7 Minutes In Heaven

Ally
I glare daggers at all of them. "You people...Have absolutely no plan...whatsofuckingever!" I have to laugh. Or I'll absolutely break. "You're in a freaking clinic full of police and security and doctors and nurses! With drugs. Wanting to rape two girls. And you're throwing guns into this too?"
I loosen one hand and fist it, break his nose nicely before letting him go. I'm not about to just let him go without any damage other than a crushed windpipe. Maybe I broke a knuckle but I don't really care. But they aren't hurting Naomi. No one else is getting hurt because of me.
And as if on cue there's a group of nurses or something outside, looking for whoever screamed. Wonder who that could be.... So I make sure to speak all of that real loud and obnoxiously, because hell, how much other trouble could I get myself into? So long as it distracts them from Naomi.

Naomi: I let out a moan, some sort of gasp. Two beefy hands slide me out from under the guy who's getting beaten by Ally. The gun is aiming off my head now, it's pointed at Ally and another one is at my chest. The leader of them walks to the door, hears the chatter. His hands do a flick and a hush falls over everyone.
Ally isn't screaming. I hear the soft rip of tape, a needle, a thud. Did they inject her with something? The person carries a silver thin gleaming thing to me.
"Shhhh . . ."
Poke. Ouch. My arm.
"We have to move them," one says distantly.
"Where? 'Cuz I'm not doing this all for nothing. If we move them, they're not coming back," leader says.
Shivers wrack my half-asleep body. They injected Ally and I with some sleeping drug.
"Take the secret route when the crowd leaves. Then we'll bring them to the van and drive off. They'll be awake by the time we get there."
I drift off.

Ally
Tape over my mouth and they hold me as they prick me with something. It's stupid, but I still hope. Whatever.
Hope to live? Or hope to die? Maybe I'll get to see Bekka again a little early...
Can't stay awake anymore. Sorry Naomi...

Naomi: When I open my eyes the world is too bright. I can't make sense of anything.
The five senses seem like a place to start.
Sight: Another closed off room. Dimly lit. Ally beside me, taped and tied to a chair, still asleep. Lightbulb above my head. My own body tied to a chair.
Smell: Drugs, and BO. And mold.
Taste: Ew. Yuck. After-taste of those sleeping drugs.
Hearing: Talking nearby. Now I can see a door. Probably locked.
Touch: I'm tied to a chair, I feel sweaty and bruised.
The door opens and the men flood in. I look at Ally, willing her to wake up with my stare.

Ally
I raise my head, my neck stiff. Are my lips still taped shut? My lips are going to bleed when they rip that off, i know it. Too bright, or too dark? The men enter. Stupid people. What the hell do they want with two anorexic girls? Why not take two healthy ones from the streets...? They'll certainly fight more than a girl already wanting death.

Amber: I kiss him and bit my lip, smiling.

Naomi: Thank God Ally is awake. I feel a bit of fear sink back down, but it becomes dread when I see their eyes. Sizing us up again, like pigs at a show. I move my lips but discover they're taped, like Ally's.
"Are you going to be difficult? Because we can just sell you to some other guys. People who like their girls skinny," the leader smiles with his yellowed teeth.
My heart froze.
Were we now slaves? Prostitutes against our will? What the hell could we do?
"I made sure that you had nothing in your pockets. Actually I checked more than your pockets, but that's beside the point. I'll say it again, are you going to be difficult?"

(Alyson, got any ideas for Rome and Amber?)

(I don't know...maybe go back to his place, but it's not like every other time he has had with girls--I mean yeah they can do it, but you know what I mean?)
(what are your ideas?)

(Not sure. Trying to think of something different, you know? Want to think of a really good twist before continuing and we can post here if either of us think of something?)

(okay Do you want to brainstorm in the chatbox with me?)

Ally
Oh yeah, buddy you know it. Virginity already taken by an ass, what makes you so different? Say you love me and then dump me in a bottomless pit when you see my scars? Cause the death of my best friend? Bekka, Naomi...the two situations seemed to be blending together for me. I want to kiss her again, if just to say goodbye. Kiss who...? Already kissed Bekka goodbye at the hospital. Naomi just reminded me of her.
I don't show any of this to the pigs, just look over at Naomi. I'll stay with her, every step of this path. I won't abandon her.

be back in a half hour

back! no one on?

Me is on!

Sure, Alyson!

Reply in a moment

Naomi: I can't read the look Ally is giving me. I decide to answer for both of us with a slow shake of my head.
"No? You're going to be good? Because if not, we can always sell you elsewhere. You have no idea what the market is like," Damien barked.
Were we trapped in this "market" now? Something to do with prostitution I'll bet. I don't want this. I'm scared. And stupid. And part of me wants to hold Ally tight and squeeze this all away.
I nod again. Better these guys than strangers, I guess.
"Misbehave and you might loose those pretty eyes, cutie," one said to Ally, laughing.

Ally
I simply sigh and look away. Whatever. Too scarred already. Anymore and I won't want to look at myself anymore anyway. I attempt to wet my lips for when they pull off this tape, or i might lose my 'pretty little' lips too. I relax, release my tension.

Naomi: "I don't like this one. She's cheeky. Let's trade her off," Damien shouted.
"No, no, she's good. Nice girl. We could always just hurt her friend," another suggests.
Panic chills me as one guy slowly walks over. I want to scream. I'm terrified.
"You won't look as pretty anymore if your friend keeps acting like a bitch," he whispers so quietly in my ear that only I hear.
With that, he pulls out scissors and lets them hover near my face. I am still as I feel like my emotions are killing me.
"Now, you gonna behave?" he asks Ally.

Ally
I nod, though I don't look at them. Relax. breathe or i'm going to break. Naomi already looks terrified. I have to be strong for her. Another one I have to be strong for.
I make a choice I believe I'm going to regret. Simply relax, allow my knees to part slightly. Just leave Naomi alone...

Naomi: The man stares daggers at Ally. He's not convinced. I guess I don't mean as much to Ally as I thought.
Rejection hits but panic swallows it whole. I can't think about that now.
"Guess she don't care," he brings the scissors to my face.
Slowly, he traces around my face with the points. Something makes him mad, and he digs one end in deep, cutting a gash in my forehead. I hold back a scream against the tape on my lips and squeeze my eyes tight.
For some reason he draws a pattern deep with the scissor end. Finally he withdraws and I ache with pain.
"There, she's been marked."

I look back at the man horrified. I said yes. I said I'd behave. I want this tape off to beg. I make the words but they sound like a jumble spoken through water. Stop it. I'd behave. Don't hurt her. Hurt me. Please...

Naomi: His hand slides back to my hear. I'm screaming for him not to cut it in my mind. He plays with a few ends, hovering the scissors over it. he decides to leave it and moves to Ally.
"You need to be marked as our property," he says, which makes me so sick.
His scissors come down over Ally's forehead. I squeeze my eyes shut as the blood runs down my face, mixed with hot tears.

mmmmm.......................hey bonez.... sorry but...

all of this...really unlikely to happen. I mean...they seriously question tweezers at clinics. guns? not possible. drugs? i'll give you that one, but i still don't see it ever happening.

and i'm getting uncomfortable with all of this....like...rape is just before my line...prostitute trade is where i draw it i think...

can we rewind....to like....sometime before all of this...?

Hey bonez, wanna continue with Rome and Amber?

Sure BW. I understand. How about with Naomi and Aly in that centre thing?

Oh, maybe Rome and Amber could go to visit Ally?

Again, sorry, I got carried away. i hope it's not offensive