A/N: I see you're all slightly freaking out as to what will happen with Mallory at Nicholas' apartment with Neil and Tyler headed to the club, will he meet Max? Oh boy.

Please, do me a favor and check out two of my favorite FF's Promise & Stripped. They're written by CharlieBelle and you can find them in my favorites, I love them. Charlie happens to be one of the most hardcore fans of IAOY and I adore her for that. As she says my fics are her "personal brand of heroin".

*CHAPTERS WILL BE SHORTER FROM NOW ON. There's a purpose to it, I'm not doing it for torture, trust me.

I am warning you, this isn't pretty. If you don't want to see drama/angst happening..I'm warning you now.

TYLER

I got here and immediately went around to all the girls. They all probably thought that I was absolutely insane. Oddly enough they all told me what they knew, she had been in a few times since she quit and always went right to the back. She wasn't up front dancing or out back fucking. Apparently she had been meeting with Max, the boss. They told me she always left after a little while but they didn't know details.

One fucking girl told me that she thought he was fucking her. How dare she even say that to me? Mallory would never do that to me. I bet you she was just jealous of Mallory of some shit, girls were petty like that. I ignored her comments and just went towards the back. Some body guard met me there and told me I wasn't allowed to talk to the boss. Fuck that.

I made a scene. Okay, not really. I may have said that the girl who told me Mallory was fucking him had done some shit to me that pissed me off. No company likes unhappy customers. I hated to do that to her but at the same time I couldn't believe she'd lie. The body guard walked me right to Max. I needed to talk to this Max fellow. I needed to know what he knew about Mallory and why she kept randomly disappearing to go to job interviews that I wasn't sure existed anymore. I hoped she wasn't lying to me but something told me she might be visiting here and I was worried. I didn't want her to fall back into her old patterns. I'm sure that girl wouldn't get in trouble, I'd tell him before I left that I had made it up, that she didn't do shit. I just needed to get answers and I was about to do whatever it fucking took to get them.

He will know where she is.

"You're Max?" He wasn't bad looking, I wouldn't doubt that he had his share of women around here. He looked kind of dangerous though, I wasn't scared. I just hoped he'd never touched Mallory while she worked here, please tell me he didn't.

"You're Tyler, correct?" He knew my name, huh. That was very weird. How would he know my name? Maybe it was from the night I attacked one of Mallory's clients. That didn't go over well here, I knew that.

"Yes."

"Sit down, have a drink." He motioned for me to sit down at the chairs in front of me. I did. He handed me some golden colored liquid in a short glass, whiskey. Well, at least he had good taste in alcohol. "What can I do for your Mr. Hawkins?"

He knew my last name? That was odd. How the fuck would he know that? I'm slightly freaked out now. Whatever, I needed to focus.

"I'm looking for some information regarding Mallory's employment here." I figured I might as well sound as business like as I possibly could. I thought that it might earn me some respect, not just going right for the ass hole move of yelling at him and demanding to know why my girlfriend has been here.

"Why?"

"Because I have heard she's been coming to see you and I want to know why."

"Who have you heard that from?" He was asking as many questions as I was. I don't know if I am allowed to care though, since he knows things I need to know.

"Some of her friends."

"I see. Now are you the same man who came into this club and assaulted a customer?" He remembered me. How the fuck did he remember me? There must be cameras in here, he must have looked at them. Probably. I can't lie.

"Yes."

"I see. What is your relationship to Mallory?" He asked, sitting at the chair opposite of me. There was something in his eyes that told me he already knew, but I spoke anyways.

"I'm her boyfriend."

"Oh?" He questioned, taking a large sip of his whiskey. "I was under the impression that you two had broken up?"

He was under the impression? What the fuck?

"And who might you have heard that from?"

"Mallory." What? That meant not only had she been here, she had been talking to him. Not only talking to him though, she had been talking about us. This couldn't be true, he was lying. She probably had said that when she was still here, working. She probably just said it so that she could quit without looking like she was doing it for me, it had to be something silly like that. Or maybe so that customers wouldn't freak out she told them she was single, that would be something he could over hear.

"I'm sure you heard her incorrectly, when was the last time you spoke to her?"

"Let me think.." A while ago, right? "Not even an hour ago."

I think the air had been sucked out of me, I couldn't breathe. She had been here. She had been here not even an hour ago. That can't be true, I wont let myself believe it.

"What was she doing here?"

"You have a lot of questions don't you? Though, I suppose I have had a lot for you as well."

"I am just trying to put some pieces together, I'm sure you can understand." I wanted him to like me, to talk to me. I needed to know what was going on, what the fuck was happening with the girl I loved.

Was she even the same person that I thought she was?

MALLORY

I'm fucking screwed.

Max sent me to Nicholas house knowing that Neil would be here too. I just know it. There is no way in fucking hell he didn't know it.

Fucking pig. I cant even believe he would do that to me. Is that why I was off the hook for fucking him tonight, because he figured he'd be fucking me over my sending me here?

Or maybe I would still have to fuck? I shivered at the thought. No, they wouldn't.

"So we still don't get your name, mystery girl?"

"No, I'm good. I'm just here for the deal." Who's voice was that? It couldn't be mine. I sounded calm and collected, the complete and total opposite of how I actually felt inside.

"Just here for the deal? Well I'm afraid we may have some conditions you'll need to fulfill before you can leave us with that money." Nicholas came from behind me, wrapping his arm around my waist. I moved to push him off and he held tighter. I stayed where I was.

They wouldn't hurt me,that would be wrong. They wanted something. What did they want?

I had a feeling I wasn't here because I was smart, I was here for my body. I was here for revenge.

"Nick, no need to get into those details yet. How is you're lovely boyfriend Tyler doing?" Neil spoke, his voice was smooth and careful. Tyler. Of course. Of course he would want to hurt Tyler by using me. I looked at him and noticed that it looked like he had been in a fight I wondered when that would have happened and wished I could meet who hit him. I know for a fact whatever happened Neil deserved it. He deserved every single bad thing that came his way because of what he did to Tyler.

"What happened to your face Neil, did you walk into something?" I was still fighting to get out of Nicholas' reach but I couldn't help but jab at Neil, especially when he decided to bring up Tyler. You don't fucking do that.

"Such a sarcastic mouth on you. I cant wait till you suck me off with it." My heart is pounding. No, no, no, no. This can't be happening. This is the point in time where I would be saying, fuck no. Telling him that his dick can't go anywhere near me or my mouth. Telling him I'm sure he has a pinky dick or that I could get off faster fucking a cue tip. The problem is that I'm not in the position to be that girl. I'm alone. I'm with two large, strong men. I'm being kept in the kitchen with the two of them and I can't fight them both off. This is definitely not the time for my mouth.

I need to think of a plan to get out of here and do it fast. I can't stay long.

I don't know what they have planned but I also don't want to find out.

"I don't think Max would like that very much, I'm just here to make a deal." It comes out before I think about it but it works.

"So you do want to suck my dick, you just don't think Max would like it? I truly don't think he'd mind. You are a whore, aren't you?" He started walking towards me, eyes starting directly into mine. I couldn't look away, I didn't want to seem weak.

"Here's the stuff, could I have the money?" I put the box down on the counter, as a peace offering . He stopped in his tracks, not anticipating my words. I was playing it safe, trying to get them to forget about me and think about what was in the box. I was scared. I would never be able to hold my tongue in situations, except when it came to protecting myself. Right now, I was protecting myself. I didn't want this shit to go bad, I didn't even want to know what they were thinking.

"Why don't you take off your coat, baby? Get Comfortable." I jumped as Nicholas spoke, his hands reached up by my neck to take off my coat. I hugged my arms around me, trying to keep it on. I was wearing my fucking slutty things again. He would take it the wrong way again. Maybe it was planned like that though. Maybe Max knew all this was going to happen.

It was possible, I wouldn't doubt it.

This all seemed like a fucking set up.

"No, I'm good. Really, I just want to get the money and get back, I'm doing another job tonight." I lied. Please, believe me.

"No you aren't." Nicholas said and tucked his fingers underneath my coat, pulling it. I didn't fight it because I knew by the tone of his voice it wouldn't help me if I did. It would only make all of this worse.

TYLER

"She's doing what?" I screamed at him. I yelled as loud as I fucking could. He couldn't be telling me the truth, it had to be lies.

"Look, Tyler, I'm trying to help you. She came to me and told me that she wanted to make more money. She said that she didn't want anyone to know, I assume that is because of you. I told her that we didn't have anything else she could do, she was already doing it all." He paused, shaking his head with sympathy. He felt bad for me, he fucking pitied me right now.

"She said that she knew we dealt drugs here as well, which we do but I would never push one of them into doing that. I know that they are dancing and money fucking for a reason. I know they're damaged girls, I just try to be here when I can."

"She wouldn't do that." Im still yelling, its uncontrollable.

"Tyler, I'm just telling you what happened. I told her that we did but that I usually have someone else go on the deals. She insisted that I let her go on them instead of work in the club. I didn't want to deny her, you can understand that, right? Not being able to deny her?"

This couldn't be true, no. She couldn't do that to me.

It all made sense though didn't it? I didn't know her that well, I never knew where she'd been going. She told me she quit, but she could have just meant dancing. She could have just not told me that she took another job. She had come back here before, saying she needed to take care of something. Saying that a two week notice was done everywhere else, why not at her job.

I believed her.

I believed her lies.

Lies.

I'm such a fucking idiot.

"So she's been going on deals for you?"

"Yes, I'm sorry." Sorry? What the fuck?

"How many?" I demanded.

"Only three so far, she's on her third right now." Three. She's been on three. My heart is beating fast, my adrenaline is pumping.

"Where?" I need to know.

"Where?" Yes, answer me.

"Where."

"I don't know if I'm allowed to tell you that, its classified business you know." He finishes his whiskey, putting the glass on the table. So fucking nonchalant, asshole tell me.

"Is that all she's been doing?"

"Tyler, I need to be honest with you." He paused, I braced myself for anything. "That's not all she's been doing for me."

"What else?"

"She may have also suggested we go back to how we used to be when she worked here full time and all."

"What does that mean?"

"It means we're still fucking." He's as blunt as he possibly can be. I don't know whether to thank him or not. Its not the same tone he was using before, this one is smug and cocky. He loves that he's fucking her. He loves that he got to tell me face to face.

I swear to God I couldn't control myself.

I punched him in the fucking face.

MALLORY

I'm such a fucking idiot.

One more and I'm done.

Such lies I told myself.

Who the fuck did I think I was?

I'm not some drug dealer.

I'm not bad ass.

I'm not tough.

I'm not able to fend of men who are more than twice my size and weight.

I'm a fucking eighteen year old girl who just used her whoring skills to not get killed or whatever they are thinking.

I can feel the tears streaming down my face, my stomach is in knots. I swear I'm going to be sick but I can't see a damn thing. It's fucking dark in here. I don't even know where in the apartment I am. I know my clothes were throw in here with me but I can't find them. I'm in a fucking closet.

We'll be back when you remember how to fuck.

Those were the last words I heard before being shoved in here.

I hate myself more than I ever have.

Ever.

Not only have I cheated on Tyler with Max but now Neil and Nicholas.

I swear I didn't want to touch them. I just didn't fight it like I should have. I played the role that I felt would keep me alive and not hurt. I didn't want to get hurt. I really thought they just wanted to fuck me, so they could say that they had. So that they could hurt Tyler. Part of me figured that if I went along with it they'd let me go, they'd let me leave and I could go back home. If I could do that I'd go tell Tyler every single fucking thing.

I would, there is no hesitation now.

I would tell him every bad thing I've done, including tonight.

I hoped he wouldn't blame me for tonight, though I did walk myself into it.

I chose to come here, to do the deal. I should have ran away the second I knew where I was going.

It would make him hate Neil more than ever but it could never be called rape. I let them do what they wanted because I'm exactly what Neil said I am, a whore.

I'm a prostitute and I have been for years.

I can't get it out of my system if my life fucking depended on it.

I fucked both of them. I did it to save my life, I did it to get them away from me. I did it because it was the only option I could think of at the time.

As much as I want to regret it, there was no other way to handle this situation.

I'm stuck, again.

And now I'm bawling my eyes out in the darkest closet I could ever imagine, trying to find my top. I already have my bottoms on and my shoes in my hands. I try the door and its locked. It gives me the worst feeling ever.

God, please help me. Save me. I need to get out of here.

Tyler, find me. I need you to find me.

I keep repeating that in my head, hoping it will come true. I need to get out of here. I need to run away as fast as I fucking can.

I'm holding my knees to my chest, rocking back and forth. All I can hear is my harsh breathing. All I can feel is pain in my chest and tears rolling down my face.

I need to get out of here.

A/N: I didn't want to write Mallory's last POV by telling you every detail. I don't think anyone really wants to know all of them anyways. For clarification for anyone who may be confused, she let them use her/have sex with her. It wasn't forced. She let them. Personally I see like forceful sex but she had no other option. I mean what would you do in her situation? She knows what she did is wrong. She thought it would help her get out of there faster, it didn't. The last thing they said to her was because they knew she was doing it on purpose. They could tell she wasn't into it like she would have been had she still been working at the club. They're trying to keep her there longer. Are they waiting for Tyler? Max? Will you ever find out or will she escape?

If any of that doesn't make sense then feel free to contact me on here, tumblr or twitter and we can chat. I'm hoping to update again soon so you all aren't cliffied for too long.

I'd really love to know what you're thinking. I was scared while writing this chapter, it's all going the way I wanted it to go but I hope you all don't hate me.

*I will not end this fic on a bad note, remember that.