Ellie's POV
I walk down the long corridor leading to the one place we dread, the murder room. As l enter with the guard behind me, yanking the ropes on my wrists, the smell of death fills the air; causing me to gag. Why did you have to be so stupid, Ellie? Why couldn't you just shut up when you had the chance? Look where your arguing got you, the murder chamber! way to go. My subconscious reminds me, in return l grit my teeth together.
The guard continues to push me into the large room full of bodies. Bodies that could have been here for weeks, months, years even and the smell grows worse as l walk further into the room. The room is stone, all the way around with a large black door at the other side, and standing by that black door is the one and only Luke Hemmings. With his blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes, he's nothing less than perfection. He runs the corporation, taking all the poor who have talked back, took food because they were starving, or anything that doesn't even matter and killing them. I was in hiding for a long time, that was until l could no longer feed myself.
I went to look for food around midnight, when I was grabbed by a guard who kept touching me and saying he hasn't seen such a beautiful girl in a long time, he said he needed something from me and if I gave it to him he wouldn't mention anything to Luke. Being foolish and starving I instantly agreed, that was until he told me that he wanted me to touch him and told me to strip.
When I refused he immediately arrested me and took my to a holding cell, where I am to wait for my death. Nothing can save me and I have accepted that, I would much rather die a quick death than starve to death anyway.
When we reach Luke, his look is emotionless. He's just looking at me, no emotion in his eyes what so ever. He gives the guard a small nod before calling somebody from out side the door. A boy who looks in his twenties steps in, he had brown hair and hazel eyes, he is beautiful. He's not like Luke however, he's beautiful in his own way. He looks at me with what looks like sympathy but I doubt it really is, as he walks over to me taking me untying my hands and leading me through the black door he had just walked through. "If you decide to try to run, everyone around you is armed. So I suggest you don't try it." He tells me, pushing my arms down to my sides. I just nod as we continue walking.
"What's your name love?" He asks me, when I don't answer he asks again. "Love, I asked you a question" He says, through clenched teeth causing me to flinch. "El-Ellie" I stutter out. "Ellie" he repeats, "What a beautiful name, say listen Ellie has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are? Because you really are, how old are you Ellie?" He asks another question. Man does he like to ask questions. "Excuse me?" he asks. "Huh- what?" I say. " You just said something, didn't you?" he asks. "Oh uh no, no I didn't, sorry" I quickly apologize. He just continues to look at me like I'm crazy, causing me to shift uncomfortably under his stare. "Well if you didn't say anything then answer my question, please." He continues. "Okay um- I'm 17" I say, then ask "can I ask you a question?" He just smirks, " you just did love." He chuckles. Ignoring his cocky remark, I say "What's your name?" "I'm not supposed to tell you, love and Luke happens to be right behind us" he whispers the last part. I glance behind us and sure enough, there is Luke walking behind us.
My eyes flick up to meet his intense stare, before dropping back down feeling as if he could see into my soul by just looking into my eyes. I turn back around when the boy with brown hair whispers something to me so quiet I almost don't catch it. "Ashton." Hm Ashton, it fits him perfectly. I look up to meet the smile on Ashton's face which quickly turns to a frown as we approach another building. "We're almost there" he sadly remarks, and I gulp.
We are almost there, and my feet slowly drag as we walk it feels like gravity is 10x stronger. I can barley move, Ashton has grabbed my hand intertwining our fingers giving me some comfort. He reminds me of my best friend - or something I never really established what we were- Michael, oh how I miss Michael. I look up at him, giving him a small sad smile earning one in return. We enter the smaller, but still large building and I look up from the ground, instantly regretting it. The women, they are being used. All of them. A girl who looks no older than me approaches us. She is wearing what looks like strings hanging off her small petite frame. "Why hello, Ashton." She purrs, causing me to gag once again. I swallow the bile rising in my throat as I look down.
"Not now, Alyssa," is his reply. "She just got here for her trial tomorrow, and we don't need you acting like that and scaring her half to death" he says, in return the girl who I have learned as Alyssa just chuckles. "Okay, okay Ash I'll be good." She promises. But with the glare she gives me after, I can tell that what she said is not true.
As Alyssa walks away swinging her hips wildly, Ashton leads me through the room to another small one with a small bed in the corner. Hey, it's better then what I get at home. Ha! who am I kidding, I don't have a home. But when we enter, Luke enters with us making me shift awkwardly.
"Ashton, you may leave now" he says, Ashton looks over to me frowning but I manage to give him a small smile in return as he leaves the room. Luke looks up at me, his face still expressionless. "So Mrs.?" "El- Ellie, sir" I say trying to be polite and not look as scared as I am right now. "Ellie, so I've heard you decided to misbehave and talk back to one of my men, is this true?" he asks. " Ye-yes sir, but-" he cuts me off. "No but's, you decided to talk back, breaking one of the rules and now you will be punished." He speaks sternly. My breath hitches in my throat. He exits the room without another word. I plop down on the bed, laying back and closing my eyes. Drifting off to a dream of Michael.
"Ellie" I giggle as I hear Michael whine about the cookie dough I wiped on his nose. "Michael" I whine, copying his whining. I take my finger dipping it in the bowl before bringing it to my lips, tasting the sweet taste of chocolate chip cookie dough. "Hey El, could I have some?" he smirks, at me wiping the stuff off his face. I slowly nod, dipping my finger back in the bowl, bringing it to his lips. He slowly takes the dough off my finger, his eyes not leaving mine once. His tongue tickles my finger and I giggle when he gently bites down on my finger. I pull my finger from his mouth, playfully gagging and wiping it off on his shirt dramatically. My smile fades when he grabs my waist pulling me close, our faces inches apart . "Ellie," he breaths, his hands reaching up to cup my face. I look up, my brown eyes meeting his hazel-green ones. My eyes slowly closing, as we both begin to lean in. This is it Ellie, you're finally going to kiss him, the one thing you've been wanting for such a long time. I think, our lips gently brush against one anthers, as he presses harder against my lips as they move along together. After running out of breath, we slowly pull back but before I do Michael takes my bottom lip between his teeth, pulling back and letting go. I open my eyes looking up at him, a smile plastered on my face. "I love you, Ellie" he tells me, the butterflies growing in my stomach. "I love you too, Michael" I tell him.
I gasp, sitting up; tears fresh on my cheeks. It was just a dream Ellie, Michael's not here, Michael's gone.
I'm going to die, tomorrow. At least I'll be with him. Or so I thought.
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A/N Hey guys! So I hope you liked it, I promise it will get longer as it goes on but for now, WHAT DO YOU THINK? VOTE< COMMENT I WILL PROBABLY UPDATE MOSTLY ON WEEKENDS BUT ALSO DURING THE WEEK. IDK I DON'T HAVE A SET SCHEDULE
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