Messing with the wrong girl

Meating the gang leader

After I took a warm bath with rose cented soap, the girls dressed me up into what looked like a black cat suit, with black jeans hugging my legs tight , a body fit leather jacked zipping up infront showing just a little cleavegde, with black high heal boots. My eyes were smokey and my lips were ruby red, with blusher on my cheeks, as they braded my hair into a ballerina styeld hairdo with plates coming around from the front of my head insircling it. Great! Now I look just like them. Wonderful. Although I've got to say, I looked pretty bad ass when I saw myself in the mirror earlier. After that the girls left with my old clothes not even saying goodbye. Talk about the lack of manners. I didnt care what the were going to do with my other clothes, I liked this look...more then I thought I would. The door to my room opened and in came Daniel, the rude one. He just stepped closer until he was right in front of me, observing me from head to toe. His eyes were filled with wonder and amazement. "You look... good" He said, his voice half strained and ...breathless? For the first time he actually talked and its the first time someone has been nice to me ever since I got here. This was really abnormal. As if struck by lightning his face went expretionless once again, and he gripped me tightly, walking me out of the room, only his hold wasnt on my arm or shoulsder it was..... around my waist. I dont know why but I felt like throwing up. No guy has ever touched me around the waist before, the guys I dated were to shy or just to popular to care. He led me through a long hallway towards an elivator. His hand was still around my waist as he pushed some buttons against the wall as I tried to memorize the code. While I was in the bathtub I made a descition to find a way to escape. We stepped into the elivator as the doors closed up and started movie upwards as I saw how many stories there were. My eyes widened. 56!!! Youve got to be kidding me. I looked at him more like glaring at him as he looked back down to me. This was the first time I can clearly observe him, as he was just a shadow in the doorway of my room this morning. He had bright crystal blue eyes and raven black hair that fell slightly over his eyes. He had a strong square jawline with a delicate nose almost like mine just a size bigger. His skin was sun tanned, and just by the way he held his grip around my waist, I knew that there has to be some muscles under that leather jacket. "Where are you taking me? .... to the roof so you can throw me of and kill me?" He roughly pulled me against him as my hands flew to his chest, our bodies connected as his face was inches from mine. Dang!!! He was cute. "Now what fun would that bring?" He said as playful devils danced in his eyes. Teasing my soul. I blushed and looked away. What the hell Johanna!! You blushed! How could you, you are ruining the escape plan, dont get attached, you hear me, DONT!!! The voice inside my head shouted at me. Yeah, what was I thinking and why do I feel these butterflies all of a sudden. As the elivator doors opened, he pushed me away from his body still holding me around the waist as he lead me into a room, with walls made of glass. In the middle of the room was a very large, expensive, dark, round wood table with about 19 chairs to match all around it. At the oposite side we were facing was an old man sitting in a chair bigger with the same wood frames and red leather covering the sitting area aswell for the back. As soon as the doors closed behind us, Daniel let me go and walked towards the old man, suddenly halting, when the man turned around in his chair to come face to face with his visitors. "What is it Daniel?" The man asked grumply. Clearly annoyed. He was about in his 60's from what I can make out, he had a black eye patch, short grey hair and beard with a black coat and a walking stick rapped in leather. What is it with these freaks and leather? "I brought the newbie.... sir." He said gesturing towards me. The old man turned his gaze towards me. His eyes were the same blue as Daniel's. He scanned me over judgingly. "Hmmm" He said frowning and then looked back at Daniel. "Do you know at what she's good at?" "Not yet... but we'll find out soon." Daniel answered, looking at me with a warning clear on his face. Why was he warning me? "Hmmm, well as soon as you do, put her in one of the categories and train her, she has to be ready in a week, if not you can get rid of her." He said the last sentence as if it was no big deal. My jaw dropped and my heart pounded. Shit!!! "Yes sir" Daniel said as he walked towards me but before we can disappear into the elivator again the old man added something quickly. "Oh and Daniel. If you have to force her to show or tell you what she's good at, you have my permission to force her in anyway you like, but I only trust you to give the orders." Daniel nodded as he took hold of my waist again. "Yes....sir" he said as the old man looked at his hand around my waist and then glansed between me and Daniel, but turned around bordly again. Me and Daniel left to enter the elivator, and once more we move down to another unknown building. "Okay.. who the hell was that?" I said sounding scared to death. He swallowed hard as he looked down at me, with a little pintch of fear in his eyes but his expressionless mask fell over his face again. "That was Reydor Thone, gang leader of the Fenders, and also..." He gulped again as I looked at him exspectantly. "..my father.." --------- --------- --------- --------- -------- So! What you think come on tell me I think this story is going to be a great success what do you think. #Vote #Comment May God bless you all!!! Love - Z