Tangled Hearts Scene 1 Part 2

Chapter 256-1

Tangled Hearts Scene 1

Part 2

 

Loren took her seat right next to her younger brother Terry and her little brother Jessie as she stared angrily at Mr. Tate who simply ignored her watching him leaf through today’s script and underling things in one quick motion. Then looked up and smiled sweetly, at her. “You should know up front that you will be lucky enough if you find your parents, with all the cold hard cash I have given them.

“In fact, you will be lucky if you will ever see them alive in one piece or found dead in some gutter with their throats cut. I did you a favor by taking you from them. I gave you a second chance, a chance you would never have with them or two brothers. I don’t know how Mr. Carrion found you and certainly do not care. I don’t even care what you have gone through. You were nothing more than gutter trash that I have taken off the street so I can make a quick buck.

“You may think that Mr. Carrion has saved you, but in truth, he purchased you the same as I did and plans to use you and your brothers to make us both rich. Hate me all you want, but remember that I wasn’t the one that accepted the money for in exchange for a few hundred dollar bills in a suitcase. It was your parents that signed the contract and took the money selling you to me to uses as I saw fit.

“Nobody forced them to do it, nobody made them do anything. So go ahead and hate me, but remember that Mr. Carrion will sell you just so he can make a quick buck. He may say he is your new Dad and his wife your new mother, but in truth, you will always be nothing but gutter trash and nothing will ever change that.”

Loren simply smiled, as she looked at us, and asked Terry if this was true. Terry said. “No, everything that Mr. Tate says is a lie. Mr. and Mrs. Carrion and their family are the real deal. I have nothing but respect for them and his family Loren. Trust me; everything Mr. Tate says is a lie. He told me and Jessie the same thing that we would never find you. Yet here you are because Mr. Carrion and Mr. Stringum and his friends found you and brought you back to us, but Mr. Tate is right. Nobody made Mom and Dad take the money or sign us over to him. You know as well as I do Mom and Dad stopped being Mom and Dad a long time ago.

“That the only thing that mattered to them was the money and what they could do with it. We were nothing more than a second thought. We could be lying in gutter right now if it wasn’t for Mr. Carrion and our parents wouldn’t cried over our dead bodies, instead, Dad would have spent the day at the track and Mom would spend the day with another needle in her arm and bottle of Jack toasting to their good fortune.

“Mr. Tate is right. Mr. Carrion purchased us from him, but not for a quick buck. But to take us off the streets and giving us a home with a family that will do anything for us. He doesn’t care about the money; he only cares about our welfare. Yet he too has struck deal with Mr. Tate that came with the deal of our contract to him. We have to honor that contract until Mr. Carrion can buy him out and send him packing.

“The Carrions are the real deal, they have adopted you and Jessie and me into their family. It's little strange calling them Mom and Dad, but it seems only fair considering our Mom and Dad have stopped being our parents long ago, leaving us to care for ourselves.

“The feelings I get when we call them that are out of thanks and love, for that’s all they have shown me and Jessie the moment we came into their lives. Mr. Tate is a cruel vindictive man. A snake that only cares about one thing and that is how much money he is making from us as we do tricks that are nothing but degrading.

“The sex means nothing, its all fake, from the moment the clapboard says go and the queue cards pop up giving our lines. Just so those Mary’s and Johns can masturbate to our naked bodies. Unlike us, Mr. Tate will be the one laying in a gutter with his throat cut. He will sell himself into a grave as we kick dirt into face and piss on him.

“What Mr. and Mrs. Carrion is offering is a family, something we have always wanted with real parents that love us more than a bottle of Jack or waiting for Dads ponies to cross the finish line. If Mr. Carrion finds them, fine, I still won’t call them my parents, but if not I think I can live with that. Knowing we have family that will stick by us no matter what, even though their lifestyle is a little strange compared to most.”

Loren laughed. “Yea that was a real shocker to be sure when I was told that you and Jessie are now practicing nudism now. The brother that was so afraid of being caught in a pair of shorts or without his shirt on. Even though I told you it wasn’t as bad you think it is, seeing little dark hairs on your back and shoulders, and harrier legs like an ape in a zoo.

Yet I told you I was willing to shave you like a sheep if it made you feel any better just so you could be like the other boys, but each time you refused me to do it. Telling me girls shave their legs not guys. Brother, I have been with men a lot hairier than you.

“They only cared about one thing and it was I how made them feel. I even shaved them personally as a favor, just to get my tips up; knowing that if I didn’t please my boss that sick pig was, he would beat each and every one of us if we came up short at the end of the week. 

“So it was a real shocker to find out that you and Jessie are nudist. Jessie, on the other hand, wasn’t a real shocker considering it was hard enough to get him to wear clothes on the hottest day. Then again he only 9 and hasn’t yet reached puberty so him being a nudist wasn’t a real shocker compared to you.

“I take it that this film we are doing is going to involve you taking off your clothes in front of a camera and live audience of some kind. I am kind of curious to see if my older brother will not freak out when he takes off his clothes in front of me.”

Mom said in his defense. “Terry looks very nice without his clothes on, we just need to fatten him and his brother Jessie up a little, and cook them to a nice golden brown, but other than that Terry looks picture perfect.” Terry blushed and she patted him on his knee said. “I had the honor of being the first to shave him like a sheep, from head to toe, plus he tastes really good in chocolate and covered in whip-cream with a slight drizzle of honey.”

Mom licked her lips and Terry blushed causing his sister to laugh as she kissed him and Jessie on the cheek then hugged them to her, said. “I can only imagine that considering, I have never dipped them or anyone in chocolate before nor did I ever want too. Maybe if I had I would have made more money then the rest of the girls to buy our way out.”

Mr. Tate roared with laughter at the mention of her buying her way out of her contract, that he sold her for; he snickered. “I somehow doubt that would have ever happened considering that the client I sold you too would have never allowed it.”

She snickered back at him and said. “You mean the client that ended up dead with Hungarian necktie with his balls cut off and his little pencil penis that simply couldn’t get up any more. We girls had made sure that snake never saw one penny of that money he was offered for us, as we were told by Mr. Carrion’s friends Tony and his wife Jenny as they held him down as we ripped him to pieces; that his days of us turning tricks for him were over. The same thing is going to happen to you Mr. Tate and I am looking forward to slicing off your balls personally.

“Not only am going to do that. I am going shave you like a sheep using a very dull knife, as I peel your skin off slowly and fry it up like a little piece of bacon for what you have done to me and my two brothers. Terry’s right we don’t care what you did with our parents, they had stopped being our parents long ago. More so if they were willing to sell us for quick fix and bottle of Jack and use the money to play the ponies. You are right Mr. Tate, even though you’re a snake and a very cruel man. No one forced our parents to take the money and sell us to you.

“Yet doesn’t give you the right to dictate how we should be grateful for something when all you did was take us from one bad situation and put us in another all for a quick buck to fill your pockets. So sit there and shut your pie hole, or I will personally stuff my training bra inside of it.

“Mr. Carrion is the one who saved me from a life of turning tricks to every sick John that had money to spend. While your so-called friend took that money and used it to buy himself drugs, alcohol and a nice pimped up ride.

“We were only given 20 cents on the dollar to live on leaving us barely enough money to pay for food for the day, and clothing on our backs and a small tiny one-room apartment we shared between the 10 of us.

“We starved most days and were beaten for the days we didn’t come up with the money he wanted from us. He took us and used us and then threw us away like garbage. Several of us died of starvation sickness, or some vernal disease because we didn’t have the money for doctors and drugs.

“We had nothing to prevent us from getting sick; you claimed are womanhood by making sure we could never get pregnant so we could perform on call every time some John was having a party. Many of us were hooked on drugs and alcohol. I was living on the edge of being stoned just to get through my day with whoever I was told to have sex with and make them happy as long as they paid for it.

“If not I was told to drug them to the point they woke up in the street with nothing other then their underwear and an empty wallet. Which again our boss took from sharing nothing for the work we had done; as he beat us right there on the streets some times killing one of us as there dead among the garbage. If went to the cops he would beat us, we rated him out we would find our throats cut. If we didn’t show up for work for any reason we were beaten for it and charged double for our rent that week.

“Everything you promised us and our parents was a lie. There was no education, or medical benefits program or people that would see to our needs so our parents wouldn’t have to as they earn back the money you have given them.

“There was no help for our parents either, all there was a building where they went inside then went out the back door where it had said rehab clinic in the front. While our parents disappeared with the cash in their hand as they watched us being taken away in your personal limo. Then thrown in some dark deep pit waiting to be sold on an auction block with the other girls you have purchased that day or a month or so ago, as some cheap doctor operated on us to prevent us from having children.

“Some of us consider us lucky if we died on the table because of blood loss, or from the pain without any knock out drugs as he worked on us; strapped down to a beat-up kitchen table naked in the most unsanitary condition as we wait our turn in a holding cell as we watched each other being cut open in front of us.

“Then handed him large metal suitcase for his services, and any girl he would like to have sex with, or to take with him to experiment on. I knew the moment I saw my bothers being dragged away for me I would most like never see them again. 

“I prayed to God every day that you Mr. Tate would be found lying in some gutter ripped apart like all the girls we watched being dissected like some twisted experiment. I swore an oath to God that if ever saw you again and he reunited me with my brothers I will make you pay for it, with your life.  I intend to keep that promise, so if you better take a good look because death is staring back at you.”

Loren hugged her bothers too her and never took her eyes off him, it surprised me when he flinched, finding a knife between his legs. With hair breaths of losing his manhood

I turned watching her pull another from her coat as Dad quickly stopped her before she could throw it, said. “Don’t Loren, I promise you, you will regret it.” But she was quick as she threw a third knife as it just shaved his cheek as it bleeds seeing the knife sticking up towards the ceiling just above his head.

He wiped his cheek with his hand seeing the blood, He smiled at her, said. “I believe you missed young lady.”

She smiled sweetly. “Did I, if I wanted you dead you would be?” Wiping the smile off his face as we pulled into the airport as we rode the rest of the way in silence. Dad gave him a warning that said I will let her kill you if you even come near her. Mr. Tate got the message as he dabbed his bleeding cheek with his handkerchief. Terry and Jessie looked at her as if they had never seen her before. I overheard Terry ask her. “Where did you learn to throw like that?”

She shrugged her shoulders. “I have learned many things since we left home my dear brother. Like you, I am sure you have.”