When darkness meets light, darkness becomes light. And it stays light, until the light has gone. When the light has gone, the darkness goes back to being dark. Darkness will always be dark, not even the light can change that.
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When I woke up from my decent sleep, I expected to be on a plane or still be in the car or something, not in another room. This room was different to the one at he boys' house. It was pink and orange. A double bed was in the middle of the small room and the giant window on the left side of the bed let in little light with the long curtains covering it. Other than a desk and a wardrobe on the opposite wall, nothing else was there.
I decided to explore where I was really at. But something stopped me.
My right wrist was handcuffed to the head of the bed. Ok, this never happened when I was at the boys' house. Where was I at anyway? All I remember was meeting Cam, Shawn and Carter in the woods.
Was I at their house? I thought instead of sitting here think about nothing usefull, I could look for the key. The only things I could reach were the bed and the set of draws next to the bed. I couldn't even reach that properly. I might have to use my feet.
I stood up from the bed and reached as far as I could with my hands. When I realized I could only reach the side of the draws, not the handles to open them with, I started using my feet. I stretched my foot out as far as I could until I just reached the handle and could pull it open with my foot.
I couldn't see into the draw once it opened so I ended up making a big bang when the whole draw came out.
"Oh shit!" I cursed before laying back in bed pretending to be asleep and acting like nothing happened.
The door burst open to reveal Shawn and Carter storming in angrily.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Carter shouted at me, before grabbing my arm and pulling me half off of the bed.
"Well, I was sleeping..." I lied.
"Yeah right! Why the fuck is the draw on the floor?" He shouted in fury.
"Wow there, take a chill pill man. And can I just ask, where am I?" I looked out of the now open door to only see another door leading to another room.
"This is where you will be staying for a few days... But you can call it hell." Cam replied with a slight smirk. It's a shame, if he wasn't acting like such a douche, he would be quite cute...
"And right now, you will get changed into this then Shawn will collect you." Carter declared before chucking an outfit at me, then leaving out the door, shutting it firmly.
Well then. guess someone spat on his eggs this morning.
I examined the outfit and mentally sighed. At least this outfit wan't as revealing as what the boys used to give me.
I was given a grey sleeveless t-shirt that said 'Enjoy Today' in bold letters with green plant like features on the shoulders. That was paired with some leather leggings and some black converse. Thank The Lord! I was even given a makeup bag so I guessed they wanted me to do my make up so I put on a little eye shadow, black mascara and red lipstick. Not much but enough. I had already had my ring on so I left that on my finger, but added the finger-less gloves provided to make sure no body saw that I had it. That ring was the only thing I still had from my old life...
Just in time I heard a knock at the door, which was pointless since he walked in anyway.
"Oh good you're ready!" I heard Shawn say as I turned to look at him. He was wearing some casual dark jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt that sleeves were rolled up to his elbows.
"Ready for what?" I ask, unsure of why I was 'dressing up'. When I was with the boys, yeah I did dress up, but that was for the boy's 'entertainment'. Here, I was to put makeup on and the whole lot. Did they have something against my natural beauty?
"Oh, we're just having a quick Skype session with a few old friends... My advise is that you just do what the boss says, he doesn't have much control over his anger and I don't want him doing something he will regret." He smiled sympathetically at me. I quickly decided he was the most trust worthy one and to listen to what he says.
I nodded before following him out of the door and through the halls.
The house -or whatever this was- was fairly big, like the boys'. The hall walls were painted all white and paintings were hung up randomly. It seemed like one of those rich people homes were everything is the same and boring, everything is always in place and paintings of the weirdest things hung around everywhere. I swear I saw a painting like the ones you get on fricking minecraft!
When he reached the right door, he stopped and grabbed my arm with an apologetic smile.
The door opened and I was pushed into, what looked like the a living room. It was a light blue colour, with white features. Carter was sat on the long white sofa alone with a laptop placed on the coffee table in front of him.
The door shut behind me and it was just me and Carter in the room.
"Sit tight and wait here, Riley. The boss will be here soon." Carter told me relatively calm. I sat down next to him and waited, wondering what I was going to do. I mean, the last thing I remember was these guys telling me they were going to help me, then me falling asleep and waking up hand cuffed to a bed. Were they going to return me back to the boys? Kill me? Keep me here? Or send me home like they told me they would?
A few minutes of one of the awkwardest silences ever, we heard the door swing open and slam on the wall. This caused me to jump slightly but Carter looked not effected as he was already walking out the door.
I'm guessing this big guy was the Boss, since he closed the door so it was just us two.
"So, you're their new victim?" He states more than questions but I nod my head anyway.
He lets a little snort out before rolling his eyes and strolling over next to me an sat next to me, "They've even got you admitting it now. Pathetic." The tall buff guy shakes his head, then starts messing with the laptop in front of us on the coffee table.
I recognized Skype come on the screen. What is he expecting to do with that? Skype me to death?
"Ok, now I'm going to need to tie you up. So stay very still." Boss told me, turning me round before I could object. He tied my hand behind my back and my ancles together so I couldn't escape.
"Can I just ask, why do you need to tie me up? It's not like whoever you're skyping is going to jump out of the laptop, is it?"
He shook is head, smirking, clearly amused. "It's the image I need to put in their heads." He informed before walking over to the other side of the room. At least he let out a clue! He said their- so it must be more than one! I feel like such a detective...
I didn't notice Mr Boss coming back over until he sat down next to me.
"I can't have you answering any questions while we do this ok?" He asked, causing me to nod my head since I had no other choice. I mean, I'm tied up... What am I going to do? Hop away? Risk killing myself? I don't think so.
"Ok, well this is in case you think you can disobey me." And before I could process his actions, he had already pressed the ducktape over my mouth. I struggled in shock, not being able to breath properly like I had been a few minutes ago.