Night of the Stars
Authors Note: Okey..wut do u think so far?? Good? Okay? Not so good? Let me know..ne'wayz..don't see a reason to say wut I own and wut I don't own..if u wanna know check out previous ch.s.. Well big update..this isn't the only one coming..enjoy!
Ch. 4 The Communicator
Two days passed and Faye hadn't waken up yet. It took most of the day and she finnally woke up around five o'clock pm.
"Damn! I can't get out!" Faye yelled as she went door to door. " They all lock from the outside!"
Faye had only managed to get two doors open. One to the closet, and the other to the restroom. The room she was in was very fancy. The carpet was royal blue and the wall paper was cream. In the closet she found beautiful dresses, satin, silk, and any other materail she could possilbly want. She walked up to the dresser and found a note.
"Well Faye,
Seems you are caught. You are lucky I am such a generous man! You will find dresses in the closet, and makeup in the dresser. There is a reason that you are here, but that is not somthing you need to know now. Put on one of the dresses and pretty yourself up. Tonight you dine with me and some guest. Hold your tongue or you will pay! You have till exactly seven. Vicious"
"Well at least he isn't rude!" Faye said to herself.
Faye began to think of a way to escape. She realized that her communicator had not been found. She had hidden it in her bra. Thank God they hadn't looked there! She took it out and turned it on. Then she dialed Spike and Jet. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Jet, answer it already!" Spike yelled at Jet. "Alright! Jet replied turning on the communicator. "Hello?" "Jet? Is that really you?" Faye said. "Faye?" Jet repied surprised to hear from her. "Yeah! I need your help!" She said. "I don't help gamblers Faye!" Jet yelled back at her. He moved his finger over the off button. "Wait! Jet please!" Faye yelled, beginning to cry. "Faye??" Spike said walking over to see who called. "Spike! Joe was a setup! Vicious has me!" She said wiping the tears from her face. "WHAT? Where are you? Did he hurt you? Are you being treated well?" Spike asked panicing. "I'm okay Spike. Just get me out of here!" She yelled. "Jet, can you track her communicator?" Spike said turning to Jet. "Yeah, It'll take awhile though, and the communicator has to stay on." Jet replied. "Faye, keep the communicator on, and I'll find you!" Spike said.
Authors Note: Don't worry, more is coming..so what did you think? This story is a dedication to two very special peoples.. One is my boyfriend.. Andre..and the other is to Taylor. Taylor has helped me write this story by reading and letting me know wut is wrong.. I believe these people deserve credit.. and guess wut.REVIEW!! Well ttyl..bubye. -InuGurl
Authors Note: Okey..wut do u think so far?? Good? Okay? Not so good? Let me know..ne'wayz..don't see a reason to say wut I own and wut I don't own..if u wanna know check out previous ch.s.. Well big update..this isn't the only one coming..enjoy!
Ch. 4 The Communicator
Two days passed and Faye hadn't waken up yet. It took most of the day and she finnally woke up around five o'clock pm.
"Damn! I can't get out!" Faye yelled as she went door to door. " They all lock from the outside!"
Faye had only managed to get two doors open. One to the closet, and the other to the restroom. The room she was in was very fancy. The carpet was royal blue and the wall paper was cream. In the closet she found beautiful dresses, satin, silk, and any other materail she could possilbly want. She walked up to the dresser and found a note.
"Well Faye,
Seems you are caught. You are lucky I am such a generous man! You will find dresses in the closet, and makeup in the dresser. There is a reason that you are here, but that is not somthing you need to know now. Put on one of the dresses and pretty yourself up. Tonight you dine with me and some guest. Hold your tongue or you will pay! You have till exactly seven. Vicious"
"Well at least he isn't rude!" Faye said to herself.
Faye began to think of a way to escape. She realized that her communicator had not been found. She had hidden it in her bra. Thank God they hadn't looked there! She took it out and turned it on. Then she dialed Spike and Jet. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Jet, answer it already!" Spike yelled at Jet. "Alright! Jet replied turning on the communicator. "Hello?" "Jet? Is that really you?" Faye said. "Faye?" Jet repied surprised to hear from her. "Yeah! I need your help!" She said. "I don't help gamblers Faye!" Jet yelled back at her. He moved his finger over the off button. "Wait! Jet please!" Faye yelled, beginning to cry. "Faye??" Spike said walking over to see who called. "Spike! Joe was a setup! Vicious has me!" She said wiping the tears from her face. "WHAT? Where are you? Did he hurt you? Are you being treated well?" Spike asked panicing. "I'm okay Spike. Just get me out of here!" She yelled. "Jet, can you track her communicator?" Spike said turning to Jet. "Yeah, It'll take awhile though, and the communicator has to stay on." Jet replied. "Faye, keep the communicator on, and I'll find you!" Spike said.
Authors Note: Don't worry, more is coming..so what did you think? This story is a dedication to two very special peoples.. One is my boyfriend.. Andre..and the other is to Taylor. Taylor has helped me write this story by reading and letting me know wut is wrong.. I believe these people deserve credit.. and guess wut.REVIEW!! Well ttyl..bubye. -InuGurl