The Hooded Beauty

Red Mansion

We get into a taxi and Kassy blurts out this random address.
I recognise the neighbourhood as we drive through it. We have been driving for half an hour before we reach the destination. He pulls over and my jaw drops.

No one mentioned this party was at the biggest mansion I have ever seen.
The roads were filled with parked cars. The front lawn is littered with cups, bottles and toilet roll?

That last one fizzled my brain a little.

"Let's forget about Jace Nash tonight" she explains.
She pays the taxi driver and then we exit the vehicle.

Nerves begin to build as we walk the path up to the house.

There are so many people here.
The music blares.
I see shadows of dancing people in just about every room.
The door is open.
So we just walk inside.

If anything will make me forget Jace Nash, this is it.
I look around.
This house is breathtaking.
It's like a modern museum.

There's a lot of people but this house is big enough for everyone so we aren't squished together.
We try to find the kitchen. We assume that is where the drinks are.
Drunks are littered everywhere.
On the stairs. On the floors.
We try not to step on anyone.
I notice that a lot of people are exiting one area with filled drinks so I grab Kassy and pull her towards that direction.
After a few minutes of pushing through a crowd, we make it.
The kitchen is massive. Each marble countertop is filled with bottles of alcohol.
Stacks of red cups fill up a table.
Multiple kegs of beer line the other side of the kitchen.

Never in my life have I seen something quite like this.
This must have cost a bomb.

While in the kitchen I spot Parker and he whisks Kassy away so I am now on my own.

"Would you like a drink?" A guy whispers in my ear.
It scares the living hell out of me and I jump forward.
After a minute my heart rate begins to stabilise.
"Yes, please" I say while laughing at my reaction of being spooked so easily.

I get a look at the guy, he is infact very handsome.
Actually no, he's way too fucking hot to be speaking to me?
He has long black hair that is in a 'man bun' (the good type of man bun), which I have never found hot on anyone other than Jason Momoa, until now.
This dude looks identical to him.
It's strange.
He's not as muscly as Jason, but it's pretty dang close.
He hands me the drink and I take a sip of it. It's so strong.
We talk for a while, I find out his name is Willis and he is from Los Angeles. He tells me that he moved to Las Vegas because his father got a new job out here so they had to make the move. He seems like such a nice guy. But then I have the sudden urge to pee.

My bladder is now cockblocking me.

I excuse myself and try to find a bathroom.
I make my way down the hall and find one after a solid 10 minutes of searching and asking people.
I hustle in quickly once I check that it is empty and I lock the door. The music and noise of people blurs slightly but at least I can think now.
I do my business.
I wash my hands and just as I'm drying them I hear a bunch of commotion going on outside.
I open the door slightly and I see herds of people running.
I go to slam the door shut but someone's hand get in the way and rips it open.
A guy stands infront of me and I get the impression he doesn't need to pee.

I step back and he steps forward.
I feel my heart rate rise and I begin to feel my heartbeat thump into my ears when I notice a gun in his hand.
Then, I hear them.
I hear gun shots.
Too many to count.
People scream. I can hear the rushed footsteps from dozens of people as they try to leave.
But I can't leave.

"What do you want with me?" I look at him and plead.
"I want you, Kady Lincoln" he grabs me by the hair and I try to fight back but nothing.
I let out a blistering scream.
So loud my throat burns afterwards.
I hope someone will hear me so they can help me.
He shoved a hand over my mouth so forcefully, it sends me flying backwards.

He raises his other hand and I see a light reflection on the object. I lock my eyes onto the object that is held next to my face.
It's a knife.
He strokes the knife flat down my cheek.
Antagonising me with it.

The bathroom door smashes open and the guy doesn't flinch, he just looks towards the person who enters the room.
I look over.
And it's Jace Nash.
He launches himself at the knife wielding guy, dragging him away from me.
They begin to fight, I stay there, just watching.
I cannot move. I'm frozen.
Jace is ontop of him punching him hard.
He looks back at me and begins screaming.
But the words don't register with me.
I don't hear them.
I see him screaming but I can't hear them.

I shake my head and close my eyes.

"KADY WILL YOU FUCKING RUN!" Jace's voice blisters through my ears as I open my eyes.

I do what he says, I run.
I run into the only path I know. The kitchen.
As I make my way there I see bodies, just lying on the floor. The place is covered with blood.
Fighting is still happening.

This can't be happening.
How did that guy know my name?

A hand reaches out and grabs mine, I look over and connect the hand with the person.
"Come with me, I'll keep you safe"
It's Willis.
I don't protest.
I don't ask questions.
I don't reply.

I just follow him.