So far away

"So this is her?" I could hear someone question. I didn't open my eyes just yet. I wanted to hear Matt's reply.

"I think she'll work just fine. She looks strong and smart." Another voice.

"Wake her up and bring her downstairs." The first voice commanded before they left the room shutting the door. I could feel the bed dip in next to me followed by a pair of eyes. Matt reached out and shook me, "Ivy." He whispered. I opened my eyes and looked around.

"I brought your things upstairs. Get dressed and come downstairs." He mumbled before leaving me just as fast as he came in. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and went into the bathroom finding my bag on the counter. I got dressed quickly and reapplied my make up. I put my hair in a messy bun. I looked okay for the most part.

I padded down the stairs and found them at the kitchen table. There was a seat next to Matt at the table and a guy with bright green eyes. I sat down and looked around. They all looked normal for the most part. Not scary but not friendly.

"Ivy, this is Brian, Zacky, Arin, and Johnny." Matt introduced me to all of them some shook my hand others flashed a smile but Brian just glanced over at me. Matt seemed nervous again.

"This might seem like we're trying to get personal with you but really we just need to know about you." Arin said. He seemed sweet almost like he didn't belong to a group of killers. I nodded for him to go on. He smiled and looked at Zacky.

"Okay then, tell us what you think we should know." Zacky sat back in his seat.

"Uhm okay, like what?" I looked back at him.

"Have you been to jail before? Ever done drugs? Alcoholic? Do you have kids? Are you married?" matt asked. I nodded and wondered where to start.

"I haven't been to jail but I did just get out of a mental center because I stabbed my father," At this Brian seemed pleased. "I had a few addictions before I went in. I was an alcoholic and no I don't have kids and I'm not married." I finished looking down at my hands.

"What addictions?" Zacky mumbled looking me over.

"Morphine, sex and alcohol." I muttered still not looking at them. I guess I should've mentioned that to Matt before I came or even said I would do this.

"Isnt everyone addicted to sex?" Johnny chuckled.

"Not to the extent that I was according to the therapist." I shook my head.

"Care to elaborate?" Brian smirked.

"When I was in high school the only reason I graduated was because I slept with my biology teacher. He passed me and told the other teachers in my grade. After that, I did it for money because my father refused to fund me. And then it was like game on for me I guess." I shrugged. It was embarrassing for me to actually talk to someone about it.

"That's not that bad I guess. You do what you gotta do, right?" Arin spoke up making me smile a little but it faltered when I glanced at Brian. He was still looking me over like at anytime he was going to pounce on me and shred me into little pieces.

"What about your aggression?" Johnny asked.

"I cant go to public places because if someone even looks at me wrong I feel the need to attack them." I mumbled.

"What do you think?" Matt looked at Brian.

"I think tonight we bring her with us. Cant hurt to do a practice run right?" Brian smirked making Matt relax and look at me. I shrugged.

"Meet at the beach at 3. You better do us proud kid." Brian stated looking at me. I nodded and stayed still as Matt led them out.

"Lets get something to eat and get you something different to wear." Matt mumbled.

We went shopping for skimpy outfits and went to grab a bite to eat. Matt told me the basics of what to do. We went over a plan and by 2 in the morning I was feeling alive more than ever. We met at the beach and went over the plan one last time. I drove to the nearest bar and put the plan into action. I propped my car hood up and leaned over it I was wearing a fish net crop top with a blue bra and black booty shorts.

"Need a lift sweetheart?" I heard a husky voice behind me and turned to see a man with black spiked hair and brown eyes. He looked a little like Brian but he was smaller built. I smiled turning around and sitting on the bumper.

"Well you see sir, It just wont start. Its done this before but I think its time to get a new car." I smiled with a southern accent. I did come from Georgia after all.

"I can give you a ride if you want hun." He shrugged. I smiled and stood up getting close to his face and biting my lip.

"If you could just give me a ride to 9th street that would be awesome." I sighed. He took my hand and led me to his car. I climbed in and he shut the door and walked around to his side.

The ride was full of laughter and smiles. Poor thing doesn't know whats about to hit him. He had his hand on my thigh as he pulled into the alley behind the mall. I guess this was 9th street. He stopped the car like I told him. "My apartment is just down here. You can walk me if you want?" I smiled keeping the act going. He smiled and got out of the car following me into the lightless alley. My nerves were getting the best of me now. I felt two hands pull me away from him and screamed. I could tell it was Matt by the way he held me. The guy yelled as Brian pulled him aside and beat him with a crowbar before pulling out a knife and slitting his throat. I turned into Matt suddenly feeling nauseas. Matt held me as the guy stopped screaming and went still.

"Its over. Don't look." Matt whispered leading me down farther to the alley never letting me go. The rest of the guys came out from the shadows and patted me on the back as they went to help Brian clean up.

"I gotta ask, was that scream genuine?" Brian smirked looking pleased with me.

"Well I didn't know I was going to be grabbed!" I laughed.

"Its fine. You just have to work on not turning away. Its a sign of weakness. But I get it, it happens." Brian patted me on the back.

"So is she in?" Arin asked wiping the blood off his hands and pulling his shirt off.

"Shes in." Brian approved hugging me.

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