“Damien, look what we got!” Jayy said in a sing song voice. His grip on my wrist had my hand hurting like crazy. I pretended like it was hurting really bad by crying and trying to shake my hand away from his grip.

This was all a scene to get the so called ‘leader’ to believe I was an innocent girl.

Damien… He was the leader. He glanced over at me with blue green eyes. He looked me up and down without the least bit of hesitation. A small smirk formed at the corner of his lips, a not too good one to say the least. I gulped at the sight of it, putting a halt to my façade.

“She’s perfect…” His voice sounded raspy for his young appearance. He looked about forty years old with dirty blonde hair. “Jayy, take her down to his room. Wait for him to arrive and then you may be dismissed.” He said with the wave of a careless hand.

“Alright, I’ll be sure to watch after her until he arrives, sir!” Jayy chirped, picking me up bridal style once again. I sat in his arms emotionlessly. I had officially given up trying to escape. It was obvious I wasn’t going to be going anywhere anyways. I’d just have to see where things would lead and hope I’d to come out alive.

“Where are we going?” I asked him. “Who are we waiting for?”

Jayy kicked open a dusty door and looked around before entering.

“We are going to stay here until Damien’s kids arrive.” Jayy said, pulling up two crates. One was for me to sit on and one for him.

I’d grown accustomed to Jayy. Maybe it was because he was my age and kind of got sucked into the same situation a year earlier. He was definitely better than Zack and Ash. Those were the names of the other two men that had captured me the previous night. Those two were brutal with everything they did.

Jayy was my lifesaver. If it weren’t for him, I would been malnourished, dirty, and beaten by now. I understand things like this are miracles, and I greatly appreciate this one.

“Why am I here?” I asked him. We were sitting at the window that overlooked the city. A couple of scary gangsters were poised at the entrance. They scouted for the dealers and fresh meat just like me.

“Wrong place, wrong time and it just so happens you’re a girl.” Jayy said, staring mindlessly out the window.

“What does it have to do with me being a girl? You were taken and you were a boy.”

“Were?” He chuckled. “I’m pretty such I still am a boy.” He punched my arm playfully “But…” He started out; all of the playfulness was gone from his voice. “I’m trying to find a way to tell you without offending you.” He mumbled.

“You won’t, I promise.” I giggled, holding out my pinkie for him to intertwine his with mine.

“You’re sure a kid.” Jayy says, interlocking his pinky with mine. “Alright, you see. Girls are really rare in this organization or ‘gang’ as most people call it. So when we get our hands on a girl, a young one especially, Damien kind treats her ‘special’ and makes her feel like she’s at home. After the honeymoon period of your time here, Damien will…” He stopped abruptly when two young men appeared at the door.

What in the world?

“Jodelle, what are you doing here…” Parker says with his eyes wide open, just like mine were. We stared at each other for what seemed like forever, just taking it in. 

“What are you doing here?” I frowned. “Spencer?” Spencer and Parker were both at the door with grim looks on their faces.

“Jayy, what’s going on?” I demanded, standing up.

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