Blackmail/ Knock on the door
From Create Your Own Story
Being a young teenage girl is tough!
"Well look who showed up after all," says the skinny guard from the mall with a smirk, "come on in."
The place smells foul, and you wrinkle your nose at the smell of cheap liquor and cigarettes. The guard takes you by the hand, and after shutting and locking the door behind you, guides you inside. The place is dim, and it's hard to tell well you're going. You stumble over a stray bottle in your nervousness; the guard picks you off the floor with a strong jerk.
"S-s-sorry," you stutter as you rub your arms; it's cold in this place. "Can I have those pictures back now?"
"Sure, sure," says the guard, "after you're done paying for them."
He opens a door leading downstairs, and before you can say a word, he shoves you down a small flight of stairs. You hit the floor with a thud, and let out a soft cry.
"Long time no see darling," comes a familiar voice. It belongs to the other guard, the short one. You notice him, and five other men, sitting around a small table. Cigarettes are carelessly strewn about, as are empty beer bottles. You look back towards the way out, but the door is already locked, and you're already surrounded.
"Why don't you get up on the table and give us a show?" says the short guard. His tone indicates that he won't be taking no for an answer.
Requirements: This is a story about a young girl written in second person.
