Sold

Summary: Thirteen and Cameron are kidnapped and sold to the highest bidder.

Rated M, definite M. very explicit stuff. Maybe not in the first chapter so much but you've been warned.

"Cameron, do you need a ride home?" Thirteen asked Cameron as she walked up to her. Cameron was standing at the door, punching numbers into her cell phone.

"No, but thanks." Cameron responded.

"Who are you waiting for?" Thirteen asked curiously.

"A taxi." Cameron replied. "My car's in the shop."

"Ah, gotcha." Thirteen replied. "Mind if I wait with you?"

"Nope, not at all." Cameron replied with a friendly smile. It was nice to have someone around her.

Cameron and Thirteen stood there for ten minutes, exchanging small talk. Cameron got bored and started to braid her blonde hair. She pulled a hair tie from her wrist and secured the braid.

"What is taking the taxi so long?" Cameron asked to no one in particular.

"Why don't you just get a ride with me?" Thirteen asked, turning to her. "You've been waiting for the taxi for while."

"Okay, if you don't mind." Cameron smiled sheepishly. She was tired. It had been a long day in the nurse's wing.

"No problem." Thirteen returned the smile and they walked out the doors of the hospital.

They walked to the dark parking lot and Thirteen pulled out her keys. She pressed the button to unlock the car and the girls opened the doors.

Cameron and Thirteen got into the car and Thirteen put the key in the ignition. She pulled out of the parking lot and they started driving.

"So, where do you live?" Thirteen asked Cameron.

"Bennington Street." Cameron replied. "Third apartment to the right."

"Okay." Thirteen replied. Thirteen drove carefully. "It's a bit far from the hospital, isn't it? Long commute."

Cameron nodded. "Yea, it is."

Thirteen drove farther on the secluded road. The moon was a full moon that night. Thirteen loved full moons.

Thirteen was about to turn to Cameron and say something but was stopped by a cold object on her neck.

Thirteen turned her head and was met with a gun. Thirteen and Cameron screamed.

"Pull over!" The masked man hollered. Cameron screamed and Thirteen's pulse was racing as she tried to gain control of her car. Thirteen's car swerved and made it into a ditch. "Get out!" He yelled even louder.

Thirteen was frozen. She couldn't even think. Cameron got out of the car quickly and pulled her coat to her chest tightly.

"Get out Bitch!" The man yelled at Thirteen, nudging the gun farther into her neck.

Thirteen's body shook and she stepped out of her vehicle. Immediately she ran over to Cameron.

The man got out of the car, pointing the gun at both of them. The man was dressed in all black.

"What do you want from us?!" Thirteen yelled. They were surrounded by silence. They were at least three miles from the city and it was dark anyway.

The man's gun clicked, making Cameron grab Thirteen's arm. "If you try to run, you're dead." The man said in a gruff voice. He pulled out a phone and dialed a speed dial number.

Thirteen kept still. Her lips parted slightly as she whispered something to Cameron. "Should we run?"

Cameron kept still too. "We shouldn't chance it, Thirteen." She whispered back.

Thirteen nodded. She tucked her hands against her chest protectively. It was so cold outside that she could see her breath in the air.

The man flipped his phone closed and walked over to the terrified doctors.

"Okay, you're coming with me." The man said to the girls. Thirteen looked at Cameron. She looked like she was getting the life sucked out of her.

The man put his gun up to Thirteen's chin and she whimpered. Thirteen felt Cameron's hand on her arm again. Thirteen felt slightly comforted.

"What did you two whores not understand about come with me." The man yelled, jabbing the gun into Thirteen's under jaw.

Thirteen closed her eyes and a tear slipped out. Cameron looked at the man, trying to remember every little thing she could. She could see his eyes, and that was enough to remember right now.

"Okay." Thirteen choked out. Cameron held onto her as they walked into the deserted field, with the man behind them pointing the gun towards their backs.

"How far are we walking?" Cameron asked nervously. The man jabbed the gun into Cameron's lower back, making her yelp out in pain. Thirteen turned around fiercely.

"What do you want?!" Thirteen yelled again, grabbing Cameron and pulling her close.

"Just. Keep. Walking." The man glared at her. Thirteen turned around and continued walking. Cameron looked at around her, making sure she remembered everything she saw- not that she could really see anything in the dark.

Thirteen was too busy wondering what was happening. She was riding home with her friend when suddenly, she was walking in a dark and secluded field with a gun to her back.

The man's phone rang and he grabbed Cameron. Cameron whimpered and Thirteen turned to her.

"Stay right here." The man said, answering his phone. "Yea I got them." He said. Cameron looked at Thirteen with fear in her eyes. Thirteen returned the glance but then grabbed Cameron's hand. She squeezed it and let go. "Yea, hot as hell… I don't know, maybe early thirties for the blonde and late twenties for the brunette."

The man continued to talk as if the girls weren't there, commenting on their breast size, height, and weight.

Thirteen stood still, still in shock from what was happening. Cameron looked at the ground, biting back tears.

Thirteen desperately wanted to grab Cameron's hand and start sprinting, but this man had a good grip on his gun and she didn't want to know how good of a shot he was.

The girls listened intensively. The only thing Thirteen could make out was that the person on the other man was a man and his name was Christopher. Cameron noticed that this man had a thick Brooklyn accent.

The man hung up his phone again. He looked at them and pulled something out of his pockets. Thirteen noticed they were blindfolds and she backed away.

"The boss wants you to wear these." The man said.

"Who's the boss?" Cameron asked, partly mocking the title.

"Doesn't matter, bitch, now put them on." The man shoved a blindfold into Cameron's hands and then Thirteen's.

Cameron looked at Thirteen and they nodded to each other. Cameron helped Thirteen with hers and then Thirteen helped Cameron. Thirteen intertwined her arm with Cameron, to let her know she wasn't going anywhere.

"Good." The man said. "Let's go." The man led them farther into the field which eventually led to a forest of trees.

Thirteen couldn't feel anything, she was numb. Cameron's plan to remember everything was screwed when they heard a car's engine. Thirteen dug her nails into the palms of her hands.

Thirteen felt a hard set of hands on her waist and she was being pushed. She screamed.

"Cameron!" Thirteen yelled. She wanted to make sure Cameron was still there because their arms had parted.

"Thirteen, I'm right here." Cameron said, trying to suppress a cry.

Thirteen was about to say something but a hand covered her mouth too quickly. She was lifted into the air and she started kicking and shouting. She heard the same struggle next to her so she knew this was happening to Cameron too.

Cameron bit hard on the man's hand and tried to kick him. The man pushed her into the car and slapped her across the face.

Cameron let out a cry of pain. Soon she felt someone next to her and she was scared to death that it was that man again that she cringed away.

"Cameron?" Thirteen called out desperately.

"Thirteen? That's you?" Cameron asked hopefully. She felt Thirteen's arms around her and she knew.

The doors in the van shut loudly and the car started moving.

Thirteen made her best guess about where Cameron's ear was and she whispered lightly into it. "Don't worry. We're going to be fine. Just keep calm." Cameron nodded and fell back into the surprisingly comfortable seat. Whoever this car belonged to was definitely wealthy.

The car stopped abruptly in a clearing about two hours later. Cameron had tried to calculate time for a while but then gave up and fell asleep on Thirteen's shoulder.

"We're here!" A man yelled to the girls in the back seat. Cameron sat up abruptly and opened her eyes. She was scared because she couldn't see but then she remembered that she had a blindfold on.

The girls were let out of the car in haste. Thirteen yelped when one of the men grabbed her wrist and pulled her. Thirteen guessed that there were about four men there.

One of the men grabbed Cameron's wrist and pulled her along with Thirteen. She searched for Thirteen's hand but she was just grabbing air. She nervously gulped and walked with the man.

They moved quickly through what felt to Thirteen like another ongoing field.

Soon they heard loud music and people talking. The air temperature drastically changed so Cameron and Thirteen knew they were inside a building or house of some sort.

Thirteen was so relieved when one of the men removed her blindfold. She looked around the room instantly to find Cameron. She saw Cameron getting her blindfold removed also.

"Where are we?" Cameron asked one of the men, looking around the large room. The marble floor was gave the place a luxurious feel and there was a huge staircase leading to the next floor.

"It doesn't matter; you won't be here for long." The man replied. Cameron and Thirteen exchanged hopeful glances. "Once we get you two sold, you'll be off somewhere else."

Cameron and Thirteen's heads whipped to face the man. "Sold?!" Thirteen yelled. "You're not selling us you bastard!"

The man slapped Thirteen's face. She fell back slightly and let out a cry.

Cameron pulled Thirteen in close to her then she looked at the man.

"Where are we and why are you selling us?!" Cameron asked sternly.

"We are at one of the most prestigious illegal slave auctions in all of eastern United States. And we are going to sell you too to the highest bidder." The man replied. Before Cameron could reply one of the men came up to her from behind and stabbed her with a needle. Immediately, Cameron's body hit the floor. Thirteen screamed.

"What the hell?!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. Then, a striking pain shot through her neck and she fell to the ground.

"Get them out of here Tony." The man who had been talking to the girls said. "Grab the outfits from the storage closet.

Tony nodded and picked up Thirteen and flung her over his shoulder. "Pete." He looked at one of the men that had been in the car. "Get the other one and follow me."

Pete picked up Cameron with ease and followed Tony up the stairs. They walked down a hallway and found an empty room. They set Thirteen and Cameron on the king size bed and went to the closet.

"This one looks nice." Tony said with an evil grin. Pete nodded.

"Okay, let's go." Pete replied. They through the clothes on the bed walked out of the room, locking the doors behind them.

So, tell me what you think. I'm not quite sure about continuing this one. I'm interested in it but I just need some feedback. Thanks for reading!