Chapter 11

　　Maine took off her clothes in the bathroom. She was so wet, greasy that she was really uncomfortable. After the shower, she glanced at the dirty clothes she had changed on the sink, and was hesitant to wear it. 　　A short T-shirt must be put on, but how could she wear this dirty underwear? 　　With a bitter face, she was confused for a long while. 　　But something worse came, she felt a slight pain in her lower abdomen... 　　Oops! Here comes her 'monthly visitor'! 　　Is there anything more embarrassing than this in the world? You were in a dangerous man's house, but you took a shower and didn't have any clothes to change. What's more, you have a period... 　　Maine used toilet paper to clean it, and she couldn't think well. After looking for a long time in the bathroom, she could not find a sanitary napkin. 　　Her uncle is a 32-year-old normal man, hasn't he taken a woman home at night? 　　She felt cramps in her lower abdomen and her small face was pale. She covered her cold abdomen and turned over in the bathroom. 　　To make matters worse, the man stood outside and knocked on the door, "Open the door." 　　Maine held the dirty T-shirt to her chest, her feet almost unsteady, and her anxious voice trembled, "Uncle...you wait!" 　　Maine hurriedly put on the dirty clothes, then carefully opened a small slit on the locked bathroom door, and poked her head. 　　With sarcasm on the man's face, he handed her the white shirt in his hand, "Clothes." 　　Maine said "Oh", stretched out her little hand and caught it hesitantly. 　　The man turned and walked away, Maine said with difficulty, "Uncle, do you have 'it' here?" 　　The man did not understand what the little girl meant by "it", frowned, so Maine suddenly covered her small mouth and said, "It's okay, it's okay!" 　　Shut the door with a slam. 　　Grasping the shirt in his hand, she leaned against the door unsteadily breathing. 　　She really doesn't want to live anymore, and asks for sanitary napkins from her second uncle. Why not tell him clearly that she is not pregnant? 　　The little girl beat her forehead, she was so stupid! She was almost exposed! 　　But her eyes looked down and the blood all over the ground... 　　When Maine came out of the bathroom, she was shrinking, holding a mop in her hand, trying to avoid the man's sight lightly. She was sneaking out with her little white feet and cat on her waist, and was called by the man. 　　"What are you doing?" 　　Maine gritted her teeth. 　　She maintained a rigid movement, biting her head and saying without turning her head, "I mopped the floor...the floor was slippery..." 　　The mop is white, and now there are red blood stains on it. 　　Jimmy frowned, and then he said, "Did you lose the child inside?" 　　"..." 　　Maine closed her eyes tightly, never wanting to see his probing eyes anymore. 　　But something worse is coming. 　　Jimmy's calm eyes looked at her exposed thighs, and his voice was cold, "You are bleeding." 　　Maine hurriedly tightened her thighs. There were still water stains on her feet, and the soles of her feet slipped. 　　"What--" 　　But the next second, she fell into the man's sturdy arm. 　　And the man's palm is holding her shirt under the cover of her shirt. 　　Maine closed her eyes and fell over.