Dumbfound Golden Love

Chapter 3

^^^ Maria’s P.O.V. ^^^

I walked back to that old blue crooked house all the way across town. I thought about everything and nothing all the way there. When I went up to the porch I noticed it was dead quite in the house. I opened the door without knocking and walked to that back room. It was quiet back here too. I slowly open the door and walk inside while closing the door behind me. Almost on sync, someone covers my eyes with their hand and stick a rag in my mouth that smelt funny. A few seconds later, everything went black. I suspected about an hour later is when I became conscious again. I don’t open my eyes yet but I slowly try to move my arms and legs. Just like in the movies, my body doesn’t budge because its trapped down. Once I realize that, my eyes quickly shot open. I already know where I’m at so I didn’t worry too much about it. But, what the heck are these guys doing?! I look around at my surroundings but there was only one light on and it was right above me. “What the freak are you guys doing?!?” I yell out. One very familiar voice said in reply, “Nothing, babe. Don’t freak.” No it can’t be him. Why would he be with my boys? He walked out of the dark and into the light where I’m at. “Where are my boys?” I say. “Oh. Them. They’re over in the corner,” Celt said. “I thought you called it off? Why are you here you creep?!?” I yell at him. “Because. I have to get payback. It’s either you or them,” he says while pointing at the boys. “Payback for what?” I reply. “Payback for not fulfilling your duties when we talked and for moving on too fast. You were supposed to be hurt and crying at home every day and not make friends. Let alone, guy friends,” he yells at me. “I’m sorry I don’t do what you want. I have a life, you know! So what if they’re my friends? At least, I have friends! And I do cry, okay? Every night. Just on the way here I was! Let them go. Take me. But never them,” I screamed back. “Hahaha. Awe! Somebody has a crush, do they? Which one is it? Will? Harold? Jay? Oh! No. It’s Joey. Wait! What’s that last ones name? James, was it? I bet it’s James,” he says with a smirk. I don’t even reply because I don’t feel like killing anybody right now. Yeah. I know, I’m strapped down on a table and my best friends are tied in the corner and I’m being yelled at. But, still. I need to control my anger. I close my eyes to concentrate. “I knew it! You’re pathetic, Maria. Real pathetic,” Celt says. “Maria? That’s your real name? WTF? Why didn’t you tell us?” I heard Harold yell. Keep calm, Maria. Keep calm. I hear muffling and steps. I open my eyes to see Harold walking to me. Rope still on his wrists and feet. Duct Tape hanging halfway off his mouth. He rips it off and he looks p*ssed. “Sit down, Harold. I’ll shoot you,” Celt says while pulling a gun out of his back pocket and pointing it at Harold’s head. “No! Don’t shoot him, Celt! He didn’t do anything! Shoot me if anybody,” I scream. I glance at Harold who is drained of color from both having a gun pointed at his head and me putting my life on the line for his. I know, I’m only friends with the boys for payback but right now I’m grateful for them. I kept struggling from the ropes tied onto me and I finally ended up loosening them. Once I was free I jumped onto Celt’s back who was slow at processing things at the moment and I put him under my hold on the ground. The gun was still in his hand but I had his wrist tightly gripped. “I’ve always enjoyed having a girl on top,” Celt says. “Ya ain’t gonna for long,” I say in my Texan accent. “But if it’s you, I will always enjoy it. Mmm. I love it when you speak in your accent,” Celt says. “You’re disgusting, Celt. Real disgusting. Get a life. And wtf? You are the one who called it off. Well. Guess what? I’ve found me a man. Not one who is a psycho,” I spat into his face. “I’m not psycho. I’m obsessed. There’s a difference,” he coldly replies. I look at the boys. Harold is still standing a few feet away while the others are watching fearfully. “Seriously? There’s six of you grown men and one of him and he still managed to tie all of you up?” I ask the boys. Joey stands up and walks over to me. How isn’t he tied up? He crouches down beside me and says, “Because, babe, he didn’t tie us up. You did. You messed us up in the head. We all have fallen for you. We planned this.  Well… Except Harold and Jay. They still fell for you though. They just didn’t help us so we tied them up,” he finishes while Lim, Niall, and Will walked over to accompany us. This is the first time I’ve ever heard Joey talk. I’m so confused. “Why though? What are you going to do to me? Kill me? Hurt me? What huh?” I say. “We were going to kill you but thanks to Harold and Jay we changed our minds. You may be wondering why we were… Well… because all of us guys can’t have you all at once or that’ll break our gang. So we decided to make you be our personal slave,” Joey continues. Personal slave? That’s not good. “Ugh. Fine,” I say. All of the guys’ expressions were shocked. Well better to not put up a fight. “Well that was easier than expected,” Lim says. I got off of Celt and said, “But what does Celt have anything to do with it?” Celt answers, “I’m in the gang now.”

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A.N.

sorry for the short chappies!!!! Dedication goes to Cassandra!!! She's sitting across from me right now reading this story!! Thanks for all the reads and votes!! The story will be getting real emotional soon!!

~Aly.