"Y/N!"
I heard someone calling my name. My eyes fluttered open. I was sleeping on my queen size DreamCloud mattress. The sun was peeking through my windows.
My mom burst in my room.
"Y/N, I have some news." She was standing in the doorway. Suddenly a man appeared next to her. He was big and was wearing a black suit and sunglasses.
I sat up in my bed.
"What is it mom?"
"I realized I've never liked you so I'm selling you."
"What?"
"This man's name is Dennis."
"It's Daryl actually." The man said with a straight face.
"Whatever. You'll go with him." My mom said.
"No! You can't do this!" I cried.
"Stop whining. You'll do as Daniel says."
"Daryl." The man corrected.
"Don't try to escape. And don't try to call me either. I'll be in Bora Bora with my Zumba instructor this month."
"I hate you!" I screamed.
"Whatever. Bye David." My mom walked away.
"Daryl." The strange man corrected her quietly.
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