It All Started With A Tampon

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I watch Dean and Wesley, until they disappear into the difference. I slowly turn around, and look at Charlie who is silently sobbing. I hug her quickly, then do up my seatbelt, they are going fast.

"Do you wanna slow down?" I quiver.

"Just making sure we don't get followed." Josh growls. "Thanks to your little stunt."

"You'll pay for that." Caleb adds. "But this is great. They have no idea where you are. We have you all to ourselves."

"You can't possibly get away with this." I say defiantly.

"We just did." Josh jeers.

"You can't keep us forever!" Charlie protests.

"Wanna bet?" Caleb growls. "Now shut up, I'm sick of your voices." We shut up quickly, not wanting to anger them. We drive for a long time, and I can see the town sign. We're not in town anymore? Oh god. Charlie pokes me slightly with her foot, and I look over. She points to the bulge in her pocket, and I widen my eyes. She has her phone. There is no way we could get it out without them seeing, but I want to use it as soon as we can. I nod at her, letting her know that I get it. I focus my attention on the roads, maybe I can recognise where we're going. At least memorise something, to tell the others to come get us. Finally, Josh pulls to a stop. I look out the window, and see a warehouse.

"If..." I start confused. "If this is the real warehouse, why does the other one have...people in it?"Josh and Caleb laugh.

"You mean the entertainment?" Josh asks. "We were holding them there, until we've set up here. They'll be here in a couple of days." I nod slowly, and start to fear the worst.

"What's going to happen to-"

"Don't worry about your little boy toy." Liam spits. "We're not doing anything to them. They'll get in there, have a look around, and leave. By the time they go back, it will be empty. Now get out." He and Caleb gets out the car, and we slowly follow. I can't see any other building anywhere, it's in the middle of a field, with just the road. Perfect for an illegal business.

"Hurry up." Josh growls, grabbing Charlie's arm. Caleb takes mine, and we head to the door. It's still really dark, it's only midnight. I have trouble keeping up, and I trip over. Caleb sighs, and picks me up, flinging me over his shoulder.

"Put me down!" I scream, hitting his back.

"No thanks." He smirks, slapping my ass. "I really like the view." I growl, and struggle, but he doesn't let go, so I give up. We enter the warehouse, but it's dark, and I can't see anything properly, just a bar, and a couple of tables and chairs. Josh pushes Charlie towards the stairs, and decides she's taking too long to, so he sweeps her up as well, over his shoulder.

"People are sleeping, so be quiet." Josh says, walking up the stairs. Caleb follows him, and we end up in a dimly lit hallway. Caleb and Josh dump us onto to floor, and we quickly stand together. Charlie grabs my hand, and I try to hide my surprise when I feel her phone.

"Ok." Josh says. "Successful night, don't you think?" We glare at him, and he grins.

"You're with me Gem." Caleb says, opening a door to a bedroom.

"I'll take Charlie." Josh smirks, pointing to the door across from Caleb's. "Get in." Charlie doesn't move, and moves closer to me. "Charlie." He growls. "It's midnight and I'm not in the mood. You're not even my type. You're sleeping on the floor." Charlie hesitantly lets go of my hand, and I fist the phone behind my back and she gives me a slight nod. I quickly slide the phone into my back pocket while Charlie slowly walks towards Josh. Josh grabs her arm, and pushes her into the bedroom. "Goodnight." He grins, and slams the door shut, leaving me alone with Caleb.

"Come on babe." He smirks, pushing me into his room. "Bedtime." I look around the room, and it's average sized, with a large bed. Caleb rips off his shirt, and I look away, as he takes off his pants, leaving him in his boxers. He chuckles, and steps closer to me. "Look at me." He says. I don't, and he laughs harder. He rips me by the chin, so I'm facing him.

"You have no idea what's in store for you sweet cheeks." He grins. "You really fu**ed up." He takes a step back, and pulls the covers back on the bed. "Tired?" He asks.

"Not really." I mutter. He frowns.

"Of course you are." He jeers, walking closer. "And you know what? I don't like those clothes on you." He opens a drawer, and takes out one of his T-shirts.

"I'm not wearing that." I spit, disgusted. When we lived together, all his one night stands would turn up in the kitchen with that shirt. He chucks it at me and laughs.

"Change." He says, his tone turning stern. I glare at him.

"NO!" I say firmly. Out of nowhere, he grabs me by the waist, and throws me on the bed. He gets on top of me, ignoring my struggles, and growls in my face.

"You are going to learn pretty quickly around here to do as you're told." He says, and he rips my shirt open from the front. I yelp, and try to cover myself up, but he keeps my hands by my side. He pulls my pants down, throwing them onto the floor. My mind quickly goes back to the phone, hoping that it remains in the pocket. I try to kick him. I hit his thigh, but it's like hitting a brick. He laughs at my effort, and then gets off me, chucking the shirt at me again. I quickly pull it over my underwear, not caring about the one night stands. I would rather wear this than just my bra and underwear. He grins at me, and climbs into bed next to me. "That's better." He smirks, chewing on a piece of gum.

"I hate you." I tell him, hiding under the covers. He grins, and grabs me around the waist, drawing me in. He turns off the light, and yawns.

"Sweet dreams cupcake."