chapter 2: discovering pacts

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(Ruby p.o.v)

I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar red ceiling. I sat up to only hit my head against it. I panicked, my hand was hand-cuffed to the bed post and feet were tied together. Memories came flooding back of the events that occured last night. I was in some strangers room.

I looked down and releif washed over me to see my clothes were still on. I needed to get out of here, my friends were probably in trouble. I heard a groan from beneath me making me freeze in place.
(A/N: remember its a bunk bed)

After sounds of shuffling, I felt the bed rock slightly.
My heart was beating rapidly.I shut my eyes and pretended to be asleep. A tap on my arm made me flinch. I turned towards the edge of the bed to be met with soft brown eyes and a smile.

I opened my mouth and was about to scream but a hand muffled it. "Please don't scream it's okay, I won't hurt you or anything, I promise." The person covering my mouth said. I relaxed a bit but kept my gaurd up. He slightly uncovered my mouth, pulling his hand away inch by inch.

He looked so cautious, as if I was fragile glass. I moved my hand only to feel the restraints of the cold metal cuffs against my wrist, my skin raw and throbbing, probably from moving in my sleep. My ankles were in no better condition.

"I'm going to take you to the bathroom so you can freshen up." He muttered.

He grabbed keys, uncuffed and untied me.
Instead of cuffs he took what seemed to be a leash, but for your wrist. He wrapped my wrist in cloth then put on the leash-looking thing. He grabbed the other end and proceeded to pull me towards a hall. The entire house was a maze, if it weren't for his guidance I would have been lost. We reached a bathroom after fifteen minutes, he ushered me inside, tied the leash thing to the nob, and shut the door.

After my bathroom business I decided I needed a plan, first things first, locate Jae and Marie.

they had to be somewhere in this building for sure. I looked around the room for an escape. There were no Windows and the only door was being guarded by that guy, my only option is to see if I can crawl through the vent. I unbuckled the leash thing anset it on the counter and proceeded to climb on the toilet, reaching up on my tippy-toes I could barely graze the vent with my fingers. I streched my arms as far as they could go, almost unhinging it-

"what the hell are you doing!!"

I froze, how did he get in here so fast? I didn't even hear the doorknob turn let alone the door open. Arms grabbed me off the toilet and began dragging me down a vast hall. It had a balcony view of a space, it looked like a lounging area, with sofas and coffee tables with a fire place. Two stair cases led down to it from the hall. It was elegant to say the least.

As he dragged me, a door from one of the rooms swung open, almost hitting me, revealing Marie in the arms of a man. She didn't look in pain nor in distress. A smile was plastered in her face as the man led her toward the stairs.

"Marie!!" I yelled out.

She looked towards me, gave me a huge grin and waved. The man stopped dragging me, he let go of me slightly, not really clutching me but more of an embrace. I was confused as to why Marie had not been very concerned or alarmed that we all were in a strange house, had no clue where we were, and were in the hands of men.

Had she been drugged?? Did they brain wash her? I suddenly made cenarios in my head as to as to what happened to her. I had forgotten breifly of the presence behind me.

"Miss, we aren't going to do anything to you" a whisper says. "Calm down...please, we mean no harm."

His voice sounded sweet and gentle. Like an angel is one way to describe it. I turned to face him, looking up to his eyes. I smiled slightly to assure him I understood.

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