Bossman

Chapter 3

"Come on, wake up, Love". As soon as I opened my eyes they were glued on the house we were in front of. I couldn't believe what I saw was real. It was beautiful, stunning. It was 4 stories, and I could see a handful of windows. At least 5. It had lights around it, pointed up at the door, telling me that whoever this place belongs to wants to flaunt it. It was clean cut, dark colors. It had a 'brick house' vibe to it without any bricks. It definitely wasn't old, pretty recent. I could tell by the sleek gray paint. It somehow gave it a modern feel. It was quite extravagant. There wasn't really a driveway, more like a lot leading to the massive garage. My attention was cut off by Josh opening his door and holding his hand out for me. I didn't take it. Once I stepped out of the car, it just seemed to get even more stunning. I'm sure my mouth was open. I looked around, and I saw the massive acreage surrounding the house. They must not have neighbors for miles, at least. The more I saw, the more of a creepy vibe it gave me. This extravagant home, surrounded by land. Seems like it's trying to be hidden. Or hide something inside. It's enough to give me the chills. I brought my arms up and crossed them. "Come on, He told me to show you around while we wait for him." "Who's he? Bossman? Is he here?".He sorta gave me a little shove, telling me to move on in front of him. I figured it was in case I decided to run. Even if I did, I wouldn't get far. With all of this land, he was bound to catch me. I might as well go with him, to pass time if anything else. I'm sure the cops are looking for me and stuff. Just go with it a little longer, Cass.
Once we got to the front door, he reached in front of me and opened the door. My mouth almost dropped at the sight. My eyes immediately went to the chandelier hanging above a room full of couches and chairs. Because of all of the furniture, I didn't piece  together that that must be the living room. It seemed too much. About 20 feet behind all of the couches was a stairway. There were multiple hallways leading from the room that got bigger the more I looked around.
A few people walked into the room we entered and widened their eyes. "Guys, she's here!" One of them yelled through the house. People, mostly just a handful of girls, came piling in. "Everyone, don't crowd around." Josh said standing in front of me. They all looked at me like I was being watched at an exhibit.
    "W-Who lives here?" Was all I managed to say. "Let me introduce you. Guys?" A few people stepped up from the gaggle of others. A few of the girls looked scared. And then others looked as happy as can be. All of the men looked as intimidating as Josh. Just as smug and beautiful.
"I'm Daniel, and this is Elizabeth. Pleasure to meet you" One of the men said, with a girl who didn't seem much older than me at his side. She gave me a smile. I couldn't quite make it out. It almost seemed fake. He extended his hand for me to shake. I got a vibe that they were together. I looked at his hand and sorta just looked away.
"Devonte, pleasure to meet you" one said and cracked a half smile. I got a sense to stay away from him. I backed up a bit, and Josh sort of chuckled. "I don't bite, ya know.".I didn't respond.
    It was sort of a blur as a few other introduced themselves. "You'll be seeing someone soon, that I'm sure will make you happy. She lives here too." That confused me, but my mind was in way too many places to focus on it.
"What about them?" I asked pointing to the tens of people behind the ones I just sort of met. "Oh, they don't live here. They just stay here while.. well you'll find out." Josh said and ushered me to follow him. "I'm gonna show her to their room and stuff" he announced, heading to the set of stairs.
    I got more scared by every passing second. No matter how nice everything is, how nice Josh is, it still doesn't answer everything. Where am I? Who are all of these people? Who is Bossman? And what the fuck is going to happen to me.
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   We were on the second floor, we didn't pay much attention to the first. "I'm sure he will want to show you your Music room, so I'll just how you to the bedroom for now". I furrowed my eyebrows. "So I've got a bedroom?". "Well, you guys have a bedroom". "You guys?". "You and Bossman, Of course.".
   I was going to ignore that for the time being, because there's no way I'm staying in a room with 'Bossman.'. There's no fucking way I'm staying here at all. "So I don't need to explain the room, I'm sure you can figure it all out on your own. But I will show you your closet". He walked over to a door and opened it, turning a light on. He motioned for me to look. And my mouth immediately dropped. It was a massive walk in closet. Imagine the size of a smaller bathroom. There were racks of pants, shirts, everything. The shoes, they were amazing. "What if none of it fits?". Wow, Cassie. Focus on the clothes.
  "Everything In here is your size." He said walking back towards the bedroom door. "How do you know that this is all my size?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows. "Like I said. Bossman knows everything about you".
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  Josh had told me to stay here and look around, and Bossman would be here soon. He told me I'll get all of my answers then. So I decided to go with it. What else am I going to do. Jump out of the second floor window and escape through all of that land? Yeah, that's what I thought.
  He was right, though. The shoes were all my size, and they all fit my style. One pair caught my eye, it was a pair of boots. But I could have sworn I had been looking at them the other day. The clothes were all my size, and once again, I loved and would wear all of them. This place was screaming money. All of these clothes must have been fucking expensive. Just walking through the halls, I could see how expensive everything is. I sighed and closed the closet door.
  I turned to look at the room. It was huge. It had what looked like a queen bed against the wall. And it was even a bit much. The bed spread was fancy. Everything was, really. But with every thing I looked at, it started to get a little weird. There was a wall with my name on it. A 'memory wall'. It had posters of my favorite bands. Landmark post cards that I wanted to see. Slots for pictures. Pretty border. Only problem? I thought of this about a month ago. And I hadn't told anyone. I had this idea in my phone. Either they can magically think up the exact same room decorations as me, or they've been inside my phone. Either way, I don't like or. And now I knew that I needed to get out of here.
   I started to panic, covering my face with my hands. I looked around, turning quickly. I ran over to the window, looking around it. I tried as hard as I could to open it. But it must have been sealed shut. "Fuck" I muttered and turned around. I started pacing. "What the fuck is going on?" I whisper-yelled.
   "Ah, Finally. Your here, Love". I stopped cold in my spot. I knew that voice. It couldn't be. It couldn't possibly be him. But that voice, that voice is.. I started to turn around slowly. And once I was facing the person at the door, my heart stopped. I can't imagine the expression on my face, but it must have been different. "I missed you, Cass". "Holy..Shit".