Stolen

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It's dark, I think my eyes are open anyway. I can hear other girls around me breathing, I got taken. I was going to the matching and I got taken. Oh god, my brother, my mom they don't know what happened, How long have I been here? I can hear someone crying. This cannot be happening. Oh god what if someone doesn't decide to buy me, I wasn't at the matching, my match probably got sent off with some girl who matched second, I'm going to die.

I woke to what must've been hours later, I'm hoping what was hours later, it could've been days. A door opened and light pooled in. We're in the back of what must be a semi truck. One by one we all got pulled out. We got lined up in the middle of nowhere. My eyes took a while to adjust, there's multiple men, high power men I'm assuming, they're talking to the man I ran into. My blood boiled and I looked down at the ground. " Gentlemen thank you for coming, and thank the men you work for as well for sending you out here, this year we have a better selection of girls, per usual one per man and if there are any girls left over, if the men you work for would like a second we will start the bidding process. " the man began calling names and the men walked down the line of us one by one to look at the girls. The first girl chosen is super model gorgeous, long blond hair, legs for days and beautiful eyes. The second girl brown hair and hazel eyes, one by one girls got bought, some one the men left after the handed money over. " Brior." A young looking man walked down the girls that are left. He stopped in front of me. He pointed and I was lead away.
I got stuck in the back of the limo he came in. He sat across from me. "What's your name." " Emery." The man nodded and I looked out the window. "I apologize, but I have to blind fold you. I have strict instructions to not let you see where we are going." I nodded my head and didn't put up a fight, even if I wanted to put up a fight, I'm too weak to put up a fight. I think I fell asleep because when I woke the man was gently shaking my shoulder. He helped me out of the limo and inside. He sat me down on a couch and took the blind fold off. I'm definitely in a mansion. I'm in a library. I got up and walked over to a shelf, most of these books disappeared many years ago.
"Hello." I turned to face a man with dark hair and ice blue eyes. I didn't say a word, I went back to reading the titles of books. I don't want to be here. My family probably thinks I'm dead. I would rather be dead. " Look I didn't want to do this, my father set this up. " "I'm Emery." My voice sounds soft. I turned to look at him and he smiled, " My name is Roper." I chuckled and went back to browsing the titles. " Let me show you to your room." I nodded my head and followed him. He lead me down the hall and opened the door. This room is gorgeous, plush carpet. A huge walk in closet. A built in bathroom, everything a girl could want. I quickly snapped out of my wonder and reminded myself, I'm stolen. " Look I know you don't want to be here and I'm guessing you wanted to meet your natch, but would it help if I told you I am your match. I snapped my head to look at him, my jaw hit the floor, this cannot be happening. " There is no way that is true, no one knows the results until the day they are given, he sighed and looked at the ground, maybe ashamed? "My father bought my results, anything can be bought with money."
    I backed away from him, this boy is no older than me maybe closer to nineteen and he already has this view of the world that money can buy anything, does he intend to buy my love? To buy me over until I give him a child. This person cannot be my match. There is no way. He turned to leave and left me alone in this room. I'm never going home, maybe he had someone tell my mom I died, got hit by a car, maybe they told my family some other lie, or maybe they think I ran away with my match, I'm sure someone will either go clean my place out or my family will take what they want. I walked towards the bed and sat on the edge of it. I'm going to be a prisoner here, one of the girls that is on camera for high power events, one of the girls that looks lifeless while standing there pregnant next to the husbands, a guard always ready to grab her in case she tries to run. I wonder how many of those girls tried to escape or tried to end it all.
    sometime around sunset there was a knock on my door, a quick little knock. I got up and opened my door to see a food tray sitting in front of my door I turned my nose at the food and shut the door. I am not eating anything that is given to me, I would rather starve. Who knows what drugs could be in this food. I made my way to the closet and opened the door. I gasped, my clothes are here, they took everything from my apartment. I walked over to a dresser in the left corner and opened it to find my pajamas. I grabbed a pair of shorts and one of my dad's old shirts and went into the bathroom. I started a bath and let the water warm while I undressed. I slid into the tub and sighed as the warm water hit my skin.