Modella

Chapter Fifteen 20 Questions

I was in the room for a few hours. I had dedicated a large amount of time to cry and feel bad for myself and worry about Ashlee. After the tears stopped coming and the sobs became fewer I was able to get up from the dark corner that I had been crouched in and try to come up with a plan to escape.

I had to find Ashlee, I couldn't leave without her. But even if I could find her what could I do? I wasn't strong and there wasn't any weapons I could get my hands on. As I walked around the room looking for a loose brick or something to protect myself with I stepped in the blood of the dead black wolf that had been left in the room with me.

I was hovering over the large black wolf when the door behind me opened soundlessly, I didn't hear the figure as it creeped up behind me. It wasn't until I saw the shadow on the ground in front of me that I realized someone was standing behind me. I jumped in alarm and moved quickly to the wall to my right.

He looked to be in his late twenties. He had black hair that was cut short. He was wearing a black Harley Davidson shirt that the sleeves had been ripped off of exposing tattoos that ran along his neck and chest to his shoulders and all the way down his very defined muscly arms. His tall frame stood still in front of me. His yellow eyes watched me...yellow eyes I recognized.

"Hello Sasha." He said in a deep voice. His voice was familiar.

"Who are you?" I blurted out. I knew... but I had to ask.

"Dominik" He answered. I stared at him. Dominik, the yellow eyed man that has been stalking me. Dominik, the man who killed Ty. Dominik, who 'already claimed me' according to my captors. As if sensing my thoughts he looked away for a moment.

"Soon we will be at Modella Market. You will be going with me and your friend will be staying with the Boss." He said it quickly in an commanding voice. His eyes went back to stare at me. "Im telling you this so you're prepared and don't do anything stupid when you two are separated."

"What is he going to do with her?" I asked my voice breaking. I couldn't help the tears that began to cloud my vision as I struggled to keep from crying. The lump in my throat threatening to break all concentration I had to remain level headed. I didn't want to be taken anywhere besides home. His eyebrow lifted and he wore a puzzled expression before it was quickly changed back to serious.

"Don't worry about her. She is better off with the Boss than anyone else she would have auctioned off to. She will be safe."

"And what about me?" I asked bravely as I quickly wiped a tear that quickly ran down my cheek. "Will I be safe?" A small smirk almost threatened his serious facade.

"You will be safe. More than you have ever been in your life Sasha." His tone was brutish and serious, although the whole statement sounded like a promise. But how could I know he wasn't lying?

"Please just let me and my cousin go home." I pleaded. He cocked his head to the side.

"You two are related?" He asked curiously. I bit my lip unsure if I shouldn't have said that and let them think we were just friends. "And the dead one? You two related as well?" He asked.

Fat one, dead one.. She had a name. Bethany had a life and it was all now just hitting me that she wasn't alive. That she wasn't at home binge watching some TV show that she could talk about for hours to me at school. Beth was dead in the forest with her body getting cold and her mom in my house unaware of the tragedy as she cooked dinner for the three of us.

I wasn't kind to her the past few days. And her death was on me. I shouldn't have made everyone go to the woods to search for the killer that was now standing in front of me.