It was insane, the way things happened. My mother seriously hated me, and I let it happen. I didn't want to go with the boys, but again I was happy to get away from that horrid pig of a mother.

"Luna, we need to talk," Mom sat me down one Saturday afternoon, and frankly, I wasn't surprised.

"You know that we're short a few hundred," she continued, her eyes trailing off. I sighed. "what do you want, mum?"

She smiled weakly and ran her hand down her face, her worry lines leaving wrinkles. "I've sold you, darlin'."

"Excuse me?"

"You've no choice but to please these boys."

I was speechless. I wanted to scream and fight with her, but I knew it would result in more scars and a bad memory to carry as a burden. So, stupidly, I did what they told me to do.

Fuck me, I thought as I sat quietly in the car with my hands folded over my lap. I watched in a daze as four beautiful boys hovered over me, making sure I was okay, would I like a tampon, do I need some water.

Except, they might do just that. I was sold for that reason. My mother's a bitch.

And as I drove away with the boys that would change my life forever, my mother sat in the window, smiling triumphantly.

We weren't behind in payments. She just hated me so.

My life sucks.

Yahoo. I've had this book in my drafts for a long time, so when I clicked on it I was like, oh, yeah... So yeah. I updated. Hope you like, my nuggets!