I wake up in a room. Agh, my head is killing me. I get up off the floor and rub my head. I look around, this looks like a bed room, but there was only a bed and a long mirror it was like 6ft tall. I look at myself and i'm only wearing a red and black flannel, it was unbutton too. Weird. I open it up a little, I see my scars on my stomach. They bring bad memories. I sighed and I button the flannel up. I look at the bed and see my legging and boots. I smile, and put them on. I'm starting to remember how I got here, the boys. What did they do to me? Rape me? I don't feel like I been rape, maybe the touched me. I didn't see anything on my body that wasn't there before, well except the bruise on my forehead. So why did they change me and just leave my stuff here? After I put my stuff on I open the door a little. I see lights on down stairs. Someones home.

"Please can I go now?" A girl begged.

"Shut up!" A boy yelled, then sound like he smacked her. Ow.

"We can't really just let her go, she seen to much." Another boy said.

"Please I won't tell anyone!" She begged again.

"Aston, Take her back up stairs, and check on Ava." I gasps and closed the door. No way in hell i'm going to end up like that girl. The room had one window. I ran to it and opened it up. As I was about to climb it and jump, it was a long way down.

"Shit!" I whisper to myself. If I jump I die, if I don't, might die. I heard foot steps, I guess it was to late to jump. I climbed out and closed the window. Don't show fear. I turn look to the door as it open. Its was the curly hair boy from school, i'm guessing thats Ashton. He threw her in the room, she balled up on the ground. She had long light brown hair, it was really messy. He looks up at me, our eyes made contact. I squinted my eyes at him, to show i'm not afraid. He smirked.

"Look who decided to wake up." He came over to me and grabbed my wrist. "Let's go." He pulled me out the door. He was grabbing my wrist pretty hard. It hurt, but I can't show i'm in pain they want that. We went down stairs to the other boys. They heard us and all turned with arms crossed.

"Well, well. Good morning sleeping beauty." Michael said. Ashton finally let go of my wrist. I rubbed it and looked at him as he joined his friends. I looked around, it look like a normal house. Had a tv, a couch, and kitchen.

"You don't really seem scared." Calum said.

"Why should I?" I asked. They all smirked. Luke walked over to me.

"Want me to show you why?" I saw him make a fist, he started to come at me but I grabbed his wrist before he could hit me. He looked and his hand and mine, then ribbed it out of my hand. We looked at each other, I was lost in his eyes. They were blue, Ice blue......damn. I relaxed a little. Then he slapped me, knocking me down to the ground. FUCK! That hurt.

"Thats for punching me in the face." He said. I touched my cheek and looked back up at him. Ashton picked me back up and dragged me back upstairs.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked him. He didn't answer. "Someone will notice i'm gone." I said. He chuckled.

"Ha, you think so?" We got to the room and he threw me in, but I didn't fall. "They still haven't come for her." Then he closed the door. I look to the bed and there was the girl for earlier, crying. I walked over to her.

"Hey, are you ok?" I put my hand on her shoulder. She jumped and turn to me fast. Tears filled her eyes, they were a bright green, they kinda glowed. What did they do to her to make her like this.

"W-Who are you?" She asked. I lower down so I could be eye to eye with her.

"I'm Ava, what about you?" I asked.

"Bree." She wiped her face. I smiled at her. "How did you get here?" She asked. My smiled went crooked. I sat on the bed and she sat up ready to listen.

"Well, I guess because I punch Luke in the face." I said. "Even though I'm the only one who really got hurt." I pulled up the sleeves and should her my fist and wrist. She gasps at the sight.

"Oh my...... Why would you do that? Everyone knows you shouldn't mess with them." She said.

"Well i'm new in town." I said putting my sleeves back down. "Whatever, he deserved it." I crossed my arms.

"Aren't you scared?" She asked.

"Why should I?" I asked her.

"Because, they can beat you, rape, even kill you!" She said.

"Did they rape you?" I asked. She went quiet and looked down at her hands.

"I wish they would." She said. I turned my head. Why would she wish that? "They beaten me, touched me, strip, made me do anything they want me to do. And just because I talked back." She put her hands in her face ready to cry again. I put my hand on her back. Wait is she.....

"Oh my god, your that girl Damien was talking about." I said. She looked up at me confused.

"What?" She asked.

"People think your dead! You're the reason no one stands up to those Idiots!" I stood up and put my arms in the air.

"Well, thats good. I don't want anyone to go through what I have to." She said. I turned to her. She puts her head back down. These boy has ruined her.

"Well, Someone will come for us." I said.

"No they wont, I been here for 2 weeks. No one has come." She said. "I mean if people think I'm dead they will never come." She really depressed.

"Bree," I walked over to her. She looked up into my eyes. "I will get us out, ok?" She looked back down.

"Good luck."