Allison sat on her bed deeply lost in thought. She thought of the world and how cruel it was. If only she wasn't poor, if only Kylie hadn't fallen sick, she wouldn't had been there. She wouldn't be reduced to this level.

His words kept reverberating in her head, 'I own you.' 

Fuck! Who the hell did he think he was? Did he actually enjoy seeing people in pain? He didn't sleep with her like she had expected, but he humiliated her. 

Allison had always had a high self esteem. She respected herself, and everyone around her respected her as well. She had always worked to fend for herself and...