bad choices | sequel to bad boy, bad girl

twenty three

"I don't want to do this. Please, please, I don't want to do this." I rocked back and forth on my tiny little chair. Luke had restrained my arms, but I begged him not to tie down my legs, leaving me something to cover my bare chest with. "God, if you're listening, please help me. Help Nate, and Jack, and me." I prayed. I wasn't much of a religious, but I think anyone would have a little faith after going through what we had beed through.

"I think she's going simply mad." I heard Calum mutter to Luke near the door. I rolled my eyes.

"MAYBE YOU WOULD TOO IF YOU WERE LOCKED UP BY FUCKING CRAZY PEOPLE, HUH CALUM?" I half-snapped, half-screamed.

"Stop screaming, you psycho bitch." Calum answered.

"Real mature, Cal." I heard Luke's deep voice."Hey, Calum? Just warning you, the minute I get out of here, I will literally shove a goat up your ass. Oh wait, isn't your head already stuck there?" I shot back.

"I'm going to fucking knock you out." He grumbled, coming into view, with an annoyed Luke following close behind.

"Oh, bite me." I rolled my eyes and jumped foreword. Calum took a step back, and Luke gave me a tight sympathetic smile. I was happy Calum was scared of me, and even more happy that Luke was friendly with me.

After a few minutes of silence, I heard the familiar sound of the door opening and closing, followed by the clicks of heels of the hard floor.

"Boss says to get her ready." I heard the familiar nasally voice coming from Madison.

The boys nodded, and Luke walked over to cut my restraints. I got up and followed them all to a far corner of the room. Madison pushed open the door and Calum shoved me inside. I immediately squinted at the fluorescent lighting. I could make out a few stalls, a sink, a dirty mirror, and disgusting white walls and floors. Once I got used to the light, I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked absolutely disgusting. I had mascara and eyeliner all over my face, my hair was a mess of stringy curls, Ashton's hickey lined my collarbone, and, worst of all, the entire left side of my jaw was black and blue. I sighed, rubbing my hands over my eyes. When I opened my eyes once again, Madison was standing behind me and I couldn't help but gasp.

She maniacally giggled. "We need to get you ready." She stated. I simply nodded. She pulled out a basket from under the sink, and began to remove my makeup.

eWhen she was done, I looked in the mirror. My dress was a simple all black tank top dress, that hugged every inch of me and stopped right under my ass. If it was any shorter, my butt cheeks would be showing. I had been forced into wearing black panty hose socks that went all the way up to my thighs, even though it made me slide around in my black stiletto heels. Madison had straitened my hair and done my makeup, making me look almost normal. If it wasn't for the massive bruise showing through pounds of concealer, I would of looked like a regular teenage girl. But of course, something always had to be wrong.

***

"So, all you need to do is seduce him." Explained Luke in the limo on the way to the restaurant. I was trying to fix my hair in the mirror, because they had bagged my head during the trip from the warehouse to the car.

"And why?" I asked.

"He's one of Madison's friends. She thinks he would make a great employee and he thinks he's just on a date. But you need to seduce him, and afterwards tomorrow you need to convince him to come to work with us. Got it?" He asked. I nodded, knowing that that meant I had to sleep with him. Luke opened the door and pushed me out, making my alarm anklet clunk. Charlie had strapped it on, claiming it was 'just an accessory'. I'm smarter then that, dumb shit.