𝐿𝑜𝓊𝒹 𝒮𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒

Chapter 8 - One Of Them

My eyes opened slowly to the moonlight that shone brightly in the room. On instinct, I felt a heated gaze on me and so I turned on my side. I was faced with green eyes that startled me and in a response of my thumping heart I threw a punch but I was caught by my wrist. "Ow, ow, ow, ok! Ok!" I whined in pain. I was released and then he went and sat down in a chair still watching me like I was prey. "Why are you watching me sleep that's weird," I mumbled but he didn't respond still watching me like a stalker. I turned my gaze back towards him "You think I'm going to Escape? I'm not jumping out the window and risking the possibility of my body shattering like glass," I said honestly but still he just sat there like a mouse. It was creepy and because I don't sleep without a little help I was going to uncomfortable the whole night.

I might as well use the bathroom to check on my wrist. When I slid out of the bed he stood up. Please, don't tell me he's going to go in the bathroom with me. I walked in quickly attempting to close the door but he stopped it with his foot and invited himself right in and closed the door like this was perfectly fine. Does he not understand personal space? I get he probably has orders to watch me like I'm his food but coming into the restroom with me is a little, actually no, It's very unsettling along with uncomfortable. "Um... I... I'm not going to escape you know. I'm mean let's be reasonable how am I going to escape? By flushing myself down the toilet?" I chuckled softly and looked at him. I caught a small smile before he went back to being stoned-faced not moving an inch. Sighing I removed my bandage seeing crimson dripping into the sink. I grab a cloth and let it soak up the hot water I ran after that I wiped the blood along with the clots off my wrist before applying the medicine I was given and bandaging it up again. I clean up the mess and flopped back on the bed. This night was going to be long and uncomfortable.

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I stared at nothing in particular. The sun shone on my face letting the heat give my skin a comfortable warmth and on the other hand, I felt a breath on my neck and hands gripping my waist tightly. This man attempted to go full commando on me when I opened the window even though I explained to him many times I just wished to get fresh air. But here I was getting breath upon. When he felt me backing up he released his death grip letting me roam around... not freely of course but still letting me have enough to where I could walk. One foot was on the stairs before I was pulled down the hall.

I shut my eyes maybe, in hope I would trip on something to delay where I was being taken to. Sadly, it never did happen even when my ankle still burned slightly they didn't fail me like I wanted. Passing about five doors maybe, even more, we stopped at one with many designs on it. He opened the door and pushed me inside shutting it tightly. I jiggled the doorknob yet I have no idea why. I knew that it was locked but I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try. "Trying wouldn't hurt huh?" I whipped my head in the direction of the voice "Woah, calm yourself. I'm not here to harm you in any way. Though I do need you to sit in this chair for me and you'll be in and out."

Eyeing him suspiciously I walked over to the chair and sat in it. What was he planning on doing? He was covered in tattoos as well as many piercings in each ear. Now that I examine this room it looked like a tattoo parlor. A needle was put in my face so I frantically jumped out of the chair

A sigh escaped his mouth before he smiled "You can either sit back down or I can restrain you to that chair and I can hurt you by piercing this needle through your legs," he spoke

"How do I know you aren't going to that do regardless? You might even brand me," I spoke through gritted teeth

"You seem to know what will happen if I report how you are not cooperating. Do you have a fear of needles? Is that why you are so... defensive?" He chuckled

I shook my head "I do not fear needles. You haven't told me what you are planning on doing with that, for all I know you could stab me in the throat,"

"I am just piercing your ear. Did he not inform you of that before he dragged you here?" He questioned leaning against the wall.

I looked at him questionably "Who that tattooed man?"

"Ace, his name is Ace." He sighed once more "Judging by how you're acting I'm guessing he didn't. Look sit down and let me piercing your fucking ear already," He was getting annoyed by me

"What do I need my ear pierced for?!"

"You and all of your goddamn questions! Just sit down and I'll tell you!" He snapped

I stood there and glared at him for a few seconds before I hesitantly walked over and sat down. I doubt I'm getting a piercing for the fun of it. So, why? "Ok," I said watching his movements.

"It's to show you are one of us. I'm was going to give you an industrial. But you irritate me so I'm giving you a helix it's faster," I sat still and let him do whatever it was he had to do. The click of the gun told me it went in as for pain I didn't really feel it. But what did he mean by one of them? Did this mean I was joining this gang or whatever the hell it was? "You are finished, clean your ear with this and if you start forming a keloid use a hundred percent tea tree oil. My work here is done,"

The door opened and Ace motioned with his head for me to follow him. "Thank you," I said before getting up. He looked shocked when I announced my gratitude but gave a crooked smile "Anytime, and be thankful I gave you a beautiful stud instead of some fake shit," I nodded. As soon as I stepped foot in the hallway the scent of food surged around my nose. But then, I remember how the food was last night. Everyone got mouth-watering food but me, I was served one piece of bread accompanied by a full glass of orange juice.

"There you are, Sabrina was just begging me to go find you. She's a bitch in heat just waiting for you to fuck her again!" A man laughed roughhousing him. Have these men no shame? Actually no, these women put up with them and act like whores so they get treated as such. I feel bad for them. I wanted to leave this place but that fear that was deep within me stopped me from doing so. And there I stood like the elephant in the room until they were done with their conversation. It was better for me if the others simply just pretended I didn't exist. I waited for what seemed like a lifetime before they stopped joking and laughing like I had all the time in the world before we went downstairs.

"Hey, bitch celebrate you get to go." I was smacked harshly on my back making me crash into the wall. Fucking asshole. Next, a hand clasped against my throat "Don't think I don't know what goes in the head of yours. Say anything," his grip got tighter "Do anything" I couldn't breathe "imply anything" my eyes were watering "And I'll kill you right where you stand, understand bitch?" I nodded... I think. "Good," He released me letting me hit the floor while gasping for air. Why don't they just kill me and get it over with...

I felt a group of petite hands help lift me off the ground. "Are you ok?" I heard one of them ask. Scared to respond I just simply nodded and cleared my throat. He smirked and walked away leaving me in the arms of these ladies. "There is a car waiting for you outside but first you have to wear this blindfold. Good luck," one of them smiled patting me gently on the shoulder.

I smiled back and followed Ace outside to the driveway. As the girl said I had to wear a blasted blindfold. The ride felt like I was on a roller coaster the driver made dangerous sharp turns and drove extremely fast. One turn had my face smacked into the window but other than that I guess I can consider myself alright. Since the ride was so long I didn't realize that I was home.

The sack was removed and I was taken out of the car. I expected Ace to be right behind me but he stayed in the car. Was this their way of letting me know I'm free for now? Considering they sped off I'm guessing that was a yes. Wait! They still had my phone and... I felt my earlobes. My earrings! Dammit! I stomped up to the door and dug in my pajama pockets and guess what? That's right! You guessed correctly! I didn't have my house keys either how fantastic! I had no way of contacting anyone I was stuck here left in the hot windy air.