9 : 55 pm
locked.
in a dark room with one other person.
she has dark brown, curly hair, blue braces, tan skin, and one too many bruises.
buffy has too many bruises.
she has bruises.
"hey." the tan girl whispered to the buffy, "you know where we're at?"
"no idea. i was gonna ask you but you were knocked out." she laughed.
"are you high?" natalie asked.
"i may have gotten a little bit of drugs from him but no. i'm not high. just numb."
"him? excuse my french but, what the fuck is going on?"
"so you're finally awake?" a tall, black haired guy walked into the room, "i notice you've met my dear friend buffy."
"yo bro. i don't want any issues, so if you could just let me go-" buffy tried to stand but he hit her with his cane.
"sit down! you do this everyday." he ordered.
"geez, chill." she sat back down, "i do need to pee though. can i go to your bathroom?"
"shut up! do you know why you're here?"
"so you're finally telling us? my answer to you question is no. that leads me into my next question though. what is here?"
"a building."
"why are we here?"
"your dads have done something we didn't like."
"i don't know this bitch. how would we have the same dad?"
"i am not a bitch!" natalie spoke up.
"i'm sorry. i don't know this chick!"
"i didn't say you did! your father's owe us some money. if they don't pay it in the next 2 weeks, you two are dead."
"what'd we even do? it's not like we told them to do whatever they did to make them owe you money!"
"take the loved ones, sweetie. it's rule number one."
"is this like jail, where i can get one call? i kinda need to talk to somebody right now-"
"is it your little boyfriend? we've been keeping our eyes on him, princess. don't worry-"
"can you stop calling me these pet names? i'm fifteen and you look over 30. i'm pretty sure that's pedophilia, sir."
"i'm not trying to hit on you. don't interrupt me. as i was saying, don't you worry about him. he's pretty upset about it though."
"what do you mean?"
"i mean, he's been crying."
"bullshit. he doesn't cry."
"everybody has a breaking point, honey. i'm guessing that losing you is one of his."
"wait a damn minute. how long have i been gone?" natalie asked.
"31 days!" buffy answered, "we've been in this hell hole for 31 days! you have been drugged for 31 days! every time you woke up, you were knocked back out! we'll be dead in 14 days!"
"buffy, you're starting scare me." natalie sighed, trying not to worry.
"you and your little boyfriend act alike, buffy." the pedophile told her, "one of our high school guys told us that he's been shutting people out though."
"i call bullshit." buffy sang.
"your bullshit call is wrong."
"he's like the most social person i've met."
"when he was with you. the love of his life. his girlfriend. his soulmate. his future wife. but you're gonna be dead in 14 days if your dad doesn't bring us the money."
"i hate to be that person, but you should've said his girlfriend, the love of his life, his future wife, and then his soulmate. it's just, made me mad with the way you said it."
"you are so fucking annoying."
"my cousin says that to me all the time."
"i know."
"so are you guys just like, stalkers or something? cause if you're watching my boyfriend, and my cousin, along with me and her, that makes you stalkers. or pedophiles considering that we're all minors."
"i am not a pedophile!"
"you say that as you have two minors tied up in a blank room."
"i am not a pedophile."
"that sounds like something a pedophile would say."
"bring in the distractions. she's annoying me again." the pedophile said, walking out of the room, changing places with a tall ginger.
"what the fuck?! he's like a fucking demon! can i get the pedophile back please?"
"is it because he's a ginger?" natalie asked.
"yes."
"don't be racist."
"it's not racist. i'm not talking about his skin-"
"you being racist against his hair color."
"if that were a thing, you'd be right. but it's not, so you're wrong."
"which one of you is the annoying one?" the ginger guy asked.
"are you a pedophile too? that other pedophile guy was kinda nice. can i get him back?"
"i'm guessing you're the annoying one." he sat down next to buffy.
"so you are a pedophile? is this just a gang of pedophiles?"
"i'm just here to give you some medicines." he tried to force some random liquid into her mouth.
"is that cum?! what the fuck man! i am a minor!" buffy screamed, moving around to avoid his hand.
"it's not cum, you dumb bitch. it's-"
"don't call me a dumb bitch."
"only your friends call you that?"
"actually, give me the medicine. hopefully it'll kill me so i can get away from you pedophiles."
"if it kills you, give it to me!" natalie yelled.
"do you have no sense of sound?"
"i just want to get out of here!"
"so do i."
"i need my adhd pills sir!" natalie changed the subject.
"oh shit. me too." buffy admitted.
"we crushed it up in here." the ginger pedophile said, "just take it. i'm usually gonna be the person in here so i can tell you more later."
i don't know why, but that pedophilic ginger looked sorry for them.
"i said give it to me." buffy sighed and drank it.
"you'll get really tired really fast!" the ginger loud voice started to fade in their mind, as they were slowly starting to drift to sleep.
"i'll get you two out of here before those 14 days." the ginger guy said, leaving natalie and me in here to sleep.
bitch-
get them out now!
the fuck?
