(Part 19: Slumber Party From Hell pt. 2)
(Avalon's P.O.V)
"Yep that's the one" I hear as I groggily open my eyes.
"Yeah, she's a pest, take her" A female voice comes next and I open my eyes fully, trying to adjust them to the bright light shining on me.
"Ooo she's awake! " The girls voice whom a recognize as Lillith's, chirps.
"Shut your trap, you're so obnoxious" The male voice grunts.
I try to shade my eyes with my hands so I can see who else is there, but I'm pleasantly surprised when I'm still tied up.
The light clicks off, much to my pained eyes gratitude, and I squint at the male, trying to avoid the dot that follows my sight from the light.
Gage.
That's right.
"As I was saying, there's always the black market."
I sit up straight, tired and scared but not wanting to die"I will not be sold on the black market. "
Gage looks at me with amusement "I wasn't talking about you, I have special plans there" He chortles and I cringe in embarrassment.
"Just take her" Lillith waves him off "it's almost morning and I'm sure Xavier will be making another visit, searching for his precious little goldi."
She snarls out the last part before throwing back on a chirpy smile.
It's actually getting kinda creepy.
"Whatever" He growls and unties my legs and arms, quickly trying to grab me before I escape.
Of course, I'm a full on champion and I dodge his grab, flying out the door, towards freedom.
No-that's a lie, I failed gym class for a reason.
I dodge his grab and then manage to run a couple feet before tripping and falling.
Yeah, at least I didn't make up the dodge right?
"You little shit" He hisses before gagging my mouth and throwing me over his shoulder.
"Kinky" Lillith says before falling into fits of laughter.
"You're a bitch too" He growls at her.
Lillith gives a tiny wave, uttering a small "toodles" And then I'm out the door.
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I basically thrown onto a beige couch, having been tied again, I don't want to try my chances at running just yet.
"No moving, I'll have a babysitter over here soon" He mutters before walking out of the room.
Babysitter.
I roll my eyes in annoyance before edging myself of the couch and barrel rolling towards the door we entered.
I try to untie my feet but they're too tightly bound and my tied hands aren't helping.
"God you suck at that" I gasp through the mouth gag and spin around as best as I can, spotting a tale male with beach blond hair and a scar running from one eye, down to his chin, following his jaw line.
And to top it all off, he's wearing an upside down cross, and all black clothing, as well as black eyes.
Not today Satan.
I roll past him quickly in the barrel roll motion I've been using since I've been tied up, and I hide on the other side of the couch.
He leisurely strolls over and takes off the gag so I can speak.
"What the heck is up with your eyes??? " I try not to stare at them long because its intimidating.
"Oh, these? They're just contacts" He shrugs and throws me back up on the couch.
I glare at him, hoping he'll get uncomfortable and leave me to try my luck at the door again.
"Stay put, we're still trying to figure out what to do with you. " The man demands.
Yeah I'm scared.
Am I going to let him see that?
Probably.....
I look around a bit with my eyes, spotting things to use as weapons in case it ever gets to that point.
As far as all the looking for things goes, I'm really failing.
But then I notice a small shadow.
There's a small crow bar placed under the tv stand, barely visible, probably forgotten with all of the dust collected on it.
I mentally note the place it's at and continue looking, not sure it'll come in handy.
I spot a vase filled with dandelions placed neatly on the coffee table in front of me.
I frown a little.
I didn't know that Gage liked flowers.
I mean... He's such a brute.
As I look around a bit more, I notice that there's a lot of porcelain figures as well, all dusty as if they haven't been touched in centuries.
Did he dump me at his grandma's house?
I can't help but relax a little, old people tend to be kinder.
Or Gage has a thing for grandmother themed houses.
Shut it brain.
"Okay, I got a call from the boss and he has an idea of what to do with you" The man shrugs and shoves his phone in his pocket.
I hope to God it's not the black market.
Why am I so obsessed with the black market??
He hauls me up by my arm and tries his best to keep me up and following him, despite my legs being tied together.
We waddle down a narrow hallway and stop before a door at the very end.
He knocks a couple of times and I stay silent, praying that I won't die today.
"Come in" A happy voice calls out.
I subconsciously relax a little seeing as its been a couple days since I've heard any tone of kindness.
I mean come on, I have a giant bruise on the back of my head because a yandere thought I was getting in the way of her schoolgirl crush.
This week's been eventful in a whole.
I take a calming breath as we waddle in.
The rooms not what I expected to say the least.
It's filled with smoke, which I'm presuming is coming from the cigarettes being puffed on in every inch of this room.
Honestly, it's filled with lanky people of all sorts, just smoking, that's it.
Boy do they look dead inside.
We approach a man sitting at a dark brown rickety desk and he eyes me up a little before looking at the man holding my arm.
"This the one? " He puffs a bit of smoke out and hands the cigarette to a petite girl sitting next to him, signaling for her to despose of it.
"Yes sir, she's real pretty too" The man next to me says.
Aw, I'm blushing.
Not really.
"I have eyes, son" The man grunts before squinting at me.
"And you're right, she does. The looks of a new servant" He claps and shoos us away as if that's all.
Literally only 30 seconds of his time.
Not that I'm complaining.
I glare, not caring at all for any of these people, I want Xavier, and my mom.
I mournfully waddle with the man as he brings me down some stairs and into a room.
"This is your sleeping quarters" He unties me and leaves, locking the door on his way out.
I start my search immediately, looking around for any windows or bobby pins.
I spot a narrow barred up window, small, yet big enough for me to fit through if I tried hard enough I bet....
But I'll need to break the bars....
I snap my fingers in a burst of thought.
I'm supposed to be a servant here.... Which mean I'll be cleaning......
If I can find a way to 'clean under the tv' without raising any eye brows, I can grab the crow bar....Breaking the bars then the windows.
As far as getting up there goes....
I look around and spot a small feeble looking stool.
It'll have to do.
I feel a lot better after this plan, but it's not like it's 100% and there's still minor flaws.
How will I get it back to the room safely....
Is it gaurded outside of this place?
How will I get home?? I don't even know where we are!
The more flaws that pop up into my plan, the more discouraged I get, so it's better not to think about it too much.
We'll figure it all out soon.
I reach up and play with my dad's dog tags.
I wonder if anyone's noticed I'm gone....
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(Xavier's P.O.V)
I sigh and pace outside of Ava's house, I shouldn't be this worked up, she probably is sick.
But why do I feel like it's more than that.
I walk up to the door and knock a couple of times.
Ava's mom opens the door and gives me a confused look yet she smiles.
"Xavier, what are you doing here? " She questions.
"Is Ava home at at the moment? " I ask while peering over her shoulder slightly.
"Ava? No she's off at Lillith's house sorry to disappoint you" She laughs a little.
I frown and nod, not wanting to give anything away.
"It's too late at night and you're too young for booty calls anyways, so go home and sleep" She glares and shakes her head at me before closing the door.
I gape at her retreated figure before shaking my head and heading back to my bike.
Well, time to go confront Lillith I guess.
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(Avalon's P.O.V)
"Guess who.... " Someone calls while opening the door to my room.
"Satan? Come to take me away finally? I've been waiting for 3 years." I say in a monotone voice.
Look at me go, cheering myself up.
" No it's Ryder" He looks at me in confusion.
"I was right" I gasp and back up slightly protecting myself with the Bible.
I found it on the dresser, don't question it.
"That's a bitchy thing to say" He huffs and walks in, closing the door and ploping on my bed.
I stay silent and try not to throw the Bible at him, I need protection and this is all I have.
"What are you doing here? " I finally mutter while preparing to throw it at his horrid face.
"I work here. " He laughs.
"Well, more generally, I work for Gage's boss and he told me to give you a tour of the place since you're not leaving" He shrugs and stands up, stretching.
"I think I'll pass, you're probably lying anyways" I glare at him.
"Look Goldi, do you want to be yelled at by him or come and get the tour over with, with me. "
"Don't call me that"Â I hiss.
I don't know what kind of guy Gage's boss is.... The last thing I want is him killing me...
Actually, the last thing I want is to be next to Ryder, but maybe this tour could work out in my favor.
"Fine, I'll take the stupid tour" I stand up, grabbing the book as a weapon of defense.
"Oh no you don't" Ryder tsks before knocking the book out of my hands and quickly tying them up.
I gape at the book on the ground before looking back at Ryder, "God frowns upon you. "
"You're annoying, stop." He rolls his eyes and violently tugs me along.
Jerk.
I sigh quietly, following the person I hate most in the world.
The place is actually very small, and within 7 minutes we're at our last stop.
"This is where you'll be a lot of the time, which is unfortunate seeing as you can't cook, but you can be a decent waitress" He waves his hands in a bored tone.
"Start now" he lets go of me and throws a rag at me, which I obviously don't catch seeing as my hands are tied together.
I look at him for a second, trying to see if maybe he'll untie me.
"Have fun" He waves and leaves.
I wait for a moment before picking up the rag and walking to the living room.
I dust around the stand a bit, making sure no ones coming before trying to grab the crow bar with my tied hands.
It's a bit tough, but I manage to stuff it my pants.
Well that's not visible whatsoever.
Ugh.
I ignore my brain and waddle to my room, seeing no one in the halls.
I shimmy into my room and close my door, struggling a lot but finally getting the crowbar out and stuffing it into one of the pillows.
I've learned from the small tour that the door has two guards on the inside always there, so that's off the list.
Making this the only way out, and I'll have to make it work.
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Wow, I didn't know it was physically possible to be this tired.
But apPARENTLY IT IS-
Ugh I'm too stupid to function.
Guys, please leave the best pickup lines you can think of in the comments, I want to see if they're better than mine.
Mine suck.
"Are your parents bakers? Cause you're a cutie pie"
What was that? The sound of everyone leaving the book?
Happy Thanksgiving!!
Hope you enjoyed~ QBWð