• Criminal •

Melissa Savage was your average teenage girl... She went to school, got her grades, but also loved to have a good time.

But what happens when one night changes the rest of her life...?


3. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I woke up the next day, feeling refreshed after the night sleep I just had. I tightly shut my eyes before opening them. A wave of confusion then swarmed through my body before I sat up with my eyebrows furrowed.

"What the fuck" I muttered to myself

Oh no I didn't have a one night stand did I? Well no you wouldn't be fully dressed if you did you twat. I cursed to myself and threw the blanket off before a tall, muscular frame walked threw the door.

Holy fuck.

The person who I believe to be called Ashton, stood in my doorway with his jeans on, no top and was drying his wet hair with a towel.

My eyes couldn't help but travel down his body as his jeans we're sitting lowly on his hips. His v lines extremely noticeable.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" He rolled his eyes and I tried to snap myself out of whatever the hell just took over my body.

"What happened? Why am I here?" I asked slightly confused.

"All I remember is falling asleep on the floor, which was a really cuntish thing to do." My words were harsh, and I rolled my eyes.

"Really? Did your attention spam of a minute forget that you actually woke up in a bed? My bed?" He gestured to me.

I looked down, actually remembering that I did wake up in a bed. A really comfy bed actually.

"Oh yeah, sorry and uhm thanks" I said as I climbed out the bed and grabbed my shoes.

He threw his towel to the corner of the room, where some other dirty laundry was before returning back to where the mirror was.

I sat there awkwardly, tapping my knees with my hands as Ashton stood there and did his hair. I got a brief look at myself in the mirror and was horrified with how I look. My hair looked like it hadn't been washed in days, my mascara was all under my eyes and I look pale as a ghost. I look horrific.

"So you can go on one condition." He began to speak and I prepared myself for whatever was going to be said next.

"The guys think it will be a good idea for you to you know, join is, work for us. So that's what's going to happen. Unless you wanna be killed that is?" He said it like it was nothing.

Is this guy crazy? He wants me to join him? Join him to do what? I don't even know what he does. All this because he was too lazy to check if anyone was around before killing a guy. Now I'm stuck in this mess.

My parents are going to kill me when I get home, hopefully I can just use the excuse that I was at Jenna's. And it was an emergency. I don't know.

A million different things we're flying through my head but none of them came out my mouth.

"Okay" was all that came out. My expression bland and voice deep. I swallows hard before grabbing my shoes and sitting back in the bed, the verge of crying. 'Melissa what the hell' my inner self and I cursed in my head.

I held back my tears pretty well before Ashton spoke up again.

"Easier than I thought it would be. So yeah I can take you home now..." he trailed off and walked out the room. I followed behind him. I carried myself lazily and sloppy as I walked, completely drained.

"Can I use the bathroom real quick?" I asked and he shrugged.

"Down the hall, the room on the left. Meet me downstairs." He grabbed my shoes from me before turning and walking down the stairs.

I walked down the hall and into the bathroom. I jumped as I seen myself in the mirror for a second time.

I used the bobble on my wrist to tie my hair into and high messy bun. A messy bun will have to do, it's the best I can get with the state my hair is in. Tears steamed down my face and I wiped them away quickly.

I washed my face clean removing all the eye makeup that had made it's way all around my face and quickly peed.

I walked out the bathroom and down the stairs as instructed, shocked at how nice condition his house was in.

I walked into the big but cosy living room where Ashton and two other people we're sat. I stood there shyly and cleared my throat. The three turned to look at me as I stood there feeling very very intimated.

"Let's go" Ashton said standing up and walking out the room. I followed him.

"She's hot" I heard one of the male voices say as I walked down the hall. Ashton handed me my shoes and I just carried them in my hands, not bothering to put them on.

He also handed my my clutch as he gestured for me to walk out the front door first. I faked a smile and stood timidly as I waited for him to lead to the car.

Hoping in and doing my belt, I sat without saying a word. He got in also, starting the car engine straight away and it was within second we was on the road.

How have I got myself into this mess? I'm I'm the car with a killer, who I am working with? My head was so confused and I was getting a headache from all this thinking. Maybe I was dreaming? Maybe I took some weird drug at the party and am now hallucinating?

"Where do you live?" He asked snapping me out of my thoughts. I told him my address and he nodded in response.

"Not to far from here, that's good news" he responded and I just nodded.

"What's your name?" He asked and I cleared my throat.

"Melissa" I returned and he rolled his eyes.

"Full name?"

"Melissa Savage" I pulled my lips into my mouth and looked out the window.

After 5 minutes he pulled up outside my house and I undid my belt. Not saying a word. I looked at him and he half smiled awkwardly. I pulled the handle on the car door and pushed it open.

"Hey, give me your phone?" He asked sternly and I shook my head.

"It has no battery, it needs charging" I returned. Which wasn't a lie.

"Okay" he pulled out his phone. "Put in your number..."

I entered my number and awkwardly smiled before getting out the car.

"Oh and Melissa?" Ashton said and I peeped my head into car through the window.

"Don't make any plans for tonight, I will pick you up at 7..."

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