Only a Player's Game

3

I walk towards the man, fixing my posture. He smiles warmly and puts his hand on the small of my back leading my to the double doors. "

  When I step out I am immediately blinded by the bright lights. My eyes were shifting every where to get them to focus.

"This is Emma Black" someone grabs my arm pulling forward, getting my eyes out of the lights. "She a senior in college. She has a 4.0 gpa and also is in a very advanced art class. Everyone this is Emma"

   My shaky hands wave stupidly as buzzers go off everywhere.

"500" some male says.

"1000 another says.

Numbers were shot off getting higher and higher.

"10 million" my eyes grow wide and move to who said it. Harry. He looked almost nervous? 

All the voices grew quiet after that. "Is that our final bid?" The room stayed quiet. "Alright, congrats Harry! Oh and welcome to the system!" Welcome?

Harry starts walking up the stage grabbing me harshly. I almost trip to how fast he is walking."Please slow down!" My voice comes out more like a screech than I wanted.

My body is jerked into a very fancy room.

"God, you are so perfect. It would of killed me to let Louis get you" my bum meets with the end of a bed.

His fingers violate me as they run over my face. "Why did you do this?" I whisper.

"I was new they would of kil- kicked me out if I didnt um, get a girl and when I saw you I just needed to get you" his voice was rasped and rushed.

My mind was flooded with images of Ryan left sitting there alone, just waiting for me.

The tears on my face were not surprising. I was actually surprised at how strong I was through this entire journey. So I welcomed the tears. I let them fall freely in front of my owner.

"Do you want your clothes?! Here I will give your clothes to you! Im so sorry" he ran his hand through his hair while frantically searching for my clothes.

I nodded as he handed me his clothes.