WARNING: PG13 CONTENT
Madison walked into her hotel room with pure shock and surprise on her face. She couldn't believe what had happened and who could've done such a thing. She stood for what seemed like hours with her body unmoving. She finally forced herself to get over her surprise and took the sight in.
Her hotel room was adorned with gorgeous rose petals and boquets that made her breathless with awe. It was a sight to behold making her want to remember this moment forever. A picture wouldn't do it justice.
She slowly walked over to one of the boquets and pulled out a card that said
"To Madison. All these roses put together could never equal your beauty." -Bremerton Blake
She sighed thinking of how Bremerton had done far more than Dawson had during her trip. Bremerton had driven her to her hotel the night of the charity ball, gave her his coat when she was cold, and never let one moment go by without telling her how beautiful she was.
He's like Prince Charming she thought with a smile on her face. All Dawson had given her on the other hand, was a phone call that kept cutting off.
"Madison? (static...)"
"Hello? Who is this?"
"It's Daw-(static)"
"It's who? Dawson?"
"Yes! Dawson! I can't (static..)"
"Dawson, I can't hear you very well"
"I said I (unclear)"
"What did you say?"
And the conversation continued like that for so many minutes until they both decided to end the conversation.
Madison shook her head. She couldn't be falling for Bremerton this fast.
This is too fast. For all I know, he could just be after my family's money. But that's also a possibility with Dawson. Madison shook her head once again as if to rid herself of such thoughts. She would be heading back to Simlywood in a week.
Dawson rubbed his hands together in the coldness of the night waiting for his customer to arrive. All sales had to be made privately and Dawson was always conscious of the merchandise in his pocket knowing that if he risking a lot. He saw a car approach thinking perhaps it was his customer, but he could never really be sure. Maybe it was even a undercover cop. He waited quietly in the dark shadows for someone to approach him.
To his horror, he soon realized that this was not his customer.
Stella! What is she doing here? No...it can't be! He closed his eyes for a moment and opened them hoping that what he saw was just a trick of the mind. But to his dismay, the girl was indeed his sister. He watched in terror as she accepted a sum of cash from the man who had driven her. She pocketed the cash and smoothed out her wrinkled skirt glad that things were over for the moment. Dawson tried desperately to believe that she had not just done what he thought she did.
Maybe he just gave her a ride home. Wait a minute, in those clothes?? Why did he give her money?? Dawson's heart twisted in agony as he came out of the shadows and confronted her.
"What the hell is this?"
Stella turned around in shock and horror. "Dawson...what are you doing here?"
"Nevermind what I'm doing here, the question is what are YOU doing here? I just saw you Stella. You got out of that car with that man."
He waited for her to explain, say anything that would help him give her the benefit of the doubt, but she stood motionless and quiet.
"Dawson, please. I did it for our family." Stella was now in tears knowing that she was more than in trouble.
"You think you did it for our family?" Dawson spat out disgusted with what his sister had done. "You have now just ruined it. How could you?"
Stella only put her face in her hands unable to stop from shaking.
"Stella, I'm far beyond disappointed. I thought you knew better than this."
It pained him to see his sister cry, but he refused to feel pity. He grabbed her arm and led her home straight to his mother.
"What were you thinking?? That you could just keep selling yourself and everything would be okay?" Dawson fumed not yet finished with what he wanted to say.
"I did this for our family. To give us money." Stella said tears still streaming endlessly. "The money in the envelopes, those were from me."
It was a moment of quiet shock before Dana spoke up. "I think I'm going to die from a broken heart. How long have you been doing this Stella? How long have you been a prostitute?"
Stella's eyes now red and puffy conveyed a look of deep sorrow. "For almost a month."
A gasp escaped from Dana's mouth. "Oh dear. Stella, I'd rather be starving everyday and know that my children are safe than be rich and have my daughter a slut."
Stella looked up in shock her breath stopping for a moment. Did she just hear right?
Dana felt like all her blood had just been drained from her body. Did she just say what she thought she did?
Even Dawson who seemed to be the most furious was horrified at what came out of Dana's mouth.
Moments passed before anyone did anything.
Stella finally spoke up. "I can't...I just can't be part of this family anymore. It shames me too much. Ma I want your forgiveness more than anything, but I see that's impossible."
She sniffed and said, "Goodbye." And with that, she dashed out the door leaving Dawson and Dana with their mouths open wondering and worrying what would be of her.
