Birthday girl.

"Number 1"

The once lime green halls now had dark red blood stains on it.

AAUUGHH!! "Juara cried out as 1 of the three bullets hit her in her shoulder. She fell to the ground wincing in pain as her body began to cool from the amount of blood she was losing. As her body shivered she began to hold her wound placing her hand on her shoulder attempting to hold the blood in. Juara moved her hand away from the wound and stared at the tremendous amount of blood smeared on her hand which made her cry more. She then tried to push herself off of the leaving blood smeared on the step next to her. A large pair of hands approached Juara and grabbed her hair. It was Jerome.

"I didn't want to do this to you Juara" Jerome snarled " but you made me"

Jerome had dragged Juara by her hair down the hallway, barely giving her a chance to stand up. Juara pushed from the ground then stumbled to her feet as her and Jerome approached the stairs. Jerome walked up the stairs and looked over his shoulder watching as juars trailed behind him.

Jerome opened a door, it was the only one on the floor. Jerome pulled juara around him then released her hair and slammed the door shut. The room was all white and vacant. "Juara" he chuckled, "I thought you knew better than that"

Jerome started to walk down a dark hall. "Follow me " Jerome demanded.
Juara followed him down the hall, as they got closer to their destination a light flickered on at the end of the hallway which spooked juara a little. You could tell from the small glare that the light was coming from a room near by.

Jerome walked into the room and juara followed. Juaras eyes began to widen as she looked around the room noticing weapons mounted on to the wall. She also noticed a wooden table in the middle of the room accompanied by a small wooden chair. On the table were a pair of hand cuffs and a thick scrap of fabric, attached to the table were chains and cuffs. And in the corner of the room behind the table was an door. "w-what are these for" Juara said as she stared to weep a little.

"You if you don't corporate" said Jerome as he placed his hand gun on the table. " now get your ass in here"

Juara slowly walked into the room letting her feet scrape against the ground.

"Take off your clothes"

"Take of my clothes ?!" Juara said in a snappy tone.

"Take of your clothes!" Jerome barked getting a little agitated. Jerome turned the chair facing juara and sat in it, he grabbed his gun from the table and waited for juara to remove her first piece of clothing.

Juara sniffled a little as the pain in her arm began to get worst. Juara slowly removed her shirt making sure that her hand came little to no contact with her shoulder. Juara then dropped her shirt on the ground and unzipped and unbuttoned her pants then watched as her pants dropped to the ground. Juara kicked out of her shoes then stepped out of her clothes.

"Keep going" Jerome demanded

Jerome began to stare at Juaras' body being caught off guard by her slight curves near her waist and her evenly toned skin. Juara reached behind herself, feeling on most of her back to reach the back strap on her bra, with it in hand she popped it. Her bra slid down her arms then off her body and on to the floor. She attempted to cover her breast with her wounded arm which drew her to tears.

" stop all that crying shit!" Jerome barked. " and ain't nobody tell you to stop undressing!" Juara nodded.

Juara started to slowly pull her underwear off, once they were halfway down her thighs they immediately dropped down to her ankles. She stepped out of her underwear and stood in silence as Jerome started to analyze her body.

Jerome got up sitting his gun back down on the table. He grabbed the hand cuffs and the scrap of fabric and headed over to juara.

" p-please don't put those on me I promise I won't run away again" juara plead.

" yea I know but you still gettin' in these bitches" Jerome chuckled " and next time I'm not gon be so nice I'm aiming for the head". Jerome walked behind juara and yanked both of her arms behind her back, she cried out in pain. He quickly placed the handcuffs on her, tightening them until her hands started to turn red. He grabbed the blind fold with both of his hands and wrapped the blind fold tightly around Juaras' head making sure that it covered her eyes.

Jerome grabbed the back of her arms and started to push her forward while walking behind her. He escorted her to the back of the room and opened the door. " there are steps in front of you, they're going up" he said calmly while guiding her up the stairs.

" what are you going to do to me" juara said while walking up the stairs.

"You'll find out later"

Once up the stairs Jerome guided juara into dark room and placed her behind a sign that read " number 1". "Don't move" he demanded in a harsh tone.

Juara along with two other girls were in the room. The lights were dim and in front of them was an one way glass, the girls of course couldn't see out but how ever the men on the other side could see in.