TRIPLE THREAT: THE INEVITABLE

6. HELPLESS AND ALONE

REYNA

I wake up to the sound of someone talking outside of the room that Skye and I are sharing.

"No.. I don't know. I have a bad feeling about it." It's a female and it sounds like Skye.

"Okay. I'll call you later." She hangs up the phone. I thought we weren't allowed to call anyone? Why did she lie to me? Whoever is was talking to is up to something.

She comes back in the room with a worried expression on her face. "Oh, I was just about to wake you up. We have things to do. Go ahead and get ready."

I nod. "Skye-" I start saying but decide not to finish. I don't want her to know that I heard the last bit of her conversation maybe I can sneak and use the phone too without anyone knowing. I can be free at last.

"Yeah?"

"Oh.. I was just wondering what do we have to do today?" I ask.

"You'll see. Just get ready. I'll be downstairs." I do as she says and get in the shower. I make sure to wash my hair to get all of the heat and products Skye used in my hair yesterday.

I spend about twenty minutes in the shower before getting out and drying my body.

I search through the bags of clothes we bought yesterday for something to wear. I don't know where we're going or what we're going to do so I pick out a pair of light wash destroyed jeans and and a plain white shirt and turquoise colored sandals with turquoise accessorizes to match.

I let my thick curly hair cascade down my back and let the curls frame my slim face.

I apply a light coat of lip gloss then grab my purse and head downstairs. The smell of breakfast aroused my nose. My stomach growls at the smell. I haven't eaten since Jason abducted me or when I came to the house. I just haven't had an appetite for food anymore. I was too disgusted with myself and everything around me.

"You look cute. I know you're hungry so I fixed you a plate." Skye says when she notices me enter the kitchen. I thank her for the food.

"How are you feeling?"

I try to smile a fake smile and even that fails. "I'm cool." Skye gives me an unsure look but nods anyway.

"How old are you, Reyna?"

"Seventeen. I'll be eighteen in a month and a few days. Why?"

"Just wondering. You're so young."

I slightly frown. "How old are you?"

She looks down at her plate of food. "I'll be twenty five in three days." She is young also. Skye doesn't say anything else. She looks like she's in her own little world trapped in her own memories and thoughts. She has her whole life ahead of her. She gets up from the table and says we have to leave.

We drive for thirty minutes then reach our destination. It looks like a studio. We enter and there's other girls walking around dressed like video vixens. They have barely any fabric on their skin and leaves little to the imagination.

Some are taking pictures with men and others are just wondering around waiting.

My lips curl up in disgust. I've worn short dresses before but I don't wear my bra and panties out in public.

"Ladies go get dressed!" A man directs us to a back hallway. Its a dressing room full with different types of clothes and shoes.

"Come on." Someone else takes me away and goes to work on finding something for me to wear. She pulls out a black leather outfit who looks as if it belongs to a stripper. Not me.