Sinners Like Me

It was the beginning of summer, June 21st. I was working the streets like always, attracting rich men in my way too tight way too short dress. My make-up was smeared from last night. If you haven't guessed already, I'm a prostitute, a slut, a whore. Whatever you want to call me. I didn't want to become what I am now, but I had no choice. Until a mysterious figure stepped into my life and helped me heal.
But I have sins that cannot be forgiven, not even by God Himself.
My name is Echo Willie Wilson and this is what happened to me.

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5. The Offer

Niall showed me to my room. Scarlett followed and plopped down on the bed. Zayn carried my suitcase up the three steps to the second floor. I thanked them and shooed Scarlett out of my room, telling her that I'd see her at dinner.

It was my turn to plop down on the bed. I didn't realize until now how tired I was. even though it was probably only four in the afternoon. Time flies when you're meeting an old friend. Which brings me to another question. Should I go to work tonight? I mean Harry doesn't know what I do for a living and I plan for it to stay that way.

I thought about this as I opened my suitcase and searched for my bag of bathroom supplies. Then I headed into the bathroom.

It was what you'd expect from  guest bath. A white toilet stood next to a white sink, which had a mirror cabinet, and a bath sat wall to wall, right under a foggy window. Which meant it was very hard to see out of either way.

I stripped out of my comfy clothes and started to heat up the shower. I got out my shampoo and conditioner and all my other shower needs.

Now everybody knows that showers are for thinking and that's exactly what I did. I asked myself if I should go work tonight.

I mean, I had a place to stay for a least until I got another flat. But if that turned out to be awhile, I would need to pay at least part of the bills. And my job would help these causes.

I shook my head and made my decision.

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"Hey guys, I have to go to work. I'll be back in the morning because I have the night shift and I'm gonna be late. Bye!" I called, rushing out the door so that they couldn't ask me any questions. As soon as I was out of the building i ducked into a dark alley to change into my tight red dress. I had left in a tank and shorts.

I hid my bag under some leaves and dirt, so I would be able to change into it once the night was over.

I walked down to where I stand every other night, which was by the old bar. Then I waited.

About ten minutes had passed when my first "client" walked up to me.

"Hey. How are you?" I asked in a low voice, walking up to the guy, who had a hooded jacket on, with the hood pulled over his head.

"Oh nothing. Just stopping a pretty girl from ruining her life." He pulled back his hood.

"Zayn?"

 

 

Sorry for a short chapter! School has been tough and I'll try to update more. Drop a like and a comment if you want more! Bye my lovelies!

xoxoxoxo,

Emily

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