A/N: I only own the OC.

I hope that you all enjoy this story. I wanted to write something different. A lot of superstars will be making appearances in this story.

I was floored when my parents told me what happened on my 21st birthday. I had been promised to someone? What the fuck... it was 2016! People weren't slaves to each other anymore. People didn't sell their children to each other. I had no idea what had just happened, but the world I knew had just changed completely. I was promised/ sold to someone. I had just finished my degree in mursing... this kind of stuff only happened in 3rd world countries.

I had walked out of the house as soon as they had told me; we weren't rich enough for me to have my own car so I started walking. I also knew that I needed a car. I should have gotten one by now, but stupid me I thought that I would need a college education more. I needed to be away for the moment, but I also needed my best friend.

I walked a little under a mile and smiled when I saw that her car was in the driveway. I had forgotten my phone when I had left my parents house. I realized it about a few feet from the house, but I was not going back to get it. I knocked and she opened the door a minute later.

"Briar, are you alright?" she asked me once she saw my expression. I am sure that it was somewhere between crying and cussing. She pulled me inside and we went straight to our place. We had a secret place since we were in junior high, and it still served its purpose to this day.

I sighed as I looked around the treehouse. The photos were worn, weathered, and torn but they were all happy. The boards were filled with names of crushes, our signatures, and our plans for the future.

"What's going on?" Alicia asked me as I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. I didn't want to tell her; I wanted to run away, but she was my best friend. I didn't know who else to turn to and I had no money with me.

"My parents just informed me that they sold me when I was a child, and on my 21st birthday I have to go with this person." I said and she looked at me with shock, horror, and amusement. I knew that it sounded stupid and it was even worse when I said it.

"I am serious, Al." I said and she started laughing. I knew that she meant well, I didn't want to hear it, but I couldn't help but laugh now too. I knew that it sounded ridiculous, but it was really happened.

"Are you going to turn into a Disney princess too?" she asked me as we started to laugh even more. I knew that I needed the laugh because I would have to deal with the seriousness later.

We finally calmed down and she really didn't know what to do or say. The realization that everything was going to change, that I wasn't going to have a normal life anymore, and that my birthday was in two days left us both in silence for a few minutes.

"So, they are serious? Like this isn't just a you need to get a real job and a life?" she asked me and I nodded. My dad had pulled out some old document and emails to show me because I had laughed in their faces.

"Do you know who?" she asked me and I sighed. I knew who, but I didn't want to tell anyone.

"The Balor's." I mumbled and she gasped. The Balor family was known for being ruthless in the drug trade and in weapon trafficking. They were the family of Miami; they had everything. I know that no one told them no. I couldn't figure out what my family had done to get involved with them.

"So, your parents just sprung this one you? You have no idea why?" she asked me and I shook my head no.

"I have no idea and I am not sure I want to know why. I mean, what the hell? They are involved with drug and weapons people?" I asked her and she sighed.

"Oh, I didn't mean to involve you." I told her as soon as I realized that her father was a FDLE offier, but she hugged me instead of being mad.

"He isn't going to know anything." she reassured me and I hugged her again. She really was my best friend.

"I just want to know why? I have nothing to offer these people. I had never had a boyfriend, I had no social life, I was awkward, and my looks were nothing special. My hair was a normal brown color and I had brown eyes. I didn't work out, and I obviously wasn't rich. I was so confused about everything right now.

I stayed with Alicia for a while before she drove me home. I didn't want to go home, but I didn't want the cops called on me. I knew that leaving Alicia meant that I might not see my best friend again before my life ended as I knew it.I hated my parent.

I took a deep breath and tried to collect myself. I didn't want to walk to my house, but I felt my feet take me there just like they always had. I walked in and my parents were sitting in the living room. I had nothing to say to them; I didn't want to leave them without speaking to them, but I felt so betrayed. I walked past them, and headed to my room when someone spoke to me.

"Briar, my you look beautiful." a voice said and I stopped. I turned around to see my mother and father sitting with an older gentleman who had blondish hair and a crooked smile. He had a heavy English accent and was dressed immaculately.

"What's going on?" I asked them and the man let out a chuckle. He stood up and I got both a warm and cold sensation from him.

"I take it your parents told you what would happen on your birthday?" he asked me and I nodded.

"Well, I am here to collect you and take you to the Balor's." he said and I felt my knees give out. I fell to the ground and my mother gasped. She rushed over and hugged me. I wanted to push her away, but I needed her so much now.

"You will see them again; this is no time for theatrics." the man said and I looked up at him. He was cold and didn't seem to care that he was ripping me from my family.

I managed to hug them, tell them good bye, collect a few of my items and get into the car with him. He was in a very nice town car. I knew that my other items were being delivered to me, but I didn't get any comfort from knowing that since I didn't even know where I was going.

I watched my house disappear from my view and I felt a few tears slip down my cheeks. My life as I knew it was completely gone.

"You will enjoy your new life." the man said in some attempt to comfort me, but I didn't want me new life. I wanted my old life. I wanted to be normal... I wanted to be with my family.

AN: Let me know what you think! Enjoy!