Life as it maybe......4

So, here I was in Italy, a total strange land, hadn't traveled oversees before or anywhere,and it happens the first time I did I was a prisoner, with my hands tied and my legs freed these time, I walked into the mansion that looked decade from the outside but new and well organized at the inside, it had lots of lights too much for a house, I mean, is three to four light in a room not enough? I thought to myself while  I was taken through a narrow passage at the left side of the mighty hall that had close to sixteen  funny colored lights, downwards we headed through the stairs towards an underground  hall and my mouth opened, it was a totally different place from the fancy quiet well decorated hall I just saw,one ,this was a club or something, or a gamble house! I had seen something familiar although smaller at still-wall, the noise of sweet jazz occupied the hall, strippers with barely there cloths danced from polls so high with heels so high, smokes and cold filled the air,as I couldn't but surprisingly watch people gamble at each of the many countless tables, at one point I stopped walking to look in amazement a group of people being flogged by two men in guards uniforms, they spoke Italy so I couldn't get what there offense  were. 

 " move brat!"   One of my captors said to me in a harsh tone pushing me forward till we came to a halt at a silver door, after few knocks the door was opened by a lady with barely there cloths, her bra was three inch too small for her breast and her pants covered nothing, she gave me a long eye and smiled seductively at the men behind me, with her hands still on the door knob she gave us very little space to pass into the room, the men had to brush pass her skimpy exposed body and so did i, and I was sure she liked it, that was her intentions anyway. 

He was the boss, no doubt about that! I asked myself how on earth my mum got involved with these people and there live style and for what reason, money? We didn't see no money!!,!Or what else would get a mother into such a place let alone do business with people like this and far far away from home, I watched them talk to their selves in Italian, as they talked they gazed at me, hand gesturing and  would nod in respect when the man with very dark bears talk or suggested something, after a while he got up from his sit, he must have been doing some money calculation As I noticed piles of papers and money laid on the table, after a while he gave an eye gesture to the skimpy glad lady and she excused herself so did two out of the three men that brought me there,  

" I see your eyes moving.... You like to observe right?"    was he talking to me? I mean, I had to tell myself he was taking to me because I was really gazing and staring at each and everything in the room from the crafted monkey that stood on a fancy white cupboard at the left side of the room just close to an art work that was so monstrous it had drawings of fangs and shark tooth as well as ocean waves  on it, as though the painter was confused or going crazy, to the untidy table filled with money,papers and whiskey as well as un-smoked cigarettes and ashes of already smoked ones laying carelessly on the table.

" what's your name?"  He asked, picking a fresh cigarette from the table, I noticed he didn't light it, he just placed it in between his lips loosely as though it would fall off

"Mary!"   I did respond shakily and saw him giggle 

" which of the Mary?"

" what?"   I asked unsure of his question while he had a smug face

" marry Magdalene? Or Mary the mother of our lord Jesus?"  He concluded as they both busted out laughing, I see they were making fun of me,maybe they had little things that made them laugh for they laugh to something so not funny, I didn't respond and then he lit his cigarette 

" so you are the collateral, I hope they get me the money fast else you become my property". He murmured mockingly then exhaled the smoke as the other guy giggled to it.

" how much do my mum owe you?"    I had to ask

" sweetie, you couldn't pay in 20 of your years,"

" yah yha smuch! I didn't say I would, I only asked, or don't you think I deserve to know how much am worth?"  Anger caressed my tone

" 30,000 euro," he replied briefly and my mouth fell apart, 30 what? My mum couldn't have collected that much! What did she use it for? I bet I would know if my mum had such money, I disbelieved him and its showed on my face, he read it there

" you don't believe me?"     He murmured   " she owes more than that, after the death of my dad I decided i slash half of my debtors fees........."     He concluded and sat on his sit this time,hand gesturing the other man to push me into a sit, thankfully my legs was shaking from anxiety as I sat down like and iced chicken, I really don't know what's  going on here,with soar face I watched him smoke in ease.

" sweetie, don't be glum, this is also my first time of having a human deposit, as long as you work and make yourself useful am sure your services would be an exchange for the cash".      He said to me in the coolest of tone as though I should take this like bread and butter, I bit my lips with my sharp tooth edge in frustration as I heard him talk to my captor in Italy for a while then murmured to me

" he will take you to a room upstairs, take your bath, eat, and rest, by evening, we shall discuss our service payment"        I didn't reply,I mean,the words left me, I was still in shock it's obvious I didn't know anything about my mum and this made me hate her more.
 
                                            To be continued......