What do you think happens when you say no to a dangerous person?
                              Well, the usual. Bad stuff will happen.
                              And it did. Dawn is standing in front of her apartment, well...
                              Burning apartment.
                              As she turned around and saw Aron behind the crowd of people, she ran over to him, and pull him at the near park. No one was there as everyone else was focusing on the burning building.
                              "What the fuck is your problem?!"
                              "I have no problem" he replied.
                              "You fucking burned my apartment! Why would you do that?!"
                              "So you'd have to come home with me" he declared.
                              "Are you fucking serious?"
                              "Yes," he simply said.
                              'URGH! This guy! Does he think after burning my apartment, I'll go with him? Wtf is wrong with him? And shit! My things are still there!' Dawn mentally complained.
                              "You set my apartment on fire, my fucking things are there an-" he cuts her off,
                              "Your things are at my house," he said, with no expression shown. You can never identify what he is thinking in that head of his. He is one tough book.
                              "Give me my stuff back, I won't be staying in your place. I'm not stupid to go to a stranger's house, especially someone who just burned my apartment" she sighed, sitting on the bench and she heard him groan. He went away for a few seconds and returned after a few minutes.
                              "So?" she started, and he sighed.
                              "Look, I don't wanna do this the hard way, but you leave me no choice," he said,
                              "What do you mean the hard way? What can be worse than you, burning my house down?" Dawn stood up to meet him.
                              He just glared at her, his glare making her shiver. Dawn hated that feeling, what Aron could make her feel. How he could do that unintentionally.
                              "This" he snapped his hand and a bunch of men appeared.
                              "What the fuck are you doing?" Dawn stepped back,
                              "It's either you come with me, or I'll force you to come with me" 
                              "You're not giving me much of a choice here" 
                              "That's the point" he smirked.
                              Dawn attempted to run, but before she could, he caught her and lifted her up. She screamed for help but no one was there to help her. Aron took a white handkerchief from one of the men and pressed it against Dawn's mouth and nose. She refused to smell it, but the lack of air forced her to.
                              And as she inhaled the substance on the handkerchief,
                              Her vision became blurry, her body grew heavy and everything turned black.
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                              After a few hours, Dawn woke up, confused, and scared. She didn't know where she was, or why she's here. Her memory was still foggy as if she was intoxicated the whole night. Dawn looked at the window and saw a flash of light peeking out from beyond the curtain. It was morning already. 
                              She forced herself up and looked for a door. She saw three doors. One was the bathroom. She went inside and washed her face, as she looked at the bathroom cabinet, and saw two pieces of an unused toothbrush, two pieces of everything you'd usually see inside a bathroom cabinet. As she dried her face, she went out and opened the second door and her mouth widen. The room was full of clothes. Tuxes, dresses, home clothes... everything, even foot wares. 
                              She got out and tried the last door, and she's absolutely sure its the way out, but something inside her felt scared to open that door and see what's behind. She took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob, and by surprise, the door opened wide and she saw him.
                              Aron.
                              "Y-you!" and there, the fog in her mind vanished and every moment came rolling in her brain.
                              "Did you have a good sleep?" he asked, with a blank face.
                              "What's the deal with you?! You suddenly kidnapped me!" Dawn yelled, tensing up, she was scared of what he could and can do. But her ego didn't let her go down without a fight.
                              "I asked you politely, yet you refused hence, I did what I had to do" he calmly said,
                              "By kidnapping me? Are you nuts?!" Dawn was beginning to hyperventilate,
                              "I'm not nuts. I wanted something, and I got it" 
                              "Excuse me, but I'm NOT a 'something' that you can get. I'm not some barbie doll you see in a mall that you can just get. Now, let me go" she was pissed. 
                              But Aron is a man with wants and is a straight forward man. If he wants something, he gets it. One way or another. 
                              "No" he replied,
                              "What do you even want from me? I have no money to give if that's what you want."
                              "I don't need your money Dawn" his brows furrowed,
                              "Then why did you kidnap me? What for?"
                              "I want you," he stared straight to Dawn's eyes, making sure she knows he is serious about this,
                               "to be mine" 
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