what happens upstairs?

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Maria's POV

Slowly trotting upstairs trying not to fall and I was signaled to go into the room at the end of the corridor. I had only moved a few steps and next to me was a door a little ajar and as I was walking past I hear chains and handcuffs being used. I walk past like I didn't know anything incase the person who sent me to the room was still watching me. The room at the bottom was closed with people outside. I walked and they just looked at me with a certain look. "I was called here and can you tell me why?" They let out a small chuckle and looked at each they laughed some more. I didn't know what was funny so I turned around on my heels and started to walk away until the door behind me opened up, which forced me to look back around, and a 6ft man walked out with a baggy top and jeans on. The jeans was kind of tight. I didn't know what was wrong with me but he was kind of cute. I had never thought about someone being cute, even the "hottest guy at school" wasn't fit to me. His hair was brown and short, you could see part of a tattoo on his neck and it looked like a vine with where I was standing. He moved his pointer finger and signaled me to go to him. I walked over cautiously as I couldn't see his face but his hair I could perfectly see and the same with the tattoo. I felt my eyes where playing tricks on me and I think I drank too much as I had many samucas and I felt like a ton of bricks came crashing down onto me as I fell and just before I blacked out I felt arms around my waist and a cold metal against my leg.

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