I hadn't done much in this room, not like I was able to do much at all trapped in a place I didn't know where.

The night was turning to dawn as the sun rose ever so slowly above the horizon. Pink and purple splashed across the sky like water color paint. Gazing out the window I watched as the outline of the trees grew clearer and clearer with every inch the sun came up. It was a dense woods, from the looks of it I would have said it was more like a forest.

I tried to open the window for the fiftieth time but it wouldn't budge. I don't know why I tried again the more I tried the more I felt defeated.

I wondered where Aurora was, if she had even made it home. Did they catch her once I was trapped? Did she come back for me? Was Jozy okay?

All these questions and I was beginning to think I was never going to find the answers to them.

Caleb didn't come back after he left. No one came to the room either I was relieved. I didn't want to know what would come of me if they did come back. Would I be sold? Would I be... used?

My stomach turned with nausea thinking about all the possible things that could happen. I was completely at their mercy.

I slumped myself on the massive bed trying to calm my racing thoughts. Why couldn't I have just not have opened the door when Roy showed up? Better question Eve, out of all places to run and hide why the hell did you decide a strip club was a safe place?

I groaned moving my hands up and down my face rubbing in annoyance at my choices.

Suddenly there were footsteps that creaked from the old wooden floor. I sat up turning to face the door. It wasn't just one pair of feet it sounded like there were about five or six people wandering around the house.

Please don't come into this room, begged to myself grabbing the expensive-looking lamp on the bedside table. This was as good of a weapon as I'd get in this room.

My breathing was quickening with every creak that I heard. I was exhausted but above all paranoid, this could very well be the last time I'll be breathing.

Swallowing a lump I had in my throat I listened carefully. The doorknob jiggled and the door cracked open it was stopped by the desk I had pushed up against it earlier.

"What the-?" I heard a man's voice say perplexed that they weren't able to open the door.

"Open it Loz." I heard another man say. They both sounded familiar and as I recalled yesterday's attempted escape I remembered they were the same two guys that tried to take me away from Aurora.

"Gee Alex, why didn't I think of that?" I heard Lawerance's sarcastic voice retort back at Alex. "She has something pushed up against the door."

I watched as they pushed their bodies against the door. The door crept open ever so slightly every time that they pushed up against it. I grew more panicked as I saw Lawerance's hand on the inside of the room using the door frame to pry the door open.

Think faster Evelyn! I was nearly shouting at myself in my head. This was about survival, and right now I wasn't fighting hard enough to survive. I should have been trying to escape all this time.

I frantically searched the room over again In hopes of finding anything to keep them from entering, that's when I saw a metal hanger hanging in the open closet. I yanked it off the pool quickly unraveling it and twisting it together to make a sharp point.

The desk slide into the wall so hard I thought it may have left a dent. How could they have been struggling so badly to then so easily push the door open. As the two men fumbling inside the room I watched as Caleb stepped in just after them with such authority in his strides. When had he arrived?

I quickly hid the makeshift shank in the band of my sweat pants. I gulped as their eyes searched the room finally resting on mine. I was kneeling on the floor stuck in place from my anxiety. The bed side lamp was sat next to me. I slowly grabbed the lamp and stood up and backing away from them.

"Don't come any closer." I warned my voice was meek knowing I was no match for all three of them.

Caleb took a step closer I didn't hesitate as I flung the lamp directly at his head. He dodged it effortlessly with inhuman speed and agility. Perplexed and shocked I watched as his blue eyes began to swirl with a black void. What was with his eyes?They were constantly changing like a chameleon.

Scared I backed up more tripping over the rug with my heel. Caleb caught my forearm stopping my descend to the hardwood floor. His eyes still swirled and he was making that animalistic noise he made earlier in the night.

I took this as my signal to attempt a last ditch effort of escape. I swiftly pulled the shank from my sweat pants stabbing him in the arm that held me. He let go cussing in pain. I fell with a thud on the floor kicking him in the knee making him keel over in pain.

My adrenaline was pumping as I rushed to my feet running to the exit. I stopped however as I saw Lawerence blocking the door way, flicking his fingers from side to side in a "no" motion. Alex gripped my upper arm suddenly, the action made me pull from his grip, Lawerence moved to grab my other arm. I kicked and started to scream knowing I was about to die.

I screamed for help but it was no use, no one was around to hear. I was crying profusely as I started to hyperventilate completely panicked and going into shock. My heart was pounding so hard against my ribs I could hear ever pump in my head.

Caleb had walked in front of me pulling the shank that was deep in his arm. He didn't flinch as he removed it the blood trailed down his forearm as some droplets fall on the floor. The red liquid was clearly visible on the glossy texture of the wood floor. The droplets had just missed the expensive rug.

He placed his finger under my chin lifting my crying face to look up at him. A sob chocked out of me and his face twitched a little. He seemed uncomfortable looking at me, that made two of us. He dropped his fingers allowing my face to fall back down my tears fell from my face.

"Please... let me go." I begged my voice was so broken. I wasn't even sure they could understand me. "I won't tell anyone." I added in hopes it would persuade them to let me go.

"Move her to my room and tell Nora to bring the stuff up to the room." Caleb ordered, my heart dropping at the mention of his room. Why was I going to his room? Was I his or something? What if this is where it ends?

Thinking about it more I started to cry even louder losing all sense of emotional control. I was in such a panic that I was on the verge of passing out. I couldn't allow myself to pass out if I did it would really be over.

Lawrence and Alex pulled me out of the room and up the stairs. I didn't help them as I allowed my feet to drag making it as difficult as possible to move me.

"Please let me go." I said again this time my voice a little louder.

"Relax, it'll make things a lot easier for yourself if you just listen." Lawerence explained dragging me still, Alex hadn't said a single word only looking straight ahead distressed from what I could only think was from the situation earlier, or was it remorse?

They stopped in front of a door, Lawerence opened the door letting it swing open. The room was dark in color with a black duvet on the king bed that was opposite of the enterance. The bed was sat on a black and gold upholstered bed frame. The bed side tables were black marble with gold legs, gold plated lamps sat on top.

There was a black chaise lounge chair with gold legs on the far right side of the room. The room gave off an expensive and a den like feel to it.

Lawerence and Alex released their grip on me and I kneeled on the floor. I wasn't going in their myself they were going to have to pick me up and make me move.

"You are going to need to go in there." Lawerence told me as he grabbed my arm again to pull me to my feet I yanked my arm away.

"Loz-" Alex started to say.

"Don't Alex, not here." Lawerence cut him off giving him a stern look that was not meant to be questioned.

"Please don't make me." I whispered tears still welled up in my eyes.

Lawerence held a steady emotionless stare as he pushed me into the room. I desperately tried to keep the door open as I begged them not to lock me in here. It was no use as I watched Lawerence yank the door close locking me inside.

A sob came out as I pressed my back to the door sliding down fatigued and defeated.

"I'm going to die." I admitted to myself wiping my eyes.

I looked around the room again taking in the whole decor. It all looked expensive especially when the sun reflected off of the gold parts of the furniture. I stood up walking to a gold colored door behind the lounge chair. Opening it revealed a bathroom with two marble sinks, marble tiles and a marble shower. In one corner there was black tub with gold trim. Who were these people to afford such wealthy things?

I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I nearly didn't recognize myself as I examined my face. My eyes were puffy and red, the bags under my eyes were dark and tired from lack of sleep. My black curly hair was knotty and all over the place.

I searched the draws of the bathroom for any hair ties so that I could at least pull back my hair. There weren't any the only things I found was a few spare tooth brushes and men facial hair supplies. I don't know why I expected anything different.

The sound of the bedroom door clicking close had me shutting the light off in the bathroom and trying to hid myself in the powder room closet.

"I saw the light." I heard a female voice. "I'm not here to hurt you." She said walking into the bathroom and turning on the light. The powder room closet door was cracked a little and I was able see her face. Her medium skin tone was flawless and her long brown hair had streaks of dirty blonde in it. Her hair was pulled into a neat and high pony tail. She had to have been at least five foot nine, her legs seemed to go on for miles. This must be Nora the girl Caleb had mentioned earlier. "I know your scared but please change into these I'll be waiting out in the room, I know you are probably hungry."

As if my stomach was agreeing with her it grumbled loudly. I peeked a little from the door and she caught a glimpse of me. She smiled trying to be as polite and sweet as possible. She left quickly knowing I wasn't leaving this closet until she did so. Looking at the sink counter I saw a pair of jeans, a belt, and a black long sleeve shirt. There were sneakers on the floor but they were a couple sizes to big. I won't be using those.

Why were they giving me a change of clothes? Were they transporting me? Selling me?

I gulped at the realization that I was under their control.

I took my time changing not eager to leave the confines of the bathroom. I didn't want to face my fate I wanted to live. Please let me live I thought to myself. I had just finished fastening the belt as the jeans were a little big on me. They were long too the ends of the jeans covered all but the tips of my black socks.

I folded my clothes and put them on the bottom shelf of the powder room.

Cautiously, I rested my hand on the bathroom door knob as a sickening and anxious feeling start to build up inside. All I could hope was that this girl wasn't leading me to my death.