Episode 1

I peeled myself off my bed and walked over to my closet. I grabbed my black boots that ended a bit up my ankle and made me like three inches taller. I scrumaged around for a dress and found a black one that ended three inches before my knee. I grabbed my leather jacked and threw the outfit in my bed before walking into my bathroom and turning on the shower.

My name is Kayla. I am a 19 year old college student that likes to go out clubbing. I don’t have really any freinds on campus and my family lives in a state far off from my college. I try to visit them when I can but I can get busy sometimes.

I stripped out of my lazy clothes (consisting of sweat pants and a t shirt) and hopped into the shower. I washed my hair and everything else before rinsing off and grabbing two towels while turning off the shower. I wrapped one towel around my body and threw one over my head.

I grabbed my make up kit and put it on the bathroom counter as I skipped into my bedroom. I grabbed some plain black underwear and a plain black bra and put those on. I grabbed some socks and slipped them on right before I slipped on my boots. And stepped into my dress. I pulled up my dress it hugged my hips and my upper body.

I threw on my jacket and finished drying my hair. I threw my hair back into a high pony. I put on a little mascara and eye liner. I put on some clear lip gloss and slipped the lip gloss in my zip up jacket pocket along with my wallet and phone.

I walked out of my dorm and down the stairs of the dorm complex. I found my way to the parking lot and called an Uber. The Uber pulled up no more than 10 minutes later.

“Hello miss?”

“Miss Kayla. Now sir what shall I call you?”

“I’m mister Sherman. Nice to meet you Kayla. Where to?” He asked

“I’m heading to the black and gold club.”

“That’s a nice place. You go there often?” He asked as he pulled out.

“Every now and then.” I replied.

We had small talk for the rest of the ride before we got there.

“Thank you for taking me.” I said as I paid him and tipped him well.

“Thank you ma’am for being such a generous costumer!” He smiled.

I smiled back before turning around and walking into the club. I got some stares. It normally happend anyways because I was a “pretty girl” I snickerd to myself just thinking about it.

I walked up to the bar and ordered the sweet flame. It was a good drink it was sweet but spicy and went down with a burn.

As I got my drink I headed to the dance floor.

TIME SKIP \(2 hrs and a few more drinks later\)

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I ordered a water and then started walking to the bathroom when a man ran into me knocking me down. He kept running until he found out it was a dead end. Someone who was chasing him ran past me. I got up and followed until I peeks around the corner. The man chasing him pulled out a gun and shot him.

I gasped in fear not realizing the man with the gun heard me. He looked back quickly and saw me.

“How much did you see?” He sternly asked.

“I uh I-i “ was all I could get out.

The man lunged at me. I tried to run but was still pushed down. I then felt a piece of cold metal against the back of my neck.

“You are gonna follow me out of here. Got it?” He said.

“Please j-just let me go home.” I begged.

“Your gonna follow my orders or end up like that man back there.” He spat.

“O-ok.” I trembled as I followed the man to the back exit. There was a black car out there I stood still before he grabbed me and threw me into the back of the car. It was spacious. There was a man back there who looked around to be my age. His eyes widened when he saw me forced into the car.

“Dude what the hell? We set out to kill one man and you fucking bring back a girl?!” He spat at the man who took me.

“You think I wanted to. This bitch saw everything!” She said looking to the man sitting in the other side of the car. I scrunched myself up in the corner.

The man on the other side of the seats looked at me. Not glaring but with a comforting apologetic look. At that moment I knew I wasn’t going to get home.

“Can you just s-shoot me to?” I stuttered not wanting to go with them.

“No.” The man sitting in the same seat section as me replied.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“None of your business sweet cheeks.” The man up front said.

The man sitting next to me then pulled out his phone and typed something in.

“Your gonna be ok.” I read quietly.

I looked up at him tearing up and tried to push myself back further into the corner burying my face in my knees. Before I knew it we were there and the man in the front seat ordered me to get out. I was pushed into a building with the three men that were in the car following.

When we walked in there where other men in suits and jackets. A few men looked me up and down and others cat called. I couldn’t trust any of them. The only one I kinda leaned to was the man who told me I was gonna be ok.

“Men, calm yourselves. She’s mine.” He said placing his hand in my shoulder. I looked up to find the man who told me I was gonna be ok.

He scooped me up and carried me bridal style I was to tired to fight back. He walked to a stair way and carried me up. He carried to me to a bed room with a couch a few bean bags and a bed. There was a tv and a window which was sealed shut. He set me down in the bed.

“What is your name?” He asked.

“Why should I tell you?” I questioned clearly upset.

“I think we should know what to call you. Since you are our guest.” He added in plopping himself on the couch.

“You mean hostage?” I said looking him up and down.

“Darling I didn’t want to meet you like this.” He said chuckling.

“Don’t call me darling.” I said scrunching my nose in disgust.

“Then tell me your name.” He said shrugging his shoulders.

“Kayla. My name is Kayla.” I sighed and started to tear up.

He looked up at me sensing my sadness and fear. He got up and walked over to me I started to scoot back. He grabbed me and pulled me into a hug.

What was wrong with him. I got kidnapped and then he is hugging me?

I tried to wiggle my way out of his hug when he pulled me closer. I gave up eventually.

“Kayla I think me and you should get to know each other better.”he added in wile he played with my hair.

“Why?” I said bitterly.

He grabbed my wrist and I was greeted with a tingling sensation. He flipped my wrist over to reveal my mark which was a gun and he flipped his wrist over to reveal an Identical mark.

“I wish i could have met you in a better way.” He said his voice full of sorrow.

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