When everything came back to you, you were already on a gravel road. You sat up looking at Danny, "You killed 23 people?"you wanted to hear him say it.
"Harley I-"
"Say it, tell me the truth."
"I did." He mumbled.
"And who the hell is Chandler?" You hissed.
"Calm down darling or we will just show you who Chandler is."
"Chandlers a bad person, he's killed a lot of people. I want you to stay as far away from him as possible."
"Not happening, one day of no Chandler and that's it." Stella growled from the front.
"Okay." Danny said then he leaned in close, "He gets very horny and easily agitated when he's drunk so stay away from him when he's drunk."
"How old is he?"
"17." Stella answered from the front, "Don't worry he's a great person on the inside, he just doesn't like to show it." She turned around locking eyes with you only to smile. "How old are you darling?"
"16." You mumbled.
Then she turned back to the road, "That works great." She smiled. Then she pulled the car to a stop, "Arianna and Sydney will do your hair you can't stay the same." She smiled and Danny opened the door and walked around opening yours. You stood up and and exhaled deeply getting out of the car. Danny walked your into the large modern looking house in the middle of no where and there were two girls standing at the door.
"Oh my god she's beautiful!" One of them yelled, you blushed a little.
"A perfect canvas!" The other yelled making you worry.
"What color are you dying my hair?" You asked as they grabbed your arm dragging you upstairs to you wee guessing their room.
"I was thinking dark brown with blue tips." One of them smiled picking up your hair and brushing through it.
"I was thinking purple, like her whole head." The other one smiled. They started cutting your hair, they cut it to about your shoulder, a little higher. They decided on doing a short dark dark brown with purple tips. You kinda liked it but it was weird. When they were done, you heard Stella.
"Girls when your done get her dressed nicely for dinner. Dress your selves nicely too, make sure everyone remembers the nice dinner we are having tonight." They started to pick out knee high stripper boots, and a tight one shoulder back short dress. Then they did your makeup and basically pushed you out the door. You looked around, there was no one in the hall way. You walked downstairs, and looked, no one, it was quiet. You inhaled pulling down your dress a little to make it a tad bit longer. Then you started walking, exploring the place until you ran into Danny.
His eyes widened, there was someone behind him, "Hey Harley lets go away from here you can go up to my room if you want of I can give you a tour starting at the other side of the house." He grabbed your shoulders turning you to face away from the mysterious person, "Chandler we can talk later." He called over his shoulder.
"No Danny we can't, who the hell is that." He said his voice harsh.
"N-no one, can we just talk later?" He asked.
"No, who the fuck is that, answer me." He commanded, you pulled yourself away from Danny looking at the guy. He had a couple tattoos and a lip piercing with one ear also pierced. His pale skin contrasted his dark brown hair and his blue eyes reflected the little light in the room glowing. I guess you could say he was attractive.
"Harley, my name is Harley." You said looking him in the eye.
"What are you doing here Harley?" He asked.
"To be one hundred percent honest I don't know this girl named Stella was talking to me then Danny came up and I knew him before this and we talked then he hit me over the head with a baseball bat and now I'm here. So I don't know what I'm doing here." You said getting frustrated with the question.
"Well then, do you want me to give you a tour." He walked closer to you placing a hand on your cheek.
Your body tensed.
Don't be his number 50.
"D-Danny can give me one." You mumbled started to turn around then he swung back and slapped you across your face. You stumbled to the ground tripping over the heels. You sat on the ground looking up at him.
"Chandler please don't she's new around here." Danny said stepping closer.
"Get the fuck out of here Danny." He growled. Danny turned around and calmly walked out of the room. "You fucking bitch I offer you my time, and you turn me down."
"I-I'm sorry Chandler I didn't mean to be rude I just-"
"Do you not understand that I can kill you, I can kill anyone here I have the most fucking kills in this house, fucking 49." He yelled.
You stood to your feet looking him in the eye, "Chandler y-you can give me a tour I'm sorry." You apologized.
"I don't care anymore, do you want to be my number 50?" He yelled pinning you against the wall.
"N-no." You looked down.
"Your new around here and I'll cut you a break but I expect you to come on the next run with me." Chandler growled.
"B-but I've never b-been on one." You looked at him.
"Do you know how to use a gun at least?" He scoffed pulling his out.
"Yea a little." You mumbled.
"Okay I'm bringing you out tonight you can't look like a moron tomorrow." Chandler said, then started off out of the room.
"W-wait," you called after him scared of his reaction a little.
"What." He spat.
"Never mind." You mumbled.
"I'm sorry what?" His voice softened.
"It was just that isn't it a little too dark to be firing a gun." You looked out the window.
"Don't worry about that babe." He said leaving. You stood there his words running through your head.
'Don't worry about that babe'... 'Babe' Why did he call me that?
Then Danny walked in, "What happened?" Danny ran to you.
"Nothing much, he yelled at me, then out of no where he got weird like a little nicer saying he'd let me off easy and I'm going on a run with him tomorrow. Then asked if I know how to use a gun, I said a little and tonight he's taking me somewhere so I don't look stupid." You left out the part that he called you babe. You don't know why you did but you didn't want Danny to know it was between you and Chandler. You were almost trying to keep him safe...
