Who did she bump into

“Oi watch it.” The guy growled as she bent over picking up the contents.

“Nah is this some whore then?” Amber looked up quickly realising she bumped into a group of black guys. They looked at her as she held a dildo and vibrator in her hands.

They laughed. “I’m sorry I wasn’t looking.” She apologised before shoving things back into the back. Her face heating up and her heart rate quickening. It had been a stupid idea to come see Ben.

One of the guys snatched the bag as the others continued to laugh while cheering him on. “Please.” Amber pleaded as she reached for it, but the guy held it higher out of her reach.

Another grabbed her.

She tried to twist out of his grasp.

But the guy gripped her harder and pulled her flush against his chest. She froze as her head swam. “Hmm a good smelling hoe.” He mocked.

The tall guy emptied the bag spilling all the contents over once more. Amber struggled again. She wasn't a prostitute and she wasn’t here for anything like that.

The guy holding her gripped her tighter.

Amber whimpered and could feel tears coming.

With vibrator some papers fell out. He picked them up and began looking through it. “Brittany Vixen, this you?” He asked.

Amber shook her head.

But the guy holding her shook wildly,” don’t lie.”

Amber swallowed hard, her mouth going dry.

They we’re all interrupted by the door opening and a tall muscular guy walking out. “What’s doing guys?” He raised his eyebrows as he saw them.

“Yo Andre just found this white hoe.” The one guy guy answered.

Andre looked her over.

Amber tried not to cry, she was scared, she just wanted to leave and never come back.

The muscular man nodded before reaching for the paper. His eyes not leaving Ambers till he began reading. “Miss Brittney is it?”

She shook her head but the guy holding rigged his grip. “Ye- Yes.” She breathed,

“Let her go.” Andre ordered .

The guy holding her reluctantly let go.

Amber tried to make a break for it.

But Andre stopped her, grabbing her wrist.

She struggled but stopped quickly as he tightened his grip. “You not a whore aren’t ya, more like a pornstar.” He smiled.

Amber shook her head, “I’m just trying to help my parents with money.” She said her voice almost broking.

Andre laughed.

Amber looked around. The guys were standing around staring, “Give miss Britney her work supplies.” He ordered.

One of the guys went and got everything and gave it to her.

Amber took it and clutched it to her chest.

Andre turned his attention to her.

Amber felt her insides coil in fear. “Your a pretty thing snowflake.” He reached and ran a finger down her jawline.

Amber felt a shiver run through her body, and it wasn't from being cold.

Once he retracted his hand he let go with his other one.

Amber quickly bolted and didn’t look back.