Gotta get that last one out of my system

Day 4:

I've never-ever been completely naked with a guy I just met three days ago before, and it was totally weird. When I awoke and seated myself up properly, there was another small food platter next to me and a small Victoria's Secret bag next to it. Of course, Christian was already gone. I sat up and sobbed to myself once more. It was beginning to become more of a habit than an emotion. I felt so dirty, like a terrible person. I grabbed the small, lacey pink bag and on top of it sat a piece of paper, like a receipt, covered in beautiful caligraphy-like writing on it.

"Hilary,
I thought you'd like some new undergarments. Later, you can do a little show and tell for me.
Christian"

I rolled my eyes, what a complete and total pervert. As if giving him all of me (and I mean all) last night wasn't enough. I turned my attention to the platter. On today's menu was 2 waffles, a small glass bolw of strawberries, and a glass of orange juice. Sfter I was done eating, I slid on my new "articles of clothing." I reached for the tshirt that lay folded on the foot of the bed. Another note.

"Hil,
Feel free to take a shower.
Christian"

I looked over to find a huge bathroom off the edge of his room. I took off my clothes, or whatever you'd call them, and took a nice, long, relaxing hot shower. Then I placed my bra and panties back on and threw the shirt over my back. I went back to Christian's room, only to find someone else I didn't know waiting for me."Christian's girl, eh Hilary?" he asked in a slightly annoyed tone. I nodded despite my obvious cringe when he said "Christian's girl" He nodded in salutations and said, "You're going back with the other girls." As he stepped toward me, two more guys came out and Tyler introduced the, "This is William, and Mason. We're going to make sure you go in without a fuss, understand?" I nodded once more as I was escorted down the hallway and back into my room with Harlie and Evelyn. I heard to door dead bolt once more. Harlie looked at me with a concerned face, "Everything okay?" she asked. I heard the bedspring squeak as Evelyn stood up, her grungy pillowcase-of-a-shirt getting caught on the sharp, exposed point of a spring that had been worn through the thick, canvas-like cloth cover. The door opened a sliver and Mason slipped in, took Evelyn's hand, and they both slipped out again silently. Deadbolt. I'd gotten so sick of that noise it wasn't even funny. 'She must have known it was coming' I thought to myself. "HILARY?!?!" Harlie startled me, and I shivered as I turned to face her again, "Hmm?" She sighed in frustration, "Are you okay? What happened?" I felt a tear well up itno the corner of my eye,"Yeah, I'm fine. I slept in Christian's room." She smirked humorlously, "Oooh. D'you have fun?" I scowled at her, "Not a bit, but the bed was warm." Harlie pushed me playfully, "I bet that wasn't the only warm thing." I let out a laugh and the door creaked open again. Dimitri pushed in the cart, which let out and eerie squeak every rotation of the tires. I picked at my food, and Dimitri sat behind Harlie on the bed, his arms around her waist and his head leaning on her shoulder, watching us eat. I came up with the conclusion that Harlie didn't hate being loved in this god-foresaken place. She even blushed a little each time he exhaled on her neck. About an hour later, Evelyn stepped back into the room, followed by Mason who took the plate from each of our laps, put them on the cart, and pulled it out the door, leaving it open just a crack. Wild escape plans went crazy in my head, but as soon as I went to stand up to put them into action, Dimitri stood up, luring Harlie out the door behind him. Yet again, deadbolt. I started to sob into my arm silently. I crawled over to the bed, pulled myself onto it, and and layed down on my side, hugging the only flat pillow to my chest, biting my lip. Meek as a mouse, Evelyn tiptoed over to the bed, laid on her side at the bottom, and rolled into a ball on my feet. It felt very peculier, but even more comforting. I wondered where she was from, and why she was so strange. But I didn't get to far. Apparently my last night's sleep wasn't as sound as it wascomforitable. My eyes grew heavy. Heavy. Heavier. And everything went black.