Toxic

Graduation gives freedom, but too much freedom can be toxic. Ashley decides to run out of her house due to her neglectful parents abandoning her. When she discovers a home away from home, she realizes she's not alone.

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3. Chapter 2

 

Chapter two 

7:00 a.m.

 

 

I wake up with a killer headache. Every inch of my skull throbbed. I was completely hung over from the consumption of liquor. 

The floors creaked from within the second floor. Each footstep became louder, and more patterned. This couldn't possibly be my imagination. There had to be someone in this building. I couldn't move, no matter how hard I tried. 

In my presence was a young man, standing before me. Furrowed brows, and eyes so green that I could get lost in their mystery. His brown curls overlapped one another, and cascaded over his forehead. 

I tempted to stand but I began to lose balance and fell back onto the cushion. My headache was worse than ever. 

"Who are you?" the man asked while crossing his arms. His facial expression frightened me. "I-I'm Ashley," I began. I wanted to sound as harmless as possible. "I needed a place to stay, I was drunk, I'm sorry.." tears began to clutter on my eyelids and I felt my face get hot. I couldn't hold them back and I bursted out into a cry and hid my face in my hands.

"What do you want, money?" His arms were still crossed, and his voice was stern, and aggressive. "No, no.. I have nowhere to go. I didn't know anyone lived here. I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." I couldn't count how many times I apologized.

"Take a look around, did you really think no one stayed here?" He let out a chuckle, and his arms opened out and gestured around the building. Everything inside was expensive and modern. I couldn't help but notice the silk golden curtains. It was so dark last night, I had no idea that I was in such a beautiful home.

"I'm sorry, I'll leave. You'll never see me again. I'm sorry" I repeated until he was finally fed up with my sorrow. The young man let out a sigh, and scratched his shaven chin. "Just be quiet for a second, you talk so much when you're nervous." I was shocked by his response. All I want is to leave this situation. I should have kept walking, I should have just kept going.

"You couldn't kill a fly." He shook his head and let out a quiet laugh. "I'll give you an offer. You work for me, you do what I say, and you'll have a place to live." I gulped and couldn't say a word. I was frozen, I was stuck in place.

"Do we have a deal?"

"Deal."

 

 

 

 

 

 

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