Say Yes

TAKEN

I woke up with a pain in my right arm. My sleeve was soaked with my own blood. My memory of what happened prior came rushing back.

There were two girls that were on the elevator with me. One had red-dyed hair and wore glasses, and the other wore long purple braids.

When I got off the elevator, I walked to my room. They didn't get off, so I didn't think anything of it.

But as soon as I went to use my key card, I was ambushed by the same girls. I was cut on my arm, then hit in my face, which caused everything to go black.

Now, I'm in what looks like a basement, sitting in a wooden chair with my wrists tied up. I don't know those girls and had no clue why they would attack me.

A door opened above me, then the sound of footsteps came down the stairs. I closed my eyes, pretending I'm unconscious.

SMACK!

I felt a slap on my face and instantly yelped from the pain.

"We know you're awake. We saw you on camera." The girl with purple braids stood in front of me.

My ear rang, and my eyes teared up. I waited for it to go away. This bitch really hits hard. She stood a few feet away, staring at me.

"You're kinda pretty close up. I didn't like that whore Tara but she definitely still looks better than you."

She had on a shirt with Rowan on it.

"Who are you and why are you doing this?" My jaw hurt when I talked.

"I am a protector and fan of Rowan Vidal."

She pulled up her sleeve showing a tattoo of his name on her arm. Then proceeded to show 12 more on other parts of her body.

I was terrified. "What do you want from me?"

"I want you to stop messing with him. He can do so much better than you."

"What?"

"I realized that he's partly to blame, but I'm not going to let you ruin his reputation."

"I haven't done anything!"

"You're another industry slut and you're tarnishing his image. He should be with someone with morals and status. She needs to have model looks and star power. Rowan is a superstar and you're just....basic."

"I haven't forced him to be with me..."

"Yeah and I realize he doesn't know any better. So I'm gonna help him out. I love him too much to watch his life go down the drain dealing with you."

She walked behind me and rolled a small desk to the front. The girl lifted the top then pulled out a small saw, mallet and pliers. Once closed, the tools were sat on the surface.

"Please don't. I will leave him alone, I promise."

My words were ignored as she pulled from the back of her jeans a butcher knife. My eyes widened in fear.

"I have to take matters into my own hands."

This girl was absolutely insane.

***

Harmony struggled, trying to free her wrists from the plastic ties. She winced in pain while tears fell down her eyes.

"Please let me go...please."

The girl continued to ignore her. It was obvious that she was mentally ill and reasoning wasn't going to help anything.

Soon, new footsteps came down the steps. It was the red-haired girl with glasses. She moved slowly towards the other girl, standing next to her.