Conspiracy Theorist

Scarlett woke in a white room. That was it. She had been lying in the middle of the room; it was probably only ten feet by ten feet and blank. It was only a box, the smell of sterilizer made her crinkle her nose in disgust, and it smelled like a hospital, clean and chemical filled. Scarlett was reminded of the time she had pneumonia and she was stuck in a clinic. The only difference was Lisa was pacing around bitching about how she had to pay for treatments.

Realization dawned on Scarlett, she had been kidnapped and he was probably going to show up at any minute to torture her. She shivered in disgust, this was the end, and she silently kissed her prince and her castle goodbye. Well, it’s not like she ever had a prince… or a castle for that matter, but she could have, and that really got her.

She stood up, spitting mad and started wreaking havoc on the stupid white walls. Scarlett screamed in frustration and kicked and punched until she was sure her toes and fists should have been bruised and bloody. But no, her skin was flawless and radiant.

Scarlett about had a panic attack right there. She reached up to her neck and looked for a beat. She rubbed her hand over her neck. “I have a neck.” She giggled and fell to the floor stroking her neck.

“You’re quite amusing to watch.” A deep voice stated and he let out a chuckle. It was a beautiful sound in the midst of her panic/giggle attack.

Scarlett jumped about a foot in the air and looked at the gorgeous man in front of her. This only made him laugh harder. The man truly was handsome with his close cropped black hair, deep dark brown eyes, and chocolate brown skin.

“This isn’t funny!” Scarlett couldn’t help but gawk at his attitude, he was laughing at her! At her! Before she knew what was happening she had pressed her chest up against his and was ranting. “You know something, Buddy? You have a lot of balls to come in here and laugh at me when you kidnapped me!” She was starting to sound like a lunatic and she didn’t care.

He was wiping tears from his eyes and he had to bite back a grin. “Okay, I’m sorry.” He ran a finger up and down Scarlett’s arm; it was a move that probably got him all the girls. “I’m Jason, by the way.”

Scarlett was too fueled by anger and fear to even think about his tantalizing fingers rubbing circles on her arm. But she played along; she pretended to have her knees buckle. A smirk played along Jason’s lips as he thought that he was playing her heartstrings.

“You’re really pretty, Baby.” He said, his lips coming very close to hers. She had to use all her willpower to keep from shivering in repulsion. His breath played along her neck as he feathered kisses along her neck.

“You know what you are, Baby?” Scarlett put on her best enticing and flirty voice.

“Yeah?” Jason asked and she could feel him smiling along her neck. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her to his hard chest.

“A bastard!” Scarlett screamed and jerked away. She placed one knee in the place where the sun doesn’t shine. Jason doubled over in pain and landed on the floor.

“Gee, I knew you wanted to feel down there, Baby, but this is a little extreme don’t you think?” Jason gasped out.

“You creep!” Scarlett spit out. As he was on the floor she started to place kicks all over his body, some in the legs, in the chest, in those rock hard abs of his. He groaned in pain and she couldn’t help but feel pride in herself.

Eventually Jason managed to get a hold of one of her wildly flailing legs and pull her feet right out from under her. Jason crawled on top of Scarlett and even after the battering he had just received he had a grin plastered on his face.

Scarlett stared up at him in pure terror, this is the moment, she thought, he was going to rape her. “Please don’t.” She whimpered and she couldn’t stop a few of the tears welling up in her eyes from slipping out.

His expression softened and he looked at her with pity. “I’m not going to hurt you.” Jason seemed to just now realize the position they were in. He grinned sheepishly and rolled off of her. “Sorry.” He rubbed his side and winced at the pain. “Those injections really did work.” Jason muttered to himself, seeming to forget about Scarlett for a moment.

“What injections?” Scarlett shot to her feet and started pacing. “What are you talking about?”

“Aw shit,” Jason stated. “I wasn’t supposed to say anything. Damn it, Boss is going to be mad.” Panic filled his eyes and Scarlett knew she would never want to meet this Boss.

“What am I doing here?” Scarlett was terrified and she couldn’t stop the tears from falling freely now.

“Oh, Honey,” Jason drawled when he saw Scarlett’s tears. “It’s going to be okay.”

He stood up and wrapped his arms protectively around her, but Scarlett pushed away. “Don’t touch me.” She stated blandly and put as much room as she could between her and Jason.

Hurt passed through his eyes, with his godly body he had probably never had a girl push him away before. “Alright,” he surrendered, throwing his hands in the air.

Then it is Scarlett, her and Jocelyn had the same thing happen to them! Where was she? “Where’s Jocelyn?”

“Hm?” Jason was still dazed from the girl-not-wanting-him thing.

“Where’s Jocelyn?” Scarlett said louder and tried to control the extreme shaking in her hands.

“She’s just next door,” Jason said nonchalantly as if it was no big deal.

“Can I see her?” Scarlett felt a much needed rush of relief over her best friend’s safety.

Jason studied Scarlett’s hazel eyes, “No can do, Babe. Sorry, I wish I could let you in, but it the Boss’s order.”

Scarlett felt a crushing disappointment and she sighed in detachment.

Jason’s heart melted a little and he let out a shaky breath, “Let’s go.”

“What?” Scarlett was taken aback.

“Let’s go see your friend, it’s the least you deserve after all this.”

Scarlett followed him noiselessly out of the white room and into an even whiter even more sterile smelling hallway. The two of them traipsed down the hall and into an identical room. Jocelyn stood in the middle and Scarlett’s breath caught. Her friend was actually alive!

Joz turned around, her blue eyes gray again. “Scar!” She squealed and ran towards Scarlett.

“Jozzie!” They threw their arms around each other and had a lingering embrace.

The woman that had been in the room with Jocelyn narrowed her black eyes on Jason and stomped over to him. She grabbed his ear and dragged him out of the room and shut the door forcefully behind her.

The two girls heard muffled shouts from the outside. Scarlett could just imagine Jason’s sheepish grin as he apologized profusely to the horrid woman.

“What are we going to do, Scar?” Joz’s frightened voice shook Scarlett from her thoughts.

Scar wasn’t sure, as far as she knew there was only one way to escape, through the door. And the door was blocked by an agile, terrifying woman and a big block of a man-child. “Jozzie, I’m not sure to be honest.”

The disappointment in Jocelyn’s eyes was crushing. “What about your mom and the sperm-donor?”

Scarlett hadn’t thought about her mother and Landon. “They won’t care.” She stated bluntly not bothering to keep the bitterness and sting from her voice. There was no point trying to spare her or Jocelyn’s feelings, they both knew they had cold, unloving parents.

“You’re right,” tears slipped down Jocelyn’s face and Scarlett could feel the harsh sting of tears in her own eyes.

The shouts from the other side of the door ceased and the door flew open. Scarlett could just imagine the bloody destruction that would be caused if she had been in the doors path.

“Alright girls,” the woman sneered, “let’s go.”

“Go where?” The two victims asked simultaneously.

“To meet the Boss,” Jason stated throwing Scarlett a look of pity. “I’m Jason, by the way,” he directed at Jocelyn. “And this is Gem.”

“Follow me,” Gem demanded curling a calloused finger toward herself and set off.

Scarlett and Jocelyn exchanged a look, they both gulped.

They had no choice but to follow.