Part 2 (Preston Apt.)

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Stacy's P.O.V.

11:20 a.m. I wake up dizzy, where am I? I stand up, I look around. Still half unconscious, but it looks familiar. WHAT?!?! Prestons' Apartment?? What happened last night? Maybe I'm still dreaming I remember the fire, maybe the smoke knock me out? I slap myself, what? I slap myself a couple more times to be sure, I am so confused. Then I hear footsteps so I act asleep. "No, she is still asleep." I heard someone talking on the phone. I peek open one of my eyes, PRESTON? "Look I can pick her up in 2 hours, but she needs to be ready." "Fine" Preston replies to the call. I had nothing to loose, so fuck it. I fake a long yawn and stretch, looking like I'm still mostly asleep. "Shit she woke up, call u back!" Preston says and quickly hangs up. He quietly runs over to the couch and leans in to see if my eyes are open. I peeked my eyes open for a split second and lean in for the quickest kiss ever. He gets freaked out because he thought I was asleep. "Standup for me." He said nicely with a smirk, I stood up, then he gets my hands behind my back quickly and handcuffs me. Shit, didn't see that coming. He whispers in my ear, "Watch out, risky girls get hurt."

He leads me to the barstool and I sit down. I'm still calm because what's the worst that can happen? He says in a low strong voice, " You better behave or it .won't be good. Rule 1: Don't scream , Rule 2: Don't run, Rule 3: Follow ." "What will happen if I disobey?." I asked with a smirk "Use your imagination."

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