Warning, this is Ma, Mature adult, sexual content and self harm do come to play.

Daisy was a small, five one to be exact, only fourteen years of age. She was a blonde girl, with big thick glasses that covered her face, her figure was curvy, she had b-cup breasts and a nice curve around her hips. That though is beside the point, this story isnt just about this girl, its also about a boy. This boy was named Nash Grier, a tall sarcastic fellow with alluring blue eyes and black hair.

"Mom, I'm going to the mall with some friends, I'll be back in a few hours, I'm walking!" Daisy called over her shoulder, she wasn't giving her mother any time to argue, Daisy was going, whether her mother liked it o not; the only thing was, she didn't know it was going to be the last time she ever saw her mother.

"Well alright, have fun, I love you," her mother hollered back.

"I love you too." Daisy was out the door and on her way to the mall; in fact she knew a short cut, Daisy was going to half her time by walking through the ally way, she had done it a million times before, what was one more? Daisy turned the corner onto the dark street no one ever seemed to be around, though today there was. Three tall figures were standing backs turned from Daisy, all facing the inside of an opened van.

Daisy inspected the three men, there was the one with black hair, pale skin and toned body, another with brown hair and tan skin, he was wearing a tank top and basketball shorts, and the last one, pale with dark brown hair. Daisy decided that these men were not menacing and walked past them.

All three turned around at once, eyeing her down, the one with black hair freaked her out, she didn't like the hungry longing look in his eyes and plastered over his face. Daisy gave him a dirty look and continued walking, that was until a warm hand wrapped around her wrist and pulled her back, "where are you going, you're in such a hurry," a male spoke from behind her.

Daisy whipped around, unsurprised by which one it was, "I'm going anywhere else than here," she stated subornly.

Nash shook his head, "no sweety you're not," he pulled Daisy towards his chest, before pushing her down, he watched hr head slam into the concrete, her eyes remaining closed. Foolish girl.