*Mine*

Part 1

Maggies POV ಥ_ಥ

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I wake up with my stupid alarm clock ringing in my ear, i have no family, friends or boyfriends, i hate people i just want to... Fucking wrap my hands around their neck and strangle them to death and suck their pee size of a brain out threw their nose... Moving on, i dont go to school since im actually from a foster home but i ran away and i have to work at this stupid club for money, they dont pay much, but it feeds me, today i had to work all night at the club, i got up got dressed, ate breakfast and got out into the wild, wild streets of the city, as im walking by often getting whitles from guys and them earning a middle finger from me, i finally arrive at the club.

I go and clean up and finally get the place open and loads of stupid ass teenagers start piling in waisting their lifes by drinking it away.

"Hey hottie" i awaken out of my transe by a guy "what would you like to order" i ask with out even smiling "a lap dance please" he says rubbing hes hands together and liking hes lips "sorry we dont sell them here, look theres a slut over there thats willing to do anything for money if youre lucky she might even give you a blow job" i say with sarcasm in my voice "dont worry youll be mine soon"

Later that night

So ive just got chanched into my unicorn onezie, dont laugh their the only thing i feel compfy in ok (not maggie in the picture just the onezie

Just as im about to go to sleep i hear the faint sound of rocks hitting my window i slighly open my curtain and see a small little piece of paper stuck on the window.

Dear mysterious waitress

You will be mine soon, if you like it or not, by the way start packing babe im coming to pick you up at 5 o clock tommorow, btw id still fuck youre brains out in that onezie of yours.

From M~

Ok , not freaky at all , i swear if this dude does come for me tommorow imma fucking stab da bitch for wanting to bang me, im still a virgin and thats not going to change any time soon, im fucking terrified and dont know what to do should i pack? Hell na being the stubborn bitch i am i aint going no where.

I go to bed and fall asleep knowing that im being stalked so i quikly give whoevers watching me the middle finger before falling asleep.

~At 5 oclock~

I was now fully dressed watching the tv oh and if you didnt know i am not only full of sass so are my clothes.

Suddenly behind me i hear a dark chuckle, i jump terrified of who it might be "gess you didnt complete my orders of packing dont worry i did the honor" he says "hey youre that bastard from the club yesterday" i say "remember me?" He asks with a smirk "anyway we must go now" he says walking up to me and grabbing me and covering my mouth i struggle and bite hes hands and kick him in the groin and he lets go holding hes you know what "you bitch, i guess we'll have to do this the hard way" he says smirking and grabbing a white cloth from his pocket and grabbing me and holding it up to my mouth, i know what it is so i dont breath in "breath in princess, just close youre eyes and imagine all the fun were gonna have at my place" he says and travels hes hand down and squezes my ass whitch makes me gasp breathing in the toxic fumes on the white cloth, suddenly it all goes black