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Clare's POV

Waking up I felt calm. Regardless of where I was, and what had happened only hours ago, I felt safe. I wasn't curled up in a ball, wrapped in Eli's arms, anymore. I was now laying down but my head was laying in his lap. His head was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. I couldn't tell if he was awake or asleep. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, while Eli opened his.

"Did you sleep okay?" He asked.

"Perfectly." I replied.

"Good." He smirked. I glanced around the room, and saw Adam sitting in the corner, resting his eyes. I hadn't known how much time had passed but he looked awful again.

"Is he okay?" I asked Eli.

"He's going to be called for placements any minute." He sighed.

"What's going to happen to him?" I asked. I really didn't want Adam to go through placements because of me. I haven't been through placements, but I do know enough that he shouldn't be doing that stuff for me. From what I know, placements are horrible. For the girls or the guys.

"Nothing he hasn't dealt with before." He replied sighing again. I nodded remaining silent. I didn't want to push.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked, changing the topic.

"Hours." He smirked. "Did you know that you talk in your sleep?" I blushed brightly, looking away from him. "It's okay." He continued quickly, probably noticing my reaction. "I thought it was cute." I met his eyes with that comment, and smiled, but I know I blushed even brighter. My face was probably deep red at the moment.

"Thanks." I mumbled. Trying to get my heart rate and the color, in my face, back to normal. "When are—um, placements a-again?" I stumbled over the words as I tried to focus. My brain turned to mush with his words, and I needed to focus on what was going on.

"Five minutes?" He replied, smirking, before leaning his head back against the wall.

I nodded my head and remained silent. We both did. Neither one of us knew what to say. For all I know, my name could be called tonight. Yeah, there was a pretty good chance with Adam but it's really whoever they choose. They could choose me. My stomache did back flips while I tried to remain calm. I knew this was something everyone, in this room, has gone through, I just didn't want to be one of them. It's not an accomplishment by any means.

A few minutes passed, and the door opened. Fitz stepped through along with the two guards that keep showing up. I guess they must work together a lot. Fitz stepped up, walking ahead of them, into the room some. We all bolted up, standing silently. Eli looked tense, while Adam looked scared. He had moved to stand next to us, while Eli stood partially in front of us both.

"As punishment for today's events," Fitz began. "Bianca and Adam are selected."

We knew this was coming. We knew that this would be the punishment. I watched as Adam slowly moved towards the door. Eli looked helpless, I could tell he wanted to help, but he couldn't. He told me, day one, that he couldn't stop the placements. Bianca had managed her way over quickly. Then again, she was standing near the door already.

"I'm sorry Adam." I mumbled under my breath. I didn't realize I had actually said it, until Fitz's gaze flickered to me.

"Oh, yes. Little Miss Purity. Asher would like a word with you." Fitz stated smiling at me. His grin was evil and laced with slime. I didn't know if I should speak up, or just follow orders. I didn't get the chance because Eli spoke up for me, and I, again, cowered behind him.

"What for?" Eli demanded. I felt like a lost puppy, chasing it's tail.

"Asher would like to meet her. Especially after today's events. Wants to know if she is worth keeping around." Fitz winked at me, when he flickered his gaze between Eli and I. "Let's go." He yelled before turning around and heading towards the door.

With his outburst, I jumped and scurried over to Adam's side. I glanced back at Eli and he looked sad and enraged. He gave me an apologetic look as I walked out of the room. I followed Fitz and the other guards, standing really close to Adam. He looked sad and disappointed. I knew that he was trying to keep me out of this part of the system, just like Eli, only I knew better. I knew that neither of them could keep me from it. I knew that they would get killed if they tried and that would leave me by myself.

We passed through some doors, leading into other hallways, before we came to a stop at wooden door. From what I have seen of the building, it looked like an empty office building, but it also had a hospital-like structure. Long hallways with doors lining the walls and a gated security door around every corner.

The door we came to was locked, and the guards had to open it. Bianca was pushed into the room, and they shut and locked it swiftly. From what I saw of the room, it looked like a prison visitation room. Bare with plain walls. One table and two chairs, in the center of the room. Nothing else.

We continued walking down the hallway, and eventually stopped at another door. This one was different. It was bigger and made of metal. Two guards stood out front of it. My gut immediately told me that this was my door. Adam squeezed my hand in reassurance, and I knew full well that he couldn't do anything more than that. Fitz walked over to me, grabbing my arm forcefully, and pulling me along with him.

I glanced back at Adam, as the guards who were standing on either side of the door, opened the door for us. Fitz pulled me into the room with him, and I studied it. It actually looked like an office of some CEO. It looked expensive too. Fitz dragged me over to the chair in front of the desk and pushed me into it. He stood behind me, staring me down, as we waited in silence.

There was a door on the opposite side of the room from the one we entered. It opened a few moments later. A man in his late twenties, early thirties, walked in. He had brown hair and hazel eyes. He was tall and bulky. I wouldn't use the word muscular but he was broadly built. He sat down in the chair on the opposite side of the desk. He nodded to Fitz, and Fitz walked to the door we had come in through.

The door opened and Fitz stepped out, I briefly saw Adam still standing there. He looked nervously for me, and apologized with his eyes. The door shut moments after it was opened and I turned back around. I wasn't going to let this guy see my fear. It was probably a stupid thing, especially after what happened with Bianca and Drew, but I couldn't help it. I hated when people saw me weak. Eli and Adam saw me weak and I still didn't like that they saw me that way.

This guy, who I presumed was this 'Asher' character Fitz mentioned, sat before me. He stared at every inch of my body that was visible to him, from his side of the desk; lust filling his gaze. I cleared my throat, and his eyes finally flickered to meet mine. He licked his lips and motioned for me to come forward. I slowly stood up, walking around the desk, keeping my distance from him. He pulled me forward, taking my hand in his. I remained perfectly still, and tried to keep my distance as much as possible.

I stood in front of his chair, which was swiveled towards me, my legs millimeters away from his. I could smell the whiskey on his breath, without him even having to talk. It was overpowering and revolting. His eyes raked over my body once more, and he groaned, before he began to speak.

"What religion are you?" He moaned. I looked at him confused but then I realized that my hand, the one that he wasn't holding, was stroking my cross necklace.

"Christian." I mumbled quietly. I really wanted to leave this room. I didn't care if I was going to end up back in that box room, but I definitely didn't want to stay here. I felt dirty and exposed under his gaze, and I was terrified about what could happen since we were alone.

"You're a naughty little Christian then, aren't you? With that skirt so short? It's like you're begging to be touched." He groaned again, making me want to puke.

He pulled me closer to him, and now I was standing between his legs. He dropped my hand, and I let it fall to my side, then he began running his hands up and down the back of my legs. I wanted to slap him but I didn't want to get hit in return, so I settled for clenching my teeth.

He dragged his dirty fingers, higher and higher up my legs with every stroke he did. I gasped when he finally reached my butt. He clasped a hand on each cheek, under my skirt, and used that as leverage to pull me closer. I knew, right then, what was going to happen; and there was nothing I would be able to do to stop it.

I decided that I wasn't going to do let it happen without a fight. Whether it would end up getting me killed or not, I didn't care. I slapped his face, hard. Pulling back from him, and stumbling into the wall behind me. I knocked over a plant, that I didn't know was next to me, letting it shatter on the floor. The guards from the hallway came rushing in, and they noticed Asher rubbing his cheek.

"You want us to get rid of her?" One of them asked.

"No. That's quite alright. I know that I am going to have some fun with this one." Asher sneered, smiling wickedly at me. "Put her back with the others. I'm done with her for now. Bring me Jenna. I need a good fuck, that I know she won't give me. Today at least." He leered at me as he continued speaking.

"Jenna was disposed of, due to inexcusable behavior." The guard who spoke before replied.

"That's a damn shame. That slut always seemed to prefer her time spent with me. Hmm." He breathed as he thought. "Since Bianca is tied up at the moment, and I do not wish to wait for her to be done, send me an easy fuck. Your choice. You're dismissed." He waved them off. While the guard, who didn't speak, grabbed me by the arm and pulled me from the room.

I was relieved to be out of there, and I couldn't believe how thrilled I was to be heading back to Eli and Adam. I so didn't want to meet Asher again, but I had a feeling I would be seeing him again very soon. But whatever. That was for another day. The guards practically pushed me down the hallway, towards the door that I was supposed to enter.

I nearly fell every time they pushed me. I didn't have the balance to catch myself when they were practically making it so I would fall. Soon enough, we were back at the door, and they opened it swiftly. They pushed me again, and I stumbled into the room, almost falling again.

"Thanks for nothing." I muttered at the guards, as I made my way towards the back wall.

I didn't meet anyone's gaze, before sitting down. I was afraid to look anyone in the eye, because I knew that since Asher wasn't 'satisfied' with me, that he was now getting someone else. I didn't want to see that person's emotions that were probably mixed into the scowl they all seemed to have plastered on their faces.

"Imogen. Let's go."

The guards ushered some small girl, who looked only about a year older than me, out of the room swiftly. I slumped against the wall and immediately Eli was at my side. Adam, however, was nowhere to be found. I guess he wasn't back yet.

"Are you okay?" He asked me, fear evident in his eyes.

"I'm fine." I said, sighing in relief. I closed my eyes briefly, before opening them and meeting Eli's gaze.

"What happened?" He looked hesitant to ask, but I knew he was curious.

"Nothing really. He just stared at me for most of the time. He got a little too grabby towards the end, and I slapped him. Then he had his guards escort me back here." I exhaled, before leaning my head back against the wall, and closing my eyes.

"Do you know why they called Imogen away?" He asked curiously.

"Since he didn't get what he wanted from me, he asked for Jenna. Apparently news didn't get back to him yet. They told him, and he asked for someone easy. Guards' choice. I guess they chose Imogen." I said shrugging, looking back over at him.

"You should rest." Eli suggested. I nodded in return, crawling over into the corner and curling up. The dark depths of unconsciousness took me under swiftly after that.