Criminal Minds-Harry Styles

Chapter One

I glanced at my watch and gasped.

I'm late!

I quickly put my heels on and looked myself in the mirror.I way too fancy for a job interview and it isn't exactly a great job,but I want to dress to impress.

I quickly ran out of my tiny apartment and run all the way down the staircase,since there's no elevator I have no choice.There's a black van parked near the other cars.I never noticed it here before.I decide to kind my own business and shrug it off.

I call a cab and tell them where I'm heading to.I climb in and take a deep breath.I need to relax,and for the first time in five years,I sit back,take a deep breath and I relax.The past five years were the toughest years for me.My parents' death was reason those tears were so tough.I close my eyes at the memory.Sometimes I sit and wonder why I didn't die too.It would be easier for me.I wouldn't be living with my aunt.I wouldn't be scrubbing and cleaning 24/7.I would be close to them.We would be together.I've thought of killing myself many times.I almost strangled myself two months after my parents' death.I was so close.I still have the mark.I always wear necklaces to cover it up.It's too ugly to be disposed.

The cab comes to a stop,so I'm guessing I have arrived my destination.I pay and thank him and exit the cab.I close my eyes and take a deep breath.I have to get this job.I need it.

As I am walking towards the restaurant I notice the same black van parked in the lot.It's weird.They're exactly identical.Maybe I'm just paranoid.

I walk over to the front door and I step into the restaurant.I can smell pasta and meatballs already.

"How may I help you?"a male with a deep voice asks me.I turn around and see an Italian looking guy smiling down at me.He's a good foot and a half taller than me,and I'm wearing heels.

"Oh yes.I'm here for a um...job interview with Mr Garcia."I nervously reply.

"Oh yes...follow me."he said walking towards a narrow hallway.I quickly followed closely behind him.He stopped in front of a wooden door and knocked.

"Yes?"I heard a deep voice speak.

"Mr Garcia,there's a young lady here that is waiting to be interviewed by you sir."The man said.I took a deep breath and closed my eyes trying to relax a little.This is my first job interview and I cannot mess this up.

"Ah yes.Tell her to come in."the voice spoke again.The man opened the door for me and gestured for me to enter.I nodded and went in.There was a man with long salt and pepper hair and a shaved face sitting in a chair.He was busy writing something on a piece of paper.I stood in front of his big desk not knowing what to do.He looked up at me and smiled.His teeth were straight and white.I smiled back at him and I lightly cleared my throat.

"Please take a sit my dear."He said and I nodded at him and took a seat.He was staring at me with dark eyes.I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and looked down at my lap.His staring is uncomfortable.

"So....your name is?"he asked.He had a thick accent.He definitely isn't an American.He's probably Italian.

"Elena,Elena Mondlane."I answered confidently.

"Mhm...I see.So I'll ask you a few questions and you answer si?"he asked me.

"Yes."I replied.

"Okay,so have you ever worked as a waitress before?"He asks me,his eyes not leaving mine for a second.

"I-uhm...no."I softly reply.I really hope my inexperience doesn't affect my interview.

"No?Well,so you are inexperienced."he says to me.

"Yes."I shyly reply.I feel embarrassed and humiliated for an unknown reason.

"So then I cannot accept you.My restaurant had the most professional chefs and workers.They are all trained and experienced.You wouldn't fit in my dear."He says to me and I feel my cheeks flush.I swallow the lump in my throat and I blink a few times to avoid the tears to spill over.

"But,"he says standing from his big leather chair,"Of course we can always fix this problem."he smirks at me.

"How?"I ask him.

"Well,you are a very sexy woman and the male customers would like it very much.All you have to do is very simple.I can see that you are desperate for this job,I see it in your eyes.What are you willing to do to get it?"He is standing at the back of me now.His words have no good intentions at all.

"Anything I can."I reply looking down at my lap.

"Oh really,good because I have many plans.I want you to let me please you señorita.I want to have fun with your delicate body."he darkly said to me.I swallowed hard.He wants me to sell my body to him to get this job.

"What do you think?"he asks me.His hand is caressing my neck.His hands are going lower and lower.They are cupping my breasts now.

"No!"I sternly reply.

"Oh come on linda don't disappoint papi...you know you want this."he said lightly squeezing my breasts.I lowered my head and I bit his thumb,hard.He cried in pain and I took this opportunity to run.Unfortunately I was unsuccessful.He caught my arm and pulled me down so I was on the floor.He climbed on top of me and slapped me right across the face,twice.I felt my cheeks burn.

"Now you know that you can never hurt me!"he said angrily though gritted teeth.His hands roamed my body once again.I felt disgusted.I raised my hand and I balled my fist.My fist connected with his eye and he immediately climbed off me.I grabbed my purse and I ran out of the office,out of the restaurant and I ran up the street.

"You filthy little whore!You will pay for this!"I heard him yell,but I didn't stop running.I ran and ran until my legs couldn't carry me any longer.I stopped and I sat down on the pavement.My feet were killing me.I just ran in heels.I took them off and I rubbed my feet.They were aching like Hell.

I looked around the area I was currently in and I took in my surroundings.I was in a different neighborhood.There were African-Americans everywhere.There was loud music and shattered beer bottles on the streets.

I am long away from home.

I put my heels back on and I began walking to where I came from.I walked for a little while and as I was walking I noticed a black van following me.It's the same black van that was parked under my apartment and the same one that was parked in the restaurant.

I look to my left and I notice that it came to a stop.I look around and I notice that there's no one around.I do the wisest thing I can at the moment.I run.

I run for about five minutes until I feel a strong arm wrap around my waist and a cloth covering my mouth and nose.I inhale the smell and all of a sudden I feel dizzy.I inhale it the second time and I lose all senses.

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