Siva was standing in the doorway, smirking. My mum standing near my bags. Max is carrying 3 of my suitcases out. "Mum, this is-" I started, until she cut me off.
"Yes Lexie, this is Siva from The Wanted." she said content in her eyes.
"They're grown men!" I screamed at her. "I hate these men!"
Siva looked hurt. Then a crimson red flashed in his eyes, that we're apparently suppose to be brown. I just stood there, scared. I didn't know what to say after that.
"Lexie! Don't say that! That is rude!" my mum yelled. Then she noticed me staring at Siva. She looked in his eyes. They immediately turned back to brown. He returned me with an evil smile.
"We'll sure take care of her. We won't let her out of our sights." Siva says. My mum hasn't noticed that everything of mine is in their van already.
"Or off our dicks." Max mumbles. Siva shot him a look. And Max covered his mouth quickly.
"What was that?" I ask him. Nathan appears in the doorway next to Siva.
"Nothing." Max quickly says.
"Siva, Max, Lexie, we have to go." Nathan comes up and tries to pick up my stuff, but I kneel down and swat his hand away. He looks puzzled. I just sassily smile back, but it quickly turns to a frown.
"I've got it. It's my stuff is it not?" I say. It came out more like a demand than a question. That's what I was shooting for. This made him stand and stalk out of the house.
"What's up with Nathan?" Tom walks in.
"Mum, if you were going to sell me to someone, why didn't you sell me to One Direction or Little Mix?" I ask her.
"Because, you went on the market a couple of days ago. One Direction is in America." She tells me as a matter of factly.
"Fuck." I say.
"Watch your language!" Siva yells.
"No!!!" I yell back.
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We make it to the van and see a boy about my age sitting in the back. He has about passed his ears hair almost covering his eyes. I get in and Siva orders me to sit next to him. "Hey, I'm Lexie." I tell him
He looks up and our eyes meet. They're a very deep brown. "Hey, I'm Anthony." He says. He has a deep voice. "I got sold to this fucking ban because of money shortages. Seems like you too."
"Yea. Hey I like your shirt." I tell him.
"Thanks. Black Veil Brides. They're pretty awesome. I listen to them all the time." he says
"Look. I don't really show people this, but." I show him my wrists. They have slits in them.
"Why do you do this?" He asks me studying each and every one.
"Because. Things happened earlier in my life." I tell him, I don't dare to say what happened.
"Oh. Look." he shows me his wrists. They have slits all over them. Almost as much as mine.
"Oh wow. You cut?" I ask.
"Yea. Sometimes." he tells me.
