I wake up with a horrible headache. My surroundings terrible.  It looks like I'm in someone's basement that they have never cleaned.  I look down and see that I'm wearing a ragged gown and no bra.  I feel so naked.

I look at my arms and they are tied together and so are my legs.  I sit myself up and quietly call peter with the crappy signal I have.

"Peter?" I whisper when I hear the phone pick up.

"(Y/n)?"'he gasps. "Where are you?"

"I'm in a room that probably has mold.  Please I'm tied up and I'm not in the clothes I was in earlier." I say trying not to cry.

"I'm working on it.  Your safe if really difficult to crack."

"Im conflicted with love, and the parental figures don't help.  The day we met plus my kiss." I whisper quickly as I hear someone walking.

"Repeat That again." He says.

"Someone's coming." I gasp. I mute Peter and activate a key word hang up.  I see that man who was following me walk in.

"Ah the water Lily wakes." He says in a heavy German accent.  I shuffle to the wall scared.

"Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you if you listen." He gets close to my face.  I see his scruffy beard full of white hairs, and his breathe smells like rotten fish.

"Please don't touch me." I snap.

"You are fisty water lily." He chuckles grabbing me by my hair and dragging me out.  I scream at him.  I'm sorry you have to listen to this...  Peter.

He throws me into a room where a few men are standing with bottles of alcohol.

"You get information out of her then you can have your fun" the first man laughs heartily.

A second man with red thining hair looks me over.  "Or we could sell her for a hefty profit. Even after our fun."

"She has a beautiful frame.  I can't wait to get my hands on her." The youngest looking one says with a strong Irish accent.

"No no no." I whisper.  "Please! Peter help me!" I say cutting the call off.  The men look at me with a wicked smile.