*Karlie's POV*

"The fuck? Hailey, I'm NOT wearing these!"

"Why? Do you even know how cute you look in them?"

"I never wear skirts and you know that" I cross my arms and sit on the bed

The party starts in a couple minutes and now Hailey is trying to find me the right clothes. She has shown me like 3 outfits but none of them is my type. I guess I'm ending up with the skirt.

"Okay stop looking at me with puppy eyes. I'm going to wear this shit" I announce and she squeals like crazy. I take off my precious jeans and wear the high-waist black skirt with a black crop top she picked for me. I swear, it's the first and last time I wear these stuff.

"Oh let me bring you the heels" she says standing up but I stop her

"No heels or I'm not coming"

"Then what?"

"My high black All Star Converse" I grin and she gives me a disapproving look

"Yep, these" I say grabbing them.

"Okay! We have to go! How do I look?" she asks. She is wearing a black and white pencil dress, her blonde hair is curly and she has worn some makeup

"Gorgeous" I copliment her as I stand up from my bed

-3 hours later-

It's been 3 hours since I came at this stupid party. It's your typical high school party. Alcohol, sluts and people randomly making out. Currently, I'm sitting in a corner and wait for Hailey. I hope she won't get drunk again.

"Hey babe." a guy appears in front of me. "I'm sure I can make you happy just tell me how" he winks

Looks like he's a player. I'm tired of this kind of guys, but I can handle it.

"The only way you can make me happy is to go away. Thank you" I reply and give a sarcastic smile as the rest guys go 'ouch' and 'burnn'

"Well fuck you, being a bitch doesn't even make you special" he yells, glaring at me.

"Well being a fuckboy doesn't make you special either" I reply in a higher tone, getting now on my nerves.

Before he could say anything, I stand up and leave the house furiously. I ignore Hailey completely. I'm sure she can go home by herself.

Outside is freezing. A cold aura touches my face, making me shiver. All of a sudden, I hear footsteps in the middle of this empty street. I curiously stare at the spot, but I can't see anything, thanks to the dark. I decide to walk slowly towards the place, thinking it's the guy from before.

"Just show yourself. If you think I'm scared then you're so wrong" I yell at the person.

To my shock a guy, taller than the one before, comes out and clamps my mouth with his hand. I try to scream against it, but nobody would hear me. I've never felt this scared in my whole life. This person's grip is too tight, I doubt it's a woman's.

After a few seconds of trying to escape, I start feeling dizzy. Everything around me blacks out slowly and the last thing I see is another man in an expensive car coming towards us. Then, I go unconscious.