The Seven Sins

They are here

Chaos. Screaming. Screeching. Yelping. Seven men wearing all black. Four girls wide awake. Weapons are drawn on each side. Helpless girls calling for help. Muscular men with guns and gags. Screaming doesn't stop it only grows louder. Mom should be awake. Where is she when we need her?

"Shut up! All of you!" the biggest man screams with a gun ready to fire. Most of the girls aren't convinced, they wail on wondering how a normal teenage girl sleepover turned to a kidnapping, if that was the scariest word for what's going on. But it's not, they don't know that yet though.

Chasity shuts her mouth. She know better than to cry for help. No one can help them now. And even if someone could it would only result in hurt for someone. Physically or mentally.

"Shut up or we'll shoot your mom!"

Auburn clamps her mouth together underneath the surprisingly fresh smelling cloth. If someone is going to end up dying she would much rather save her mothers life even if it meant risking her own.

Crimson keeps wailing though. The impact from the blow rings in the now dead silence. The man wipes his bloody hand on his pants before ordering the girls to stand up. The color of the liquid draining from her nose matched her name. Crimson.

Aburn turns her head to see the red handprint on Crimson's face. Through the thin light coming from a house across the street Aburn notices Crimsons glowing eyes, but they are not glowing with pain, they are glowing with rage. Crimson's always been the hyper perky parrot type of girl in the group. Now it seems we have found another side to her.