The Bad Boy's Girl | completed

9. Dreams and Nightmares

9. Dreams and Nightmares [ this chapter is a dream ]

I woke up feeling dizzy. I sat up and stars started to cloud my vision. I lied back down and started to embrace my surroundings.

This seems to be my room. But, how did I get in here? I don't remember how I got here, or when I fell asleep. This is some crazy, funky, voodoo shit!

I slowly got up, reaching up towards my pounding head. I stood up and walked towards my connected bathroom.

I looked in the mirror and was instantly shocked.

My hair was all elegant-like. My makeup was placed perfectly on my face. I looked down and saw that my nails were a gorgeous scarlet red.

I'm also shocked to see that my clothes are very elegant. My dress resembles a very crisp, yet gentle piece of fabric sewn together by the finest of hands.

My dress was long and pale pink with a v-neckline. The dress was long-sleeved and there were black leaves going down the arms of the dress and around the midsection. It was beautiful, to say the least. I also noticed a pair of black stilettos on the counter.

I walked over to the door and opened it. A man, definitely in his late 30s, early 40s, came and said, "Ms. Lake? They are ready for you. Please slip on your shoes, madam." He politely said. I walked back over to the bathroom and grabbed the heels and slipped them on.

I walked out of the room alongside the butler. We wandered around long hallways and down a flight of black stairs.

"Where are we going? Who wants me? Why do they want me?" I asked the butler.

"We are going to the dining hall. Mr. Penh and Mr. Walsh want you, dear. And they must tell you why they want you. I am forbidden to say a word more." He calmly said.

"Oh, well thank you for answering my questions, Mr..."

"Humphrey." He smiled and nodded his head.

Not a second later, we came into eyesight of two large, dark, European-style doors. Mr. Humphrey walked up and opened the doors allowing me access into the room.

I walk in and see three extremely handsome men. Humphrey escorted me to a spot at the dinner table.

There was a man with dirty blonde hair and bluish-green eyes. And a slightly crooked nose. He looked to be about 19. And strangely looked like Kevin.

Another had midnight black hair with piercing brown eyes. A sort of pale complexion. He seemed to be in his late 20s, early 30s.

Lastly, the most gorgeous of them all had dark black hair with a set of the most gorgeous, green eyes ever. His hair fell tousled on his head as if it was intentional. Meanwhile, he seemed to be at least 19 years old. Wait, Ryan?!

"Hello, Dear." The Kevin look-a-like grinned evilly. At that moment, I wanted to run and coward in a corner. But, I was frozen in my spot. Two of the three men got up a cornered me. "Hi, Lovely." The eldest one said.

I ducked under the table and crawled to the other side. I got up and ran for my life. I ran through the big doors and came into a hallway with many doors.

I picked a door and ran for it. It was locked.

I picked another and that was locked too.

I picked the third door and it squeaked open. It was a closet. I went to the back of the closet and noticed a little door. I tried to open it but, it seemed jammed. I shoved it back and it seemed to be a room.

Before, I got the chance to crawl in. I heard footsteps.

"Come out, little kitten." A deep voice said. I tried to calm my breathing, which worked effectively.

I heard doors being opened and closed. I closed my eyes and I felt a light touch on my arm. I quickly opened my eyes and looked to see the man with black hair.

"Hurry! They're coming." He said. I crawled in and as soon as I did. The door was thrown open. The Ryan look-a-like quickly shut the small door.

"Noah!" He looked at me, whispering. His voice was a whole different kind of sexy.

"Ryan?!" I reached in and pulled him in for a hug. Sparks were felt all over my body trailing down my spine. He looked down at me in my green eyes.

He leaned in and we shared a sweet kiss. I pulled back looking puzzled.

"Why are we here?" I asked him. He sighed, and started to explain.

Ryan and Kevin are cousins. The older man is Kevin's step-uncle and Ryan's step-dad. Mr. Walsh.

"He threatened me and I thought he was bluffing. He threatened me for my sister. That night I told you about her, he sent his goons to kill her. I just thought it was a coincidence. But he threatened to kill both of us if I didn't bring you here. I told him I couldn't do that to you. So he sedated you, and me as well. This is my fault, I'm sorry." Tears cascaded down his face, while I still had a question that needed to be answered.

"How do I know you're telling the truth?" My voice cracked, feeling a gust of worry come over me.

He grabbed a mirror off to the side and showed me my neck. I had a decent sized scar of a needle hole in my neck. I looked at Ryan's neck. I got off of his lap and moved his head to the side.

His neck was worse. He had more than 7 scars on his neck. All needle holes. I hugged him. Tightly.

"We've got to go. They will notice I'm gone soon. We have to escape." He whispered into my neck. I nodded my head.

I looked him in the eye and leaned in. Our kiss was filled with love, passion, need, and longing. But what stood out was love.

In less than two minutes, I was on my back on the floor with Ryan hovering over me. He trailed kisses down my neck to my collar. Peppering kisses on my collar, leaving a trail of hickeys.

"I love you."

As soon as I heard those words, reality hit me hard as I was awoken.

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