Chapter 1 ~ Taken Away

1You know how people say everything happens for a reason? Well…those people are on damn crack or something because they are not at all right.

Not by a long shot.

Because if everything did happen for a reason, then being here, being in these…being sold…Did that happen for a reason?

I was just a normal seventeen year old girl. I was just…I was just Ace Styles.

That was my name…not that that it was any use, anyone. No one called me by my name…no one knew my name here.

Not in this place. Not for the last two days that I'd been here for.

Not since that day…that fateful night when they…when I was…

It was a normal night. I was coming home from my friend's house after just having a Girl's Night with us and a few other people, one that I really needed after that annoying fight with my dad…again.

I wasn't really sure about the time, maybe just some time past midnight. Not that he would give a damn about the time when I got back.

The night was dark and cold, having nothing but just almost broken streetlights and very dim stars to light the way…and lighten the mood ever so slightly.

Still, it didn't help hide the feeling that I was being followed…especially after I saw it. I hadn't been able to notice it before since it blended well into the night. It became clear as it passed through a flickering streetlight, the wheels coming to a screeching stop.

A dark van. Following me.

I swallowed a little and picked up the pace, almost starting at a jog as I hurried down the sidewalk; the heels of my boots clacking hard against the hard stone as I hurried.

The van continued to follow, albeit very slowly, as if still trying to pretend it wasn't following…and maybe it wasn't.

Who knows? I wasn't about to risk that chance, so I picked up the pace, quicker, quicker, even quicker still…until.

Snap! I collapsed to the ground; my heel snapping off and making me fall as I heard wheels squeak to a complete and total stop right beside me.

Damn it, damn it, damn it! I couldn't stop my brain from racing with complete panic as I scrambled to take off my other shoe and get back up.

Too late.

Bulky, strong arms reached from behind me and grabbed my arm before I could make a run from it.

Crap!

"Let me go you creep! Fuck you! Let me go, damn it!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I tried to pull away from the man holding me.

Another man appeared in front of me and slapped me hard across the face. "Shut up, fucking bitch." He shook his head, pulling out a roll of duct tape from the long trench coat her wore.

"No! Don't you dare! Don't come anywhere-" Too late. He slapped the tape right across my mouth, thus gagging and silencing me.

I tried to pull away and get my hand free when I felt something cold and metallic slap my wrists together and stopping anymore movement. I tried to kick the man in front of me in the crotch, but before I could, the one behind me swept me up into his bulky arms and made my kick miss.

Another set of handcuffs went around my ankles before I was set on the ground again.

"She definitely is a feisty one." The man in front of me grumbled, forcing my head up to make me look at him and see that toothless grin of his; his horrible breath carrying over to my nose and it was enough to make me gag.

"Aye, she is, indeed. No wonder her father was willing to pay so much to sell her." My eyes went wide with what the other man had said.

My…father did this…? He arranged to have me kidnapped like this…it was his fault I was in this mess?

I mean, yeah, we fought; yeah, he was an alcoholic bastard and a jerk…but he still loved me…Didn't he?

He would hit me…he never…but then…

The toothless man grinned slightly at my reaction. "Aw, she didn't know…Won't she be in for a surprise." He laughed, making more of his awful breath travel over to me before he released his grip on me as the other man grabbed me. "Come on. We have a schedule to keep."

He walked back to the van with the other man carrying me behind me. He shoved me inside before suddenly everything went dark as a blindfold was over my eyes.

Then I heard the wheels screech…and we were off…

So…

…Does everything happen for a reason?