GAGE

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Picture of Josie (left) and Hailey (right) just because she's in this chapter a lil bit✨
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I'm alone with a psychopath.

"Pardon?"

"I'm kidding," he glances at my stunned expression, "Kind of."

"Wow, it jokes!" I sarcastically exclaim.

He rolls his eyes, paying no mind to my comment.

"You seem like a very angry person."

"You could say that." He bites his lip ring.

"I wish I couldn't," I mutter, "It's a shame, you're too hot to be a terrible person."

"You think I'm a terrible person?" His voice shows no emotion like usual.

"Well no, that's not what I meant."

"It is. It is what you meant..but it's true." Seconds later he continues, "Prostitutes go to hell too though." He smirks.

"You must've thought long and hard about that one, huh."

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I continuously ring the doorbell of my friend's apartment, waiting for her to open the door.

"WHA- Oh, hey! Oh my God, Jo, I thought you were dead or some shit. What the hell is wrong with you? Leaving randomly!" She slaps my head.

"Okay! Listen, I just want my phone back." I laugh at my mess of a friend.

She glares at me then picks up my phone from her counter and gives it to me. I snatch it and hold my hands up in the air, "Hey, I'm alive! Calm down, plus I have a valid reason why I disappeared last night aside from Dann- that guy from the party trying to get in my pants."

"Yeah, I'm sure somebody else did though." Hailey giggles.

"Well..."

"Someone did! Oh my god, oh my god, oh-my-fucking-god, tell me who! Now!" Hailey jumps up and down.

"Look," I put my hands on her shoulders, "I've gotta run, but I will be sure to tell you everything either tonight or tomorrow. And thanks for charging my phone, best friend." I kiss the anxious girl on her cheek and walk to the door.

She sighs deeply, "Okay, but I want every detail." She opens her door back and looks at Gage's car in the driveway, "Who's car is that?"

"Um, my friend's." Could I even call him that? No.

"You motherfucking liar, this is the guy that fucked you isn't it?" She yells. Of course she just has to say the wrong things. 

"Oh my god, shut the hell up!" I shout back, I should be used to this by now.

"So it is the guy!"

I ignore her, "And we didn't fuck!" I mention as I walk out.

"Mhm, sure you didn't." She mumbles before shutting her door.

I shake my head at her and approach Gage, leaning against his car, "You're lucky I didn't leave you."

"I was in there for not even five minutes!" I defend.

"Just imagine what I could've done to you in those five minutes." He tilts his head, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"I don't know, murder me?" I push past him and into his car.

Moments later he gets in and puts his hand on my thigh. He slightly brushes his thumb against it while keeping his eyes on the road.

He inches closer to the top of my legs many times, but he never goes there.

I browse through my phone until we come to a stop. I look up and see that we're parked in front of a large home in a different part of town.

I furrow my eyebrows and wait for Gage to say something. His hand removes from my thigh and my bare leg misses his touch.

He gets out, leaving me in here and I look back down at my phone, assuming he's leaving me again. To my surprise he opens my door and holds his hand out for me. I take it and he quickly presses me into him.

His hand covers mine as we walk up the steps to the mansion-like house.

What is this place?

Gage doesn't ring the doorbell, he just lets himself in. The inside is larger than it appears despite the already huge exterior. I look at all of the furniture and random items in the house. It looks like a celebrity lives here.

Gage drags me ahead and I shuffle to keep up with his quick pace.

Many different men walk around the open rooms doing businessy things.

Gage wraps his arm around me when he notices some of the men looking at me.

We reach a room with a white closed door and before Gage opens it, he lowly whispers, "Don't say a word," he warns and I tense.

I nod and we enter the room. The carpeting in red velvet and everything else is white and black.

"Ah, Gage." A balding man swivels around in his chair when he hears the door open and smiles widely.

"Is this..." The man starts. More of his men enter the room and stand around.

"My girl?" He questions, "Yes, so don't fucking mess with her. "

"No promises." The man laughs and Gage lifts his chin.

"I just want what I asked for, alright?" Gage let's go of me and speaks through gritted teeth.

The man holds his hands up in defense, "You work for me."

Gage's chest heaves heavily and he grows impatient. What a temper.

The man adjusts his tie and clears his throat, "Paulie," he nods towards the large guy who must be him, "Take him."

Where are they taking him?

"I'll be right back." Gage whispers.

The man waits for Gage to be escorted out before he motions to the rest of the men in the room to leave and then speaks, "You are a very beautiful girl."

I don't say anything.

"What's your name, sweetheart?"

Is he serious right now? If he expects me to be on my knees for his bald ass, he better think again.

I open my mouth, but then I remember Gage telling to stay quiet.

"Are you a mute?"

I look to my feet.

"Look, bitch, I asked you a damn question." His voice raises.

I flinch at his overpowering volume.

"Josie." I squint.

"Josie," he repeats. He looks smug and satisfied that I've finally spoken.

"What is this place?" I ask.

"If you knew, you'd run." He smirks. "Fast." The last part comes out as a whisper.

He gets up to walk towards me. His long slim fingers caress my cheek and hair.

"Is there any chance you'd be interested in-"

I pull away immediately and snarl, "Get your fucking filthy hands off of m-"

The man's other hand lifts and darts across my face and I gasp as I feel the contact.

I don't have time to lift my hand to my stinging face because just then, the door busts open and Gage comes through the door.

Tears pricked in my eyes and I try to control them. I bite my lip as my nostrils flare.

"Your girlfriend's a real beauty... quite a charmer." He smiles smugly.

"Can we just go." I grit my teeth and mutter into Gage's ear.

When he doesn't move, I shove past him and try to find my way to where I came from.