After school, I was walking down the street, heading to work like I normally did and the wind hit my face but it was a soothing feeling. I felt relieved being out of my hellhole I call my home.
After I made it to the fancy restaurant I work at, I walked in and clocked in. Tying my hair up nicely into a bun, I started to take people's orders and then served their food but then a guy walked in and sat down at a table alone. I walked over to his table and then got my paper and pen out, smiling at him softly.
I wonder why he came here alone instead of bringing someone with him.
"Hello sir." I said. "What would you like to order?"
"I would like to order water." He replied.
"Okay." I said unsure. "Is that all?"
"I would also like to talk to you after you give me my drink." He said, smiling at me.
I nodded in agreement and then walked away, trying to process what had just happened. I got his drink and then walked back to him, putting a smile onto my face. Giving the drink to him, I immediately sat down and looked at him while he drank his water.
"So what did you want to talk about?" I asked him.
"Well, I am doing a newspaper article about women and why they have the jobs that they have." the man replied, smiling.
"Oh okay!" I said, faking excitement.
He started asking me questions and I answered them very honestly because I wanted to be very truthful to him, even though I didn't know him. After he was done asking me questions, he paid the check and then gave me twenty dollars. He started to walk out of the restaurant but then turned towards me.
"I have to ask you one more question." He said. "Do you eat meat?"
"Yes I do." I said awkwardly.
"Okay." He replied back. "That is all."
That's a strange question question. What does meat have anything to do with this newspaper article?
I watched the guy walk away and tried to process what had just happened. I shook my head and continued my shift at restaurant, not knowing what would happen to me after today. At five thirty pm, after I was finished with my shift at work, I left the restaurant and started to walk home but then a white van pulled up to me and honked, startling me. The car made a sudden stop and I stopped walking, slowly turning around. The front door window rolled down, revealing a man in the car. My eyes immediately widened.
Oh my god, its the guy from the restaurant. What the fuck does he want?
"Hey, do you need a ride.?" the man asked.
"No thank you." I replied politely. "I'm fine."
He opened the door and slowly got out of the car. He slammed the door and started to walk towards me but I started to run away from but I wasn't quick enough because he tackled me onto the ground. Then, he pulled out a syringe out of his pocket and injected me with it. As the drug kicked in, my eyes started to feel heavy and I tried to fight it but all I could see was darkness.
The next day, I woke up with a huge headache and slowly sat up, groaning in pain. Everything that happened the day before came flooding back to me and all I could do was look around to see what my surroundings looked like but then I was interrupted by the door opening, which startled me.
"W-who's there?" I stuttered, looking at the door. "Show yourself."
A group of people walked out of the darkness and smiled at me like I’m apart of their group or something. A girl came over to me and sat next to me, removing some of my hair out of my face.
“She’s cute.” The boy said. “Is this my new girl?”
“Of course she is.” His dad said.
“What is your name?” Another boy asked.
“I-I’m Diane.” I stuttered. “Who are you guys?”
“I am Ethan.” One of the boys said, walking over to me. “And you are my girl. My wife.”
Wife? What the fuck is going on? I don’t want to be his goddamn wife! Is this some sick joke?!
“I am Dre.” The second boy replied. “I’m Ethan's younger brother.”
“And I am Milena.” The girl said.
“My name is Anthony.” His dad said. “Welcome to your new home.”
When my dad told me that I could finally have my girl, I was so excited and I couldn't wait to meet her. The moment I saw her, she was beautiful, even though she was scared but all I could do was look at her and try to comfort her as much as possible. Sighing softly, I sat down next to her and touched her face softly.
She is so beautiful. I am so lucky to have her as my wife.
"You are so beautiful." I said to her. "I hope you settle in very soon."
"P-please stop touching me." she stuttered. "I want to leave."
"Shut up." I said sternly. "You are not leaving and that is final!"
I got up and slowly walked to the door but then turned around and looked at my beautiful wife, thinking about what to say to her next.
"Get yourself cleaned up and come downstairs." I told her. "You have to do your chores and then get dinner ready after you do your chores."
I left the room and closed the door. I walked down the stairs and looked at my father, smirking slightly.
"So how is she?" my father asked.
"She's scared." I replied.
"Scared?" Milena asked.
"Yeah." I said, nodding.
"Well, she better settle in soon or else I'll have to make her and that won't be fucking pretty." my younger brother snarled. "And I'm being fucking serious!"
After a few minutes, I heard my bedroom door opened and then closed. Silence filled the whole house and all we could do was wait for what will happen next. Diane, my wife, walked down the stairs and then looked at me but I didn't make any eye contact with her. Walking over to my wife, I kissed her cheek lightly and smiled.
"I have to go outside and work with the boys." I said to Diane, slowly walking away from her. "So do what you are suppose to do."
Diane got the supplies out of the closet and started to do her chores. I nodded in approval and then walked out of the house with Dre and my father, closing and locking the door tightly from the outside, so, it would make it more difficult for Diane to try and escape from us. Walking away from our house, all three of us walked out to the open field and then started to work our asses off.
After the boys left, I immediately stopped what I'm doing and started to walk around the house, looking for a way out but i did not find anything. Walking to the front door, I grabbed onto the doorknob and started to turn it violently, trying to open it but it was locked tightly.
I hope that I will be able to escape this place soon because I do not want to live here for the rest of my life with these crazy psychopaths.
After thirty minutes of searching for a way out, I finally gave up and went to back to doing the chores and making dinner. Then, after I was finished with making dinner, the boys walked back in all sweaty and sat down at the dinner table.
"Whew." Dre said, breathing hard. "What a long ass day."
"I know." Ethan replied, smiling a little bit. "I am fucking hungry."
"Both of you watch your mouths!" Anthony yelled, banging his fists on the table. "Both of you don't have the right to use that type of language."
"Sorry sir." Ethan and Dre said, looking down.
"Um the food is ready." I said softly.
All three men looked at my and smiled, which made me feel uncomfortable. Walking over to the table, I served the food and sat down at the dinner table with the boys. I started to eat my food with them while they talked about random shit that I didn't care about. Using the fork to stab the meat, I picked it up and tasted the meat, which made it very hard for me to chew because it did not taste like normal meat. You see, it was not hard like a rock but it was sweet and very chewy, which was very strange.
"What type of meat is this?" I asked, making all three of the boys look at me.
"It is pork."Dre said quickly. "Now stop asking questions!"
"Okay." I replied. "I-I'm sorry."
I hope that I am able to escape sooner because it would give me a huge advantage to this situation.
They talked about lots of things but I kept eating and zoning out of their conversations because I did not care about what they were talking about. All I cared about was escaping this hellhole and go back to the place I called home. After we were done eating our dinner, I cleaned up the mess and then cleaned up the dishes and dinner table before going upstairs. After I was done with that, I walked up the stairs and into Ethan's room. Taking my clothes off, I changed into a new pair of pajamas and then Ethan laid down on the bed. I laid down next to him and he pulled the covers onto us. He wrapped his arms around my waist and gave me a kiss on the cheek, slowly falling asleep. I still couldn't believe all of this shit was happening to me and I needed a brain break because of the long day that I had, so, I fell asleep and darkness took over me.
The next day
After the alarm went off, I woke up and sat up on the bed, yawning loudly while stretching my body out. Ethan came out of the bathroom all dressed and then looked at me, smiling at me.
"Good morning baby." He said, coming over to me and kissing my cheek.
"G-good morning." I stuttered, getting out of our bed butt naked.
What the hell happened last night? Did Ethan and I have sex last night?
Grabbing my clothes out of the closet, I walked into the bathroom and put my clothes onto the floor. Turning the shower faucet on, I got in and closed the curtain behind me, starting to wash my body up. After I finished, I grabbed the shampoo and opened it. Putting the shampoo in my hand, I put it in my hair and rubbed it all in very well. Then, I rinsed my shampoo out of my hair and felt so much better.
"Finally." I whispered in relief.
After I was done taking a shower, I turned the faucet and then turned it off. Getting out, I shivered and grabbed my towel from the toilet seat, wrapped it around my body. Walking over to the bathroom closet, I opened it and grabbed another towel. I wrapped the towel around my hair and sighed in relief. After a while, I used the towel [that's wrapped around my body] to dry my whole body off and then dropped it on the floor. Picking my clothes up off of the floor, I got dressed quickly and then unwrapped my hair.
I grabbed a hairbrush and then brushed it quickly, getting all of the knots out of my hair. Twenty minutes later, I opened the bathroom door and then walked out, leaving the bathroom. Walking down the stairs, I went into the kitchen and started to make breakfast but while I was doing that, I heard a loud knock and my curiosity got the best of me. Dre walked to the front door and then unlocked it, slowly opening it.
"Hello." Dre said. "How may I help you?"
"H-hi." the girl stuttered. "My car broke down and I walked four miles. Can I come in and use your phone?"
"Of course you can." Dre smirked. "Come in."
Dre opened the front door all the way and then the girl walked into our house. She looked around and shivered slightly, wanting to see her surroundings. Milena slammed the door and then locked it tightly behind her.
"Where is your phone?" the girl asked.
"Oh we don't have a phone." Milena replied, holding one of her sais behind her back.
"You don't own a phone?" she questioned Milena. "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"Watch your language!" Anthony yelled at the girl.
"Fuck you." she mumbled. "It's so fucking stupid that you don't own a goddamn phone!"
Milena and Ethan walked behind the girl and started to stab her in the most horrendous way. I gasped and looked away but Dre went over to me and grabbed my head and made me watch them kill the poor girl. She screamed and tried to fight back but both of them were too strong for her.
"Please do not kill me!" the girl begged, blood gushing out of her mouth. "I am sorry!"
"I don't care!" Milena yelled. "Just die!"
Tears rolled down my cheeks while I watched in horror and all I could see was all of her blood and guts splattered everywhere. I already knew that she was dead but that didn't stop them from making sure that she was dead and they were drenched in her blood.
"Enough." Dre finally said, letting go of my head. "She is finally dead."
"Good." Milena replied coldly.
"Carry the body to the basement." Anthony ordered Ethan and Milena.
They put their weapons into their pockets and nodded obediently at Anthony. Both of them picked the body up and walked to the locked up basement. Milena took a key out of her pocket and then unlocked the door. She pushed the door opened with her foot and then walked in with Ethan while they are carrying the body inside. Starting to walk over to the basement door, I was about to walk in but Dre pulled me away before I could go any further. He went over to the door and slowly closed it.
"What's in there?" I asked.
"It is none of your business!" Dre yelled. "And stop asking questions! It is annoying!"
Nodding at Dre, I broke free and walked away from him. I had to find a way to escape and report them to the police before its too late.