Chap. 3 My Owner?

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The vans lights turn on and I get a little closer. I decide to run up to the van and knock of the window angrily, "WHERE'S MY BAG!?"

I hear the vans door creak open and I back up two steps slowly. A man wearing a black Fall Out Boy t-shirt and black jogger pants stepped out. He was actually quite attractive, especially for a girl like me. He smirks and mumbles "oh I'm gonna like her.."
I guess I processed the situation a little too slow and as soon as I went to run he grabbed me an threw me in the van. I tried struggling but something came over me.

As I was leaning against the vans interior, I was just thinking about everything. Why wasn't I fighting or struggling for my life? I've had a shitty life, my biological parents never showed up. I was adopted by some lady that hoed around to every abusive guy in the area and never even fed me. I've been bullied and used. But should I really give up now? I just need to stop feeling bad for myself, it's stupid of me.

The van came to a holt and the two men look at each other. The man who grabbed me nods at the driver and he gets out. The man looks at me, "My name is Max, the driver is Keith, and you're mine." He smiles and Keith opens the van doors.

It was a garage with cream colored walls and marble flooring. This guy, Max. He, was rich. Everything in that garage was expensive. I only got a quick glimpse in the midst of both men grasping my arms tightly and leading me in the house. This house was beautiful and had the view of a lifetime. It was on a steep hillside and nothing but woods for miles. They quickly lead me upstairs and down the hall. There was a room with French doors and inside there was a king sized bed, a mahogany wood vanity and a balcony overseeing the mountain top.

I looked at both of them and asked "I thought I was suppose to be treated like and animal and thrown in a dark basement?" Max chuckled and smirks "Well we like to do things different around here." They sit me on the bed and he kissed me on the lips softly, "You see, you're mine. I own you now. We got you a friend, and she is Keith's girl. You'll meet her in the morning, then, we'll go over the rules." He kisses my forehead and opens a door to a closet and they two boys walk out.

I got up even though my knees hurt from earlier today and I walked over to the closet, there were 3 sections to the closet. The left side has pajamas, although I wouldn't call them pajamas because they were very short silk night gowns. The middle of the closet was a couple of shelves that held a selection of perfumes, panties, bras, towels, and accessories. Then the third section was a mix of t-shirts, shorts, pants, leggings, and crew-necks.

I looked over at the balcony doors and giggles the handles to see if I could get out then ran to the French doors and did the same. I was burning hot and the anger kicked in at the exact moment. I fell to the ground and started sobbing as my knees started to throb from the bruises hitting the solid marble flooring.

Why was I calm this whole time? This whole time they were taking me away from safety and civilization. I am so far away from home and the situation just caught up with me. "Fuck." I mumbled under my breath.

I picked myself off the floor and took the longest silk dress there was in the closet. It went down an inch under my ass. I climbed onto the huge bed and wiped the tears off my cheeks and closed my eyes.

"Everything is gonna be okay. Don't worry. They seem nice...." I deceitfully whispered to myself.

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My eyes opened slowly and I turned over thinking I was in my own room until I see Max laying next to me smiling. "AHHH WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Max places his finger on my lips and shushes me before kissing me softly on the lips. "Come downstairs babe, Keith and I made breakfast for all four of us!" He gets up energetically and runs downstairs.

Who could this other girl be? They brought two girls into this, not just one. They made a bigger case for everyone to figure out.

I slide off the bed and open the French doors and walk down the hall making my way to the stairs. I step down the, seems like thousands of stairs they have, then the girl turns her head and runs towards me. My heart beats fast and we hug.

"Cara!!!"

"Melanie!!!"

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PLEASE I NEED FEEDBACK ON THIS CHAPTER!

I'm editing the other two chapters to make the story a little more interesting but nothing to major, just spelling errors and stuff :)

I started this in eighth grade and now I'm going to be a sophomore in high school.

I want to know if I should continue! And I might have someone take over this book!

Please help!

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