Tame me.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Hey Asshole.



"You'll never.. umm..." I paused, trying hard to remember what I was about to say. "Oh yeah... you'll never take me alive!" I insisted. The slur of my words weren't exactly helping.

"Darling, I think you'll find that we're already doing just that."

I glared at the huge ogre in front of me - he wasn't exactly large and ugly enough to be an ogre - in fact he was kind of fit despite his abnormally huge muscles, but still. His eyes were grey-blue and twinkled whenever he smiled, his hair was jet black and contrasted with his exceedingly pale skin. He looked around eighteen or nineteen - a very muscly eighteen or nineteen year old at that.

I looked around. Two men were holding tightly onto my arms, they were both really small, the one on my left had green, questioning eyes and a mane of blonde hair and the one on my right had short spiky brown hair and brown eyes. They looked perhaps thirty and they both wore black tops, black pants and black shoes, like a uniform of some point. They were dragging me through this wood - the ogre was leading them, throwing a conversation between himself and I, one that he found quite amusing whilst I did not.

Even in my drunken state I was not exactly comfortable with the positon I was in.

This was all Dilly's fault.

If she hadn't left me to go back to some random, sweaty guy's house we had met at the club then I would've never tried to stumble back home by myself at four in the morning. Somehow end up the woods, roll on the floor for my own amusement and get caught by three men who were now hauling me off to meet their 'boss' for reasons I didn't quite know.

In fact this sparked my interest .

"Hey Ogre." I called, Ogre man spun around.

He raised his eyebrow. "You talking to me?"

"Well I don't see any other ogre more ogreish than you." I wasn't even entirely sure if 'ogreish' was a word but it worked for me.

"My name is Phil, please try and achknowlege that, I don't know, store it in that small brain of yours." He snapped, his tone slightly less amused. A small spark of anger lit up and danced in his eyes.

Wow. I never knew ogres were so sensitive.

"Whatever Ogre, Phil - it's all the same. What I want to know is why your dragging me off to meet your boss who is an obvious asshole for making you lot kidnap me just to meet him. I don't even want to see him!"

The smug smile returned to the Ogre's face "I dare you to call him an asshole to his face."

I shrugged " Fine."

I noticed the two men beside me were as silent and serious as ever.

"Hey Lefty, why are you so... umm... like not talking?" I asked the man on my left, I wasn't sure whether my question had made sense but I wasn't really bothered because I knew he knew what I was trying to ask.

He turned his head toward me, wearing a similar smirk to Phil's.

"Because your so loud." Came his oh-so-ever 'smart-ass' reply.

"I'm not loud! You think this is loud? I'll show you loud," I sucked in a breath " CHHHH-IIIII-CKENN!!!"

The man on my right sniggered "Chicken?"

"Well. That is what I said," I then adressed the attention of all three men "Now I dare you to tell me that that wasn't loud."

They each looked thoughtful for a moment "It was pretty loud." Phil agreed and after another moment the other two did aswell.