"So, what do you say?" he asked. He spoke the words slowly. They made me nervous. So what did I say? Should I? Shouldn't I? Oh, what’s the use? It doesn't matter either way, does it? He's going to use those gorgeous green eyes and that wise logical smile to convince me to go anyway. However I might as well look like I’ve made the decision.
"Ok. But please no more games," I said knowing I’ll regret coming along to this stupid party. The party was on the outskirts of the city. It was a rough area and many murders had happened around there recently. My mum-if she was here-would have freaked at me going even a mile near the place. But she's dead so what can she do now? I will be safe with James, right? Nothing will happen. Well, that’s what I told myself.
He opened the car door for me and I got in. He slammed it closed. In seconds we were on the motorway and in minutes we'd arrived...
Yeah, it was like any other party, loud music, drunks feeling people up, drugs being dealt in the corner of the room. But with James next to me everyone seemed to stare. People smiled menacingly at me. They all seemed to turn to face me looking excited.
"Erm James..." I began but I realised he wasn't there. I looked around my self. It started to get crowded. I felt surround and trap. No, I was surrounded and trapped. My knees buckled and I hit the floor. The darkness took over. Five words rang in my head:
So, what do you say?