Chapter 11

I paced around the parking lot, waiting for the line to disappear.

Aaron leaned against the wall and I watched his shoulder drop. It was as if he was resting, letting his guard down slightly since there was nothing for him to do at that moment. I watched him for a moment as he slowly chewed on some gum, which for some reason I found very funny. I sucked in another breath and blew it out, then walked up to him.

“Hey there.” I said, trying to force a friendly voice.

“Hey.” He said in a monotone voice.

“Nice night, huh?” I mumbled.

“Sure kid.” Aaron stared at me and then looked away.

It was time to test my plan.

“Hey, have you ever been into that back room?” I asked.

“What room?”

“The one with the keypad on it, near the back door?”

“Why does it matter?”

“Just wondering what was back there. Ya know, maybe Steve’s collection of sex slaves or something.” I said with a laugh.

I watched Aaron’s reaction closely.

He crossed his arms tightly over his chest.

“Not funny man.”

“What’s that?”

“Slaves. Not cool.”

“Oh?” I asked, keeping up my grin.

Aaron uncrossed his arms and leaned down towards me. I watched as one of his hands came towards me. He poked me in the middle of the chest with one finger. The force was hard enough to knock me backwards.

“Not. Funny.” He said slowly.

I braced myself and took a step forward.

“What would you do if there really were slaves in there?” I asked, gulping for air.

“What kind of fucked up question is that?” He asked, his voice getting harder.

“What would you do?” I repeated.

“Not fucking stand around talking that’s for fucking sure.” He replied, his voice growing angry.

“Would you do something about it?” Go help?” I asked.

“What the fuck does it matter? What kind of crap are you on? You don’t look drunk. Why are you asking me these stupid fucking questions?” He growled.

“Would you help?” I pressed.

Aaron took a step forward and loomed over me.

“You’re annoying me.”

“Would ... You ... Help...” I repeated, trying to hide the fear in my voice. “Bet your fucking ass I would. Now get the fuck out of my face before I do something stupid.” Aaron said in a ferocious voice. He was angry and I was hoping I could direct that towards someone other than me.

“Do you know what’s behind that door? Girls. Vampires. Steve keeps them as sex slaves and rents them out.” I blurted out.

Aaron recoiled like I’d punched him and then quickly leaned back down towards me.

“That’s fucking insane! Who would say such a stupid fucking thing?” Aaron roared.

“Steve did. He invited me down there now, but I got to get some money.”

Aaron’s mouth clamped shut as he recoiled again. He stared at me intently, his eyes boring into mine.

“Are you fucking with me kid?” He said slowly, his voice dropping.

“The girl that is always with me, Kayla, is in there. Jill, the blond bartender who was here a few weeks ago told me she was. Steve made her a vampire and has her locked up under his house. Aaron, I’ve got to get them out. Will you help me?” I said begged, my voice breaking.

Aaron continued to stare at me, as if waiting for me to crack. I met his gaze, summoning all of my courage. I knew that I had to have Aaron’s help if my rescue attempt had any hope of working.

Finally, Aaron leaned back away from me slightly and I blew out a sigh of relief.

“So, you got a plan?” He asked softly.

“You got any more gum?” I replied.

I chewed on the wad of gum nervously as I pushed my way through the crowd, looking for Steve. Every once in a while I’d look over my shoulder to see Aaron slowly following a safe distance behind me.

Finally, I spied Steve in the corner, chatting with an attractive young woman. I caught his gaze and gave him a head nod towards the hallway. Steve nodded and walked that direction.

“So are you ready to party?” Steve asked as we met.

I nodded and pulled out a large wad of cash.

“Good man. Good man. Come on down, let all your dreams come true!” Steve bellowed, putting his hand around my shoulders like a used car salesman.

I glanced over my shoulder one more time, but didn’t see Aaron.

“Fuck.” I muttered under my breath.

“Yeah, there’s going to be a lot of fucking happening.” Steve laughed as we arrived at the door.

I watched as Steve punched a code into the door’s lock and twisted the handle.

I shuffled my feet so that way Steve would go in first and then spit my gum out into my mouth. When Steve turned his back, I rammed the wad into the door lock.

I prayed that he wouldn’t notice.

I turned around and realized that I was in a long hallway, not unlike the one that was at Steve’s house. I seemed to run the span of the dance floor above. There were 6 doors along the hallway on each side.

I shuddered to think that there were 12 girls down here.

“New guest?” A new voice sounded.

I spun around to come face to face with a strange man, about the size of Aaron. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt and jeans, but there was no hiding the gun that was in a holster on his hip.

“Yeah. This is my buddy Scott. He’s here to have a good time. Go on buddy, have a look behind door number one. There are only 4 options right now. I’m still taking applications for the other spots, but I think you’ll find something you like in here.” Steve grinned, slapping me on the back.

I took a step forward towards the first door. It was only then that I realized that the door’s lock was facing the hallway. The door itself was metal.

I twisted the knob of the door lock and pushed it inward. The door was very thick and heavy. As the door pushed open, so did my mouth.

Inside was Rose. She was completely naked and chained to a wooden X against the wall. Her back and ass were crisscrossed with welts and bruises.

“I hear this one is a screamer, in more ways than one.” I heard Steve call out from behind me.

On hearing Steve’s voice, Rose turned and looked over her shoulder at me. Her eyes were bloodshot and tear stained. Her beautiful red hair was matted against her pale face.

“Help me.” She mouthed to me silently.

I nodded at her and then backed away.

“Want to try her, or move to door number two?” Steve asked.

“Number two.” I replied, slowly walking to the second door. I unlocked it and pushed it open.

“Oh God.” I mumbled.

Inside was another naked girl. Only this one was on her hands and knees, bolted inside a metal contraption that held her arms, legs and neck in place and kept her in that position. She was facing away from the door, her long blond hair hanging down and covering her face. She looked completely broken.

I took a step inside the room and noticed that her back was covered with long, deep scratches, like she had been attacked by a lion.

I shuddered.

“Yeah, Maggie looks a little rough huh? Her last customer likes to get a little, eh, wild, shall we say. But, she’s been here a while, I know she can take it. She’s stronger than she looks, which is why she’s in that rig. So, if you wanna get real freaky, she’s your girl.” Steve said, patting me on the back from behind again.

I took a step out of the room and turned around to face him.

“See anything you like? Or do you want to go for door number three?” Steve grinned.

“No, I think I’m good.” I grimaced, gritting my teeth.

“So, who’s it going to be?” Steve asked.

I curled my hand into a fist and swung at Steve’s face as hard as I could. He saw it coming, but not in time to move out of the way.

I connected with enough force to knock him to the ground.

“What the fuck!” He yelled.

“Shit!” The guard screamed, taking a step towards me while reaching for his gun.

I sucked in a deep breath.

“AARON! NOW!” I screamed.

The guard got one more step forward before the door flew open hard enough to break the top hinge. The guard dropped onto the floor as Aaron came crashing through the doorway.

“SHIT! What the fuck!” Steve screamed.

“Aaron! He’s got a gun!” I yelled, pointing as the guard rolled over onto his back.

Aaron started to move towards the guard, but it was too late.

The guard had already pulled his gun.

“Wrong move man.” The guard yelled.

The sound of the gunshots echoed off of the narrow hallway walls. Even Steve recoiled at the noise.

When I came to my senses, I could see Aaron stumbling backwards slightly, hunched over.

Blood was on the floor and the wall behind him.

“Fuck! Oh FUCK!” I yelled.

Then I heard another sound, one I’d never heard before.

It was a growl, like something that a rabid dog would make. I looked up to see Aaron look up at the guard and then launch himself forward with a speed I’d never seen before. He tackled the guard around the waist, knocking the gun out of his hand, which slid across the floor.

“Shit!” The guard called out as Aaron’s huge fist connected with his face.

Steve and I both paused to watch the two men fight, with Aaron raining down blows on the other man’s face.

Steve, however, snapped to attention a second before I did. He flipped over and began to scramble down the hallway.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going? There’s no running away!” I yelled.

Then I realized that Steve was running towards the guard’s gun.

“Shit!” I yelled and began running towards Steve. I dove on to the ground, trying to grab his legs. I managed to get hold of one of his ankles.

“Gotcha!” I laughed as Steve rolled over.

“Not smart kid. Not smart.” Steve said in a dark voice.

I looked up to see him pointing the gun right at my face.

My brain raced a million miles an hour. I’d never been in any situation like this before, except once.

I pictured Liz’s face on top of Steve’s.

“He’s still human.” I thought to myself and then dug my fingers into his ankle as hard as I could.

Steve let out a scream as I felt something inside his leg crack. There was another loud bang and I felt a sharp sting of pain in my left shoulder. Steve threw his arms up in the air, tossing the gun aside.

I quickly jumped on top of him and began punching him in the face as I’d seen Aaron doing. My left arm didn’t seem to be operating normally, so I focused all of my strength on my right one. Steve threw up his hands defensively but I already had the upper hand. I rained down blows over and over again until Steve’s hands dropped to the floor.

“He’s down. That’s enough.” Came Aaron’s voice. It was panting, but lower and more calm. I felt a huge hand on my shoulder and I looked up.

Aaron was standing over me, looking down. I glanced at his chest and noticed it was covered in blood.