Chapter 2
Beca woke up in a lot of pain. Her head felt like it had been cleaved in two, her wrists were tied tightly to the arms of a straight backed chair, her ankles to the legs. Her legs were so short they didn't quite reach the ground in the chair, so the ankle ties were particularly painful.
She didn't want to open her eyes. She was desperately hoping the Bella's had kidnapped her as planned. When she finally opened them and blinked rapidly to adjust to the light, she was momentarily filled with relief. Directly across from her was her shower stalker, Chloe, also tied to a chair. For a tiny moment she thought she had been stupid, it had just been the Bella's.
But she realized immediately that Chloe was already a Bella. She wouldn't be tied to a chair with the rest of them. Fear flooded her body, but she didn't let it show. Instead she looked around for the first time and realized there were actually quite a few people in the room.
Chloe was unconscious. So was the large blond girl to Beca's right, but everyone else was awake. The tall bossy chick was next to Chloe looking livid. She had moved her chair about three feet back, struggling, disrupting the otherwise perfect, evenly spaced circle they had been arranged in.
She caught Beca looking at her. "What are you staring at freak?! We need to get out of here!" She screamed.
"Oh don't get her yelling again." The girl on Beca's left sighed. "Don't know how you guys stayed out so long with her ranting and raving over there. My name is Cynthia-Rose by the way."
"Well excuse me for trying to get us out of here! While you all just sit there and stare at each other!" She shouted.
"Will you calm down? You're not helping Aubrey!" The small blond on Chloe's other side asked. "What's you're name?"
"Beca." She ignored Aubrey's eye roll. "You?"
"Ashley." Ashley went around the circle telling Beca everyone's names. "And I think you know Chloe, she is still out. Aubrey Loudmouth of course, then Denise, Cynthia Rose, you, Sleeping girl, Stacie, Jessica, and silent Asian."
"Her name is Fat Amy!" Aubrey said with an agitated tone.
"Fat Amy? But she's super skinny?!" Ashley said.
"Not the silent Asian, the sleeping girl! She told me her name was Fat Amy."
"Why would she call herself fat? Oh well it doesn't matter. We need a plan."
"Oh now you want to try to get out?!" Aubrey shouted some more. "Where have you been!"
"Waiting for you to shut up." Ashley answered smoothly. "You've been out a long time Beca, I was the first to wake up and we've been here for hours. I am worried about what is going to happen once we're all awake."
"I've been worried about that too. Aubrey said, distracted from her own frustration. "I think that must be what they're waiting for. But I can't-" she jumped the chair a little more "get-out if this-damn-chair!" On the last scoot, she twisted somehow and the chair fell sideways with an almighty crash.
"Good job skippy. You trying to wake the dead or something?" Fat Amy said, waking up at last. "What are we doing?" She looked around in mild surprise waiting for someone to explain.
Beca opened her mouth to respond when several things happened at once. She made brief eye contact with Chloe. Then she did a double take. Chloe was awake. As if someone else realized this at the exact same moment, a door slammed directly behind Beca. Everyone else in the room turned to look at it, but Beca couldn't so she sat, paralyzed with fear at the looks on everyone else's faces.
