Girlfriend to a Baby

Strangers

That's Adamson's car, its a Lycan Hypersport. World's third most expensive car.
Daddy's rich :P

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This was probably the best sleep I've had in a while after the exams bar the headache I was experiencing. With my eyes still closed I stretched my arms as far as I could along with the yawn I let out. Rubbing my eyes, I cracked my left eye open just to close it again and then opening both of them trying to adjust to the sunlight that was falling on my bed. I was feeli-

Wait, my curtains are too thick to let the sunlight in. I shot up, glancing all around the unfamiliar room for any immediate danger. Finding none I let out a sigh as all memories from last night crashed but still left me clueless as to how I got into this bed. I found a pack of paracetamol on the table beside the bed. Quickly draining the water in the glass with a tablet, I slid off the bed heading for the door.

I was out in a short hallway with the room at a dead end. Walking towards the corridor, seemed I approached a living room of a sort with couches and sofas. I would've easily mistaken it for someone's house if the bar stools and the stage weren't there. I wanted out of this place, though it was the comfiest and coziest public place I'd ever seen I didn't want to meet anyone who'd remind me of who-knows-what I did last night.

And just as if on cue, a man entered the place with a ding of the door,

Actually it wasn't just him, behind him came a whole bunch of sweaty, huge-built males covered in ink at various places.
"Like what you see, apple pie?" A rough but smug voice spoke breaking my train of thoughts.

I made eye contact with the person who was right behind the first one who entered. He was in a black wife beater with tattoos peeking out of the borders. I looked up to see a big ass smirk on his handsome face as he caught me checking him out again. I quickly lowered my gaze.

He's good isn't he?

I face palmed myself at the stupidity of my conscience.

"Now now, no need to hide that beautiful blush, ok?" Said a voice that sounds familiar. I brought my gaze back up to look at the source but instead found two young men emerging from within the crowd. Both of them were there last night! Yes, I saw both of them last night . I guess the black haired one was called Jo and the bondie was unknown to me.

"I met you both yesterday" I said , unsure of my conclusion I added , "Didn't I?". Both of them with their smug faces strolled towards me. I instinctively stepped back speaking up , "What do you want?"

They just chuckled, blondie spoke up, "That's a very hard question to answer girl, are you sure you wanna know the answer to it?" . I gulped audibly and nodded slowly. The "Jo"-guy spoke this time, "It's not us who wants it, our leader wants you babygirl" he finished with a nod towards the men.

I got goosebumps all over my body at the tone he spoke. His bone-chilling voice screams of power. I flinched when suddenly one of the man from the crowd gripped my arm pulling me out of the door. I winced at his grip and tried pulling my hand back, but to no avail. I punched and kicked wherever I could but he just wouldn't let go. That's when I started screaming! I was not having it. "HELP! PLEASE SOMEONE! HE-MMMM.." he covered my mouth with his other hand. And I completely lost it. I bit his hand as hard as I could, he shrieked but I didn't remove my teeth until I tasted blood. Unfortunately before I could move back he slapped me, that sent my head to the side. He lost his grip on me causing me to plop down on the ground.

The two guys came beside me helping me up as I held my now reddening cheek. I was going to speak but someone did before me, "The hell is going on here?!" His voice boomed throughout the building. And I seemed to recognise the possessive tone. I turned to see a man dressed formally in a suit.

"Nothing someone had the guts to slap her" blondie said.

Jo started "Adamson, shouldn't you be at The House right now-"

"Erik, me being anywhere isn't your concern at the moment don't you think?! I told you to bring her to me without a scratch if you remember!"

All of the drama really gave me a headache and the fact that I just woke up to this nonsense is just killing me. Unsure of what to do I did my thing, I spoke up "Excuse me, I don't know what's going on but I'll truly appreciate it if y'all let me leave first, I think you all have got the wrong person here, okay?"

The mysterious man turned to me and oh god I pissed my pants. He looked so damn angry and annoyed with that scowl on his face. I unintentionally stepped back. "Come with me" he said. I frowned at his command and questioned "Wh-why would I?" I didn't realise until I finished that I was stuttering. He kept glaring at me but spoke to the others "Bring her to the car" and walked out mumbling something along the lines of disciplining someone.

Well mister you are the one who needs to get disciplined first actually, I said internally.

The other's nodded but only "Erik" came in front if me. And turns out blondie is Jo, not him. He spoke as if talking to a 3 year old, "Look, either way you have to go to him. Why not the easy way then right? C'mon" he raised his hand to take mine, I hesitantly put my hand in his and followed him out to a car waiting for us outside. It was good. And I mean really good. I have little to no knowledge about cars or automobiles but this one looked expensive.

I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw that same person in the driver's seat. I did not want to get in the car, not with a stranger. That's when I realised I don't have to do what they say, I'm an adult so I can easily just say "fuck off" on their face and go back to my life, not literally though. "I don't have to do this!" I said.

"What?!" Erik said, confused. Even the one in the car turned to look at me. I replied " I am an adult so I don't need any supervisor and can speak for myself, so all I wanted to say is thanks for helping me back there. And I'm leaving. Good bye" I turned to walk away when Erik pulled me back by my wrist looking at me like crazy with wide eyes, "What do you think you are doing?! Get in the fucking car". "No! I won't. Let go, Erik" I tried loosening his grip but he pushed me towards the car. I stumbled on my heels and fell back.

Thank goodness the door was open, I just hit my head a little and sat down in the car seat. I sighed in relief which sadly was short living as the man pulled me inside completely and shut the door. I banged my fists on the tinted window and asked Erik to help me out but he didn't. Son of a bitch. 'He' strapped me in the seat and drove off. Minutes had passed and the silence was so uncomfortable now. I glanced at him just to turn back again when I saw him turning to me. "You were such a good girl yesterday, what happened to that little girl?" He spoke gently, sounding sad at something.

"Excuse me, sir!! Who are you calling a little girl? Clearly not me , I already told yo-"

"Don't talk back! Damn it!" He said dangerously low. And the only reason why I stopped talking was after seeing his knuckles go white as he was holding the steering wheel too tightly. I was too scared to speak afterwards. I stayed silent for the rest of the ride and looked outside the window.

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