Saved by a mistake

Chapter 2

I hear voices around me. Somewhat angry voices. I keep my eyes closed and keep as still as possible whilst trying to get my bearings. I feel like im on a lumpy mattress and my body feels bruised. Not too bad, ive had worse. I try to move slightly to get in a more comfortable position but that causes a moan to escape my lips. The talking dies down. Shit, now they know im awake and i dont have a plan yet. Might as well open my eyes. I blink rapidly as the bright light blinds me momentarily. Who has lights so bright, seems to be the most logical thing i can think of. Great Alex, that sort of thinking is how your going to get out of here. Sigh.

I look around at the large open space around me. It looks like a living room, with a high ceiling and large plasma screen on the far wall, as well as several large sofas around the room and a coffee table in the centre. Wow, this place is big. I look around to see about 8 pairs of eyes looking at me. Great, not awkward at all. Man these guys got some serious muscles, huh, doesnt look like ill be able to fight my way out of here. The guy closest towards me, with blonde hair and blue eyes, he seems to be about 6 foot and medium build, captures my attention when he smiles at me "good morning". I give him the 'you fucking kidnap me and wish me good morning, what the fuck is the matter with you' look which only seems to make him smile wider at me. Fucking twisted wierdo. Damn im surrounded by psychos arent i. This isnt even funny the psychos means it'll be harder to determine what they want, especially since i havent spoken in the past 9 years tk anybody other than cece. Yeah i stopped talking when people stopped listening to me and havent spoken since, not even to help put my father in prison, which was alright they still had enough evidence against him, i wonder if i would have spoken if it was the only way to put him in there. The only reason i speak to cece was because she was the only one there for me, who would actually listen. It took me 3 years to even talk to her as i didnt trust anybody, still dont, but when she listened to me when i just wrote things down... she took her time to break down my walls, and didnt rush me and i felt safe around somebody for the first time, but shes the only person i speak to.

I loose my train of thought when i see finger in my face snapping together to get my attention. How rude. I push them out of my way and glare at the guy next to smily. He has darker hair than smiley and a small scar by his eyebrow, as well as a slightly amused smile on his face he seems a slightly bigger build than smiley and about 6'3. I look to see about 6 guys in total and 2 girls. The girls are both blonde with curvy thin bodies, not as athletic and toned as mine but still hot. There about 5'7 whilst the one beside looks about 5'8. Damn im always the short one, at 5'4. One of them has a slight smile on her face whilst the other keeps her face blank. The other guys look to be a range of brown hair and blonde hair, with blue and brown eyes, except the guy with the smirk and the eyebrow scar who has green eyes, the girls have blue. His eyes are a dark foresty green almost brown, whilst mine are a bright green. They guys look to be all over 6 foot, which means im going to look tiny next to them, after my analysis of them which probably only lasted seconds the rude clicker eyebrow scar guy clears his throat to regain my attention. He flashes me a somewhat arrangent smile and extends his hand out. "Im Liam" i stare down at his hand that im meant to think and all i can think about is if i shake his hand im going to get some sort of std. He looks like the player type. You know with the bad boy attitude and arragonce. "This is where you shake my hand and tell me your name" see told you, arragent. I hear a few snickers from the other guys and a giggle from one of the girls, i continue yo stare at his hand until his smile turns down slightly and he removes his hand. I then start to fidgit with the necklace around my neck with my name on it that my previous best friend cece gave me, she however is in australia at the moment with her boyfriend, soaking up the sun whilst im probably going to get killed by a bunch of morons whos dont look like they know what they should be doing. I sigh and lean back against the sofa. What? Its not like these guys are going to let me go. I try to make myself more comfortable and try to ignore the pain from my ribs. Damn, someone hit me hard, last night. Atleast i think its morning. Damn sun, dictating time and shit. I feel everyone staring at me and raise my eyebrow as in 'im waiting what you gonna do with me' facial expression. "Your not gonna try to run?" One of the guys from the sofa opposite asks me. I shake my head, no point, plus i aint got nowhere else to be at the moment and nobody will know im missing for at least another 3 weeks till cece comes back. Smiley tries to make things more comfortable. "Well im chris, thats henry, james, danielle, luke, jewels and kristy" he points at each of them as one by one they wave as there names called out. I simply stare back at them. "Care to tell us your name, mystery girl" i think it was luke who asked me. What the fuck, who kidnaps some random girl like this and asks her name. They must of seen my confused expression so luke goes on to explain. "We were told to pick you up" kidnapp "by our boss, we got a photo and were told where you hang out, thats all, nice moves by the way, you took out henry, chris and Liam by the time me and danielle could tackle you and drag you to the van". Boss? This is all very confusing, i rub my head as i feel as though a headache should be heading my way soon. I lean forward with my face in my hands for a few seconds before i shake my head and lean back against the couch, seeing the group/gang.. whatever the fuck they are looking at me. "Name?" One of them, i think danielle asks me again. I point at my necklace as chris leans forward to read it. "Alex" he reads out loud for the rest of them. "Whats wrong cat got your tounge?" Liam ask me in his cocky tone. I stick my tounge out at him and glare. He just laughs and the room descends back into an awkward silence. Why cant they just kill me already, the tension is already slowly killing me.

Whilst i debate about saving them the trouble and offing myself for them, i hear a front door slam. Oh good another one. Like 8 people simply staring at me wasnt enough. At the new guys entrance a couple of the guys stand up. The guy entering looks about 25 with shaved hair, bigish build and about 6'4, damn giants. His eyes are a green similar to mine but duller. His face holds a seriousness and his being an authority over the group. Oh goody, the ring leader. Now hopefully we can get my death on track. Im sick of this meet and greet or get to know you party that is just plain confusing. The ring leader glances down at me with a wierd look in his eyes. I dont like it. "Alexandra". I flinch at my full name, the only time i heard my full nme was from his mouth. My fathers. This name leads me back to painful memories and you can still see several scars from these times on my back and back of legs. That name bring fear to my body and it angers me. My mother was no better, but ny father was a monster. The hatred consumes me facial features and i glare at the guy who brought the pain back. He looks taken aback by my evil glare but shows nothing else but slight remorse over his features. Which turns my anger into confusion. He looks back towards the guys "has she said anything?".

"Nope, she refuces to talk, not even to say her name, but her necklace says Alex and she put up a pretty good fight getting her here she took down henry, chris and liam" the boss looks slightly suprised by that but shows a small smile on his face. My stomach decides now should be the perfect time to interupt as it lets out a cry for food. I scowl down at my stomach as the guys laugh at me i then turn my glare to them, a few look away but most dont. "Im guessing no ones fed her". The boss guys asks the group. I cross my arms and glare at him. Am i a dog now. I lift my legs up and bend them in leaning my head on my knees. Gosh, what the fuck am i doing here,a dm why am i the only one who finds this tottaly messed up. Why is no one explaining why im here? I look up at the guys and put my hand out in the universal why sign. They look at me with confusion and amusement as one of them asks "what?" I facepalm and put my head back down. Idiots, im stuck with idiots. I feel something poking against my legs, i lift my head up to Liam handing me a small notebook and pen. I take them out of his hand and stare at them. He then sits next to me whilst one of the guys talking to boss man heads into the kitchen whilst the boss man goes to sit on the sofa opposite mine. I continue to stare at the blank note book page infront of me till Liam starts talking to me again. "See its a note book and you write in it, if your not going to talk we still want you to answer our questions" i hit him with the book with a scowl on my face. Arrogant dumbass. I then think of the situation im in and decide i need a slap in the head for getting in this situation. I hit my head with the book repeatidly hoping this is all a really messed up dream until the book is suddenly out of my hands. "We didnt give you the book to try and slap yourself to death. Now can i give it back without you attempting " boss man looks at me with amusement and hold the book away from me. I take a deap breathe in, releasing it whilsy nodding my head. The guys around me laugh. He hands me back the book and again i stare at the blank page. I havent had to share my thoughts with anybody in years. Cece just gets me and outside of her i dont talk to someone else. "So do you prefer Alex?" I look at boss man giving him a quizical look. I write down on the paper slowly. Lifting it up for him to see, i wrote how did he know my full name? He then looks at me again in sadness, gosh why does he keep doing that. "Becauese im your older brother"