Come & Get It

I didn't believe in darkness until I met him. The boy with the green eyes. He got me drunk on purpose, continuing to hand me drink after drink at the bar. All because he knew I'd be dumb enough to sign the contract. The contract stating that he had full possession over me and use me for whatever he wanted. And I don’t think the things he wanted were very pleasant. I was in his dark apartment now, he brought me here shortly after the contract was signed. I couldn't see him in the pitch black room, so I thought about running. Escaping. But I knew he was watching me. His stare paralyzed me, and I knew that escaping would be no option. He had me, and there was nothing I could do now… Let Me Go Back to the day we were paired together.


11. Chapter 10

I left Harri and Brandon outside to go get some snacks, we still had a good hour left before we had a good 30 minutes before we had to leave for the game. I went in and looked in the fridge for food. After searching for a few minutes I pulled out the container of grapes and dumped some in a bowl, then headed back outside with Cami following me. I walked into the porch and out the patio door,

“I found some grapes guys.” I said outing a couple in my mouth.

“Bri, someone wants to talk to you.” Herri said her face filled with worry.

“What?” I asked.

“One of Harry’s friends.” She shrugged handing me the phone.

I took it

“Take Brandon inside and watch TV, please.” I told her.

After they went inside I answered.

“Hello?” I said.

“Are you Brianne?” the stranger asked. I was shocked to tell it was a girl voice.

“Depends. Who’s asking?”

“Smart girl. Well, tell Harry I’ll be waiting.”

“Who is this?”

“You will both find out soon enough.”

With that being said the mystery girl hung up. I was stumped who could that be and how did they get my number?
*Going to the game*

Herri, Brandon, and I had left a few minutes ago. We were in the car listening to Turn up the Music by Chris Brown.  We were like 15 minutes away from the soccer field. We sat in the car jamming out and talking for most of the ride. We were telling stories from when Brandon and I were small.

“The first time I ever saw Brandon, I looked up at my mom and said, ‘Mum. Why does he look like a meatloaf?” I told them.

We all laughed and shared stories. We were probably 10 more minutes away from the field, we were coming down an empty road getting ready to take a left…

I saw the lights, the panicked look on Herri’s face beside me as I jolted my head that way in shock.

The fear on my baby cousins face in the mirror.

It was happening to quick…

 Then it all went black.

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