Into the Unknown

Prologue

Aileen Johnson made a big mistake. She became friends with Rory Gordon. It's his fault that she's in this mess now!

She and Rory had been friends since...well forever. He had always been there for her, like when her parents died and she was forced to move with her aunt. And she had always been there for him, like when he came out as gay to his parents and they threw him out.

Now they were living together in a small apartment in the ouskirts of town.

Aileen knew Rory very well. She knew for example that he was reckless and made stupid desisions when he was drunk. Which is exactly the reason she walked into that BDSM club at 2am on a saturday. She only wanted to prevent her friend from doing something he'd regret in the morning.

The club inside was dark and there was smoke everywhere. Colorful lights were flaring around, illuminating the people dancing and drinking. Aileen noticed that lots of them were wearing few clothing, and that was leather. Wow, lots of leather.

Dammit Rory, why do you have to get yourself in trouble all the time?, she thought, while walking around trying to spot him through all that smoke and the people grinding against each other.

And why did she always have to come rescue him from his stupid decisions? Ah yes right, he was her best friend. Her responsibility. Ugh. She hated responsibilities.

Finally, she spots him talking to this huge dude with a beard. If by talking, you mean basically straddling his lap.

"Oh for fuck's sake!", she exclaims as she walks up to them and yanks Rory of the dude's lap.
"What the hell Rory?", she yells at her obviously drunk off his ass friend. "You promised you wouldn't drink much! You're lucky your GPS is on"

"Aileen, h-hii", he slurrs. "This is Derek", he points to the dude who had been silently watching them with a smirk.
"Of course", she smiles fakely and grabs Rory's hand. "Sorry Derek but we're leaving"
"Oh I don't think so", Derek smiles lightly. This Derek dude is annoying me, she thought, right when he gets up and she's turning for the exit.

"Hey, hey what's going on here?", a deep, gravely voice says as she bumbs into a firm torso. Fuck, she thinks as she looks up, now there's two of them.

This guy is taller than Derek, with wide soulders and a strong jawline. From what she can tell, because it's dark, his hair is a dirty blonde color, resembling her own and his eyes are a deep blue. She would think he was hot, if it wasn't for that asshole-ish smirk on his face, that ruined it for her.

"Well, Vincent, it appears that our two subs are trying to leave", Derek says lightly. Well fuck you too Derek.
"And why would you wanna do that?", the guy, Vincent apparently, says, his smile growing bigger.

"Look, he's drunk and I came to get him, which I'm probably never doing again", she glares at Rory, who probably has no idea what's going on, "so if you would just move aside." Vincent only smiles and steps closer to her. Okay, this guy is really pissing her off.

"If you don't move aside, I'll kick your balls so hard, they'll turn into a fucking pussy!", she exclaims angrily.
"Ohh, fiesty", he smirks, grabbing her arm. "I like that- OHH" he yells when Aileen kicks him hard in the shin and walks away, dragging Rory with her.

"You'll regret this!", he yells at her. "I've got my eyes on you and I always get what I want!"
"Yeah, yeah", Aileen says, smirking as she walks out to the fresh air and puts Rory in her car.
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1 week later

Rory was missing. Again. I mean for the love of God! And this time his GPS was closed. Great. She had searched for him at all the places he hung out, even went back to the club, but they were closed.
"I swear next time, he can get raped for all I care!", she huffs. Wait, what? She shook the thoughts from her head and continued searching.

Suddenly, Smells like teen spirit by Nirvana started playing on her phone. It was Rory. She immediatly picked up.
"Rory, you fucking idiot, where the hell are you?", she yells.

"Well, nice to hear from you again, Aileen", a deep voice answers her. It was Vincent. Fuck, she thought.
"Where is Rory?", she asks calmly.
"He's ok, don't worry", he answers. "But if you want him back safe, you're gonna have to do me a favour".

"Well, what is it?", she asks impatiently when he doesn't elaborate.
"You're gonna have to become my submissive". Her eyes widened. "You do that, and he'll be sent back safe and sound"
"You son of a b-"
"I told you I always get what I want". She could practically hear the smirk on his face.
"Come meet me at 221, Madams Street in an hour".

She hung up and sat down, her face on her arms. "What am I gonna do now?"
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A/N: okay so this is the prologue and there is a shitstorm coming hell yeah! Vote and comment if you enjoyed, I really appreciate it and also tell me what you thought!
Until the next chapter folks!