoving me inside.

I pounded on the door and kicked but it still didn't open. I turned the knob and of course it was locked. I held onto my arms and kicked the door one last time before sliding onto the cold slightly damp floor staring into the dark pit of the room.