V

Merlina's P.O.V

"J-Justin." I stuttered as my body started trembling in fear.

He reached over my body and shared unshackling me from the cold metal chains. As he held my wrist he smirked in satisfaction as he saw my hands shaking.

"Do I make you nervous?" He whispered in my ear causing more anxiety to pump through my veins.

I stayed silent causing him to release a slight chuckle.

After my wrist and ankles were no longer chained he tightly held onto my arm as I limped up the sidewalk.

"Oh and when I ask you a question, you fucking answer." He said as we entered the house.

I thought that they would live in a warehouse of some sort but no I was completely wrong, their house was an entire mansion. They had a glass chandelier hanging above us and a white marble staircase that cascaded throughout the home. It was ten times better than my dream home.

"Do you like it?" Dylan asked politely.

"It's okay." I shrugged knowing a lie had just escaped my lips.

"Anyways come sit down we have to lay out some rules." Justin said.

Wow he's actually being more sweet than I remember him to be. But rules? Nah I don't fuck with that.

"Rules?" I questioned.

"Yeah, rule number one. No cussing, it's unladylike. Rule number two: you give us whatever we want, went we want. Rule number three: don't question us or correct us. Rule number four: don't disrespect us because I will beat you. And the last rule, the most important rule, never run away because we will find you and let's just say you won't like it from there. Break any of these rules and you will be punished." He explained calmly.

I sat there for a while letting his words soak in before a burst of confidence rushed through me.

"Fuck you and your rules." I said in his face as I emphasized the word 'fuck'

He clenched his jaw and his eyes flared with anger, but he took a deep breath before speaking.

"You just got here so imma let this slide. But just know I don't do this often so do it again and I won't hesitate to slit your wrist." He said calmly as his hands rested on his temples.

God I hate him, I need to get the fuck out of here.

"Let's go see your room." Dylan said as he walked up the beautiful staircase, with me following close behind.

We walked down a long hallway and passed a couple of doors before he open a door to what I assume to be my room.

Damn they have a whole room for me?

I walked into the large space staring in awe. The room had a king sized bed with a flat screen tv along with a Crystal chandelier even more beautiful than the one downstairs. The walls were a pure white with beautiful stained black marble floors. But unfortunately there were no windows to escape out of.

"Well I'll let you get settled in." Dylan said breaking me from my trance.

"Wait!" I said just before he slipped outside my room.

"What?" He asked as he turned around to face me.

"Why am I here? I mean obviously you guys planned to kidnap me, I mapped it all out. But why?" I asked with utter confusion.

"Let's just say you're worth a lot, to a lot of people" he said before leaving.

Worth a lot? What the hell does that mean? I can't even afford the dollar menu at taco bell how the hell can I be worth a lot? And people? What people? I only know one person and that's my mom.

I shook the thoughts out my head as I walked into the bathroom connected to the room. I turned on the hot water and stripped myself of all clothing before stepping in.

My eyes sealed closed as I let the warm water bounce off my back and relieve all my stress and worries. I picked up the axe body wash that was left in the shower and scrubbed it into my skin feeling all the dirt wash away from my body.

I grabbed the shampoo that was also left in the shower, and used what was left in the container. I squeezed the white colored shampoo into my hands before massaging the lavender scented fragrance into my hair.

The steaming water rinsed out all of the contents off of my body as I wrapped myself in a towel and exited the bathroom.

I almost forgot that I was kidnapped and that I wasn't in my house, the soothing shower must have washed all my problems away.

As I walked into the room I remembered that I didn't have any clothes so I walk to the dresser to see if their were any sleep wear.

I open the first drawer and I all I see is lingerie making me gag on my own saliva. I open the second drawer to see lots of big shirts and tank tops. A smile spreads across my face as I lift a long shirt over my head not even bothering to put on a bra.

My eyes start to hang low signaling that I was about to fall asleep. I let out a loud yawn as I crawled into the foreign bed and instantly drifted off to sleep knowing that I only had a select few days to live.