" Why am I here?" A small sixteen old girl asked Louis; The proud leader of the group. He let out a pitty laugh and smiled. " It doesn't matter now. Your mine now." Being the nice and sweet sixteen old girl she is; She didn't fight back. She just sat there in the small black room with only one window; Which was tinted out. " I'm not yours." Hazel replied vaguely. " That's what you think," He snorted back. " You will and always will be mine."All Rights Reserved