The Accidental Runaway

Chapter 1; Okay so where am I?

Melanie's P.O.V:

I come to on this stage, my heart beating out of my chest. I put a hand on my aching head as I think I myself, 'Where am I?'
I look up to see this man, behind this tall desk... podium, he's shouting out stuff, "We have ourself this young healthy 16 year old hardworking human girl. She's very smart, she knows a lot about Human history, math, and all of the other subjects. And she's a virgin. Lets start the bidding at a mere 50. Do I hear 50?"
Then it hits me, I'm being auctioned. I go pale at that realization.
I hear people shouting numbers, and before I can blink, it's up to 450.
I look around frantically for Miles, who I don't see.
A tear escapes from my eye, but I wipe it away, trying to spot Miles.
I open my mouth to shout his name, but nothing comes out. Great! I'm mute and I'm being Auctioned.
"SOLD!!" I hear the Auctioneer yell. As soon as he yells that, he takes this stamp looking thing, and he presses it down on my arm. I bite my tongue, trying not to show that I'm in pain. I look down on my arm at the number, '60211
Right before the bidder comes up onto the stage, I look up at the auctioneer, and he half smiles at me and he winks, is he on my side?
The bidder comes up onto the stage, it's a guy, probably no older than 19 years old. He has a lot of freckles, very light grey eyes, muddy brown hair, and he's probably 6'.
He offers his hand to help me up. I put my hand in his, and he helps me up.
"My name is Aaron, and you are?" He says to me very sweetly.
I point to my neck, and I open my mouth, trying to tell him I can't speak.
"Oh, lost your voice. Don't worry it'll wear off." He says to me with this big grin on his face. "Come on, lets go."
He takes my hand, in a leading sort of way.
He takes me to this GIANT house........ No actually it's more like a mansion. It's black with almost invisible black shutters.
My heart is beating outta my chest, and I accidentally yell frightenedly, "WHERE'S MILES?" Apparently my voice is back.
Aaron looks at me confused, "Who?" He asks.
I calm myself down, "Miles, he's my friend."
Aaron looks at me like 'Who?'. Now a bit angry I half say half shout, "Miles!!! He's my best friend who came here with me!! He pretty much my boyfriend!! He has golden eyes, and has dark black hair!! "
Tears start to escape from my eyes as I say that.
Aaron must notice, because he embraces me in a hug saying, "If it makes you feel any better, I'll help you find him."
As soon as he spits out that last word, this lady come charging out of the door, "So this is the new Slave... I have to say, it's not as pretty as the last one." She says as she walks up to me.
She pokes my arm, "Very skinny, but it'll have to do... For now. Now get to WORK!!" She shouts before walking back into the house.
Aaron leads me inside, "Sorry about my mother. She's a bit strict. Well, I best show you around."
He takes my hand, leading me into the house, it seems bigger on the inside.
I quietly say to Aaron, "By the way, my name is Melanie."
Aaron smiles, "Melanie, that's a pretty name."
I roll my eyes at him, and we stop at a door, "Well, this is my room," we walk a little farther, "This is your room."
He opens a door, and I look into this small room; a single bed in one corner, an itsy-bitsy closet, and these plain white walls.
Aaron points to the closet, "There's some clothes in there already. I'm gonna go downstairs, I'll be back."
He leaves, closing the door behind him. As soon as he's gone, I belly flop onto the bed, put my head on the pillow, and I just scream into it.
I sit back up, and I take a deep breath, calming myself down. Screaming into the pillow felt good.
I see this phrase above the door; 'There are only two rules: 1. Never fall in love with you Owner. 2. ALWAYS listen to your Owner.'
I sigh, and I get up walking over to the closet. I open it to see what's in it. Black and white is all I see when I look in it.
I close the closet door, and I exit my room. I decide to explore the house.
I walk down a white wall hallway, on my way, I pass several rooms, and two bathrooms.
I turn around at the end of the hallway, and I walk towards the stairs. I cautiously walk down them. Hoping they don't creak underneath my feet.
I stop at the last step, listening to Aaron's conversation with his mom.
"How much you pay for it?" She asks him. Apparently I'm considered an 'It' to her. But then again, the feeling is mutual.
"Only 450." He says quietly.
"Cheap. That's good. But, why that one?" She asks pretty much disgusted.
I see him shrug his shoulders, "I don't know, I just felt something when I saw her.
His Mom looks quite mad when he says that, "You know what the Law is. You CAN'T fall in love with it!"
He says, "Her, and yeah, I know that."
I run back up into my room, and I close the door behind me.
I sit down in the middle of the floor, "What am I gonna do?" I ask myself out loud.
I lay down on my back, trying to think of something. While on my back, I see marks on the wall, mostly hidden by the pillows. I get up, and I move the pillows. I see names and numbers carved into the wall;
1. Danielle - age 15 : 2002-2004 ~ #13632
2. Harper - age 6 : 2004-2006 ~ #25294
3. Lindsay - age 20 : 2006-2008 ~ #34123
4. Giovanna - age 28 : 2008-2010 ~ #41856
5. Sasha age 11 : 2010-2012 ~ #53859
6.
That's all on the list, I turn my head to see if anyone is watching, and I take the x-acto knife from the post on the bed. I carve 'Melanie - age 16 : 2013- #60211' next to the '6', and I put a '7.' on the next line, for the next poor unfortunate soul.
I put the knife back, and I put the pillows back in their original position.
'I'm number 6.' I think to myself.
I hear footsteps outside my door, and it opens. Aaron's mom comes in, with a leather whip in her hands.
She whips my side, and I howl with pain.
"DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO GET TO WORK?" She screams at me.
To terrified to speak, I nod my head.
"Then get a move on!!" She says before storming out of the room.
I get up, walk out of the room, and I go down the stairs. My side is burning, as I walk into the kitchen. I stop when I see this list on the fridge, it's a to-do list.
1. Water the garden
2. Do the laundry
3. Feed the Hellhound
4. Take out the trash
I take the list off of the fridge, and I pick up the watering can beside the fridge. I put the list into my pocket, and I head outside to water the plants. "Water the garden?" I say to myself, "It's freakin winter incase nobody's noticed!!"
After I do that, I walk back in the kitchen, setting the can back where I found it.
I take the listing of my pocket, and I look over it again, "Do the laundry." I say to myself.
I walk to the laundry room, putting the list back into my pocket. I open the dryer door, and I fold the clothes, and I throw them into the basket. Then I put the clothes in the washer into the dryer. I whack the button, turning on the dryer.
I look over into the corner of the room, seeing a food and water bowl. I put two cups of food into the food bowl, and I put fresh water in the water bowl.
Luckily the trash is in the other corner of the room.
I pick it up, and I open the door, putting the trash into the dumpster. I let the lid slam shut, and I walk back inside.
I quickly run up the stairs, and I fling myself onto my bed. I bury my face into the pillow, only to get whipped about 5 times in the back. I can feel it shred a bit of my sweatshirt.
I scream in pain, "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" I ask The mother.
She whips me another 2 times in the jaw before saying, "One for back talking me, and Two for taking a break without asking me first."
I rub my jaw, and I say sarcastically, "So sorry Your Majesty."
She whips my jaw again, and then leaves.
Okay! Now, that stings!!
I get up, and I examine my jaw in the mirror, it's red as can be.
Aaron comes in the room, and looks at me in shock.
"What happened?" He asks me.
I sit back down on the bed, and I glare at him, "Why are you so nice? You should be like your mother, but your not! Why?" I ask him, my jaw burning.
He looks at me like 'Whoa'. "Look," he says, "I'm not like my mom, only because I don't think the Auction is Morally right."
I roll my eyes at him, "Whatever. Now go away!" I say pointing at the door.
He stands in the doorway, "I just want to find Miles and go home!" I say about to cry.
He sits down on the bed next to me, pulls me into a hug, so my head in on his chest and his chin is on the top of my head.
"I know. Please don't cry." He says to me, before kissing my right cheek, "Please don't tell my mother about that. She would kill me, then throw me in prison."
I move my head to look at him, "I won't I promise. My jaw and back still hurt. Your mom has KILLER aim."
He kisses my jaw, then pulls away. He gets up, and says, "I'll be back. Try not to cross mum."
He leaves, and I'm just sitting here, dumbstruck.
Oh my gosh! He likes me. But, that's against the number one rule. If his mom finds out, she'll kill us both.
I go back downstairs, to see Aaron and his mom sitting at the table.
"It's about time you came down here." She says to me impatiently, "You know how to cook, right?"
I shake my head, "No ma'am." Actually I do know how, I just would never cook for her.
She gets up, and slaps me, "You spoiled child!"
Aaron gets up, and puts a hand on her shoulder, "Mom, she's new. I'll make dinner."
She looks at me disgusted, "Fine. But it doesn't get any."
I quickly retreat to my bedroom. I scream in my mind, 'MILES WHERE ARE YOU?'

Aaron's P.O.V:

After I make dinner, I go upstairs to check on Melanie. She's asleep on her bed, and her eyes look bloodshot from crying. Poor thing.
I wipe the tears from her eyes, and I softly kiss her lips, and I cover her with a white cotton blanket before leaving.