Modelesque

Modelesque: Chapter 7

Author's Note:

Hey guys, I've been working really hard on my story and would really appreciate some feedback and votes! Please let me know what your thinking, I'm starting to doubt myself... :s

Thanks so much for reading,

-DD

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Chapter 7

It was dark.

It was cold.

I couldn't see a thing, but I felt the vibrations.

A car, I was definitely inside a car... more like the trunk of a car.

I blinked to clear my vision, but nothing changed. What happened? I looked around and used my hands to feel my surroundings. It was small and tight and I needed to get out. My  breath quickened as the panic rose. Shitaki mushrooms, it was that guy! He drugged me with that stupid rag, ugh how tv-drama was that? Better than being dosed with a syringe..my conscience spoke out. 

I was starting to feel claustrophobic and my mind couldn't focus. I banged on the ceiling but nothing happened. My eyes started to blur, my voice became strangled. I needed to get out now! I felt around, where's my stupid phone? Nothing, there was absolutely nothing. I couldn't help but tear up and felt as if my life was over. I'm dead. And gone. I moaned, oh God, my life was the title of that T.I and Justin Timberlake song, I was Dead and Gone.

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After what seemed like an eternity, I awoke to the sudden stop of the engine. The car lifted, as if a weight had been lifted.

They must have gotten out of the car, this is my chance! I thought to myself. I quickly banged on the car trunk just in case there were any pedestrians in proximity. The trunk door flung open, with a dark shadow looming over me. I blinked my eyes, unaccustomed to the sudden light and focused them on the mystery man and a larger, scarier figure next to him.

"Allo there" Mystery man said. I narrowed my eyes at him, unable to utter a word.

"Well then, do you understand what you cost me?" He said. I refused to give him the benefit of hearing my voice.

"Ok then, you can stay quiet, but I'll talk. You, my dearest, rounded up all your friends and shooed them out before my associate could take you lot. I don't know how you managed your little scheme, but I'm not happy about it. Lucky for me, you didn't save yourself" He grinned, damn you mysterious piece of shit.

"I'm going to make you regret not staying out of my way, you little tease!" He pulled me up by my hair and swung me over his back, I struggled to stay free, kicked, punched, screamed and bit with all my might.

"Feisty little pup, aren't cha?" The bigger, frightening man said. He looked a lot like Hugh Jackman, which made me upset. I loved Hugh Jackman, I've watched all the X-Men movies, including the origins one with him.There goes my Hugh Jackman fantasy...

I looked around, where the hell were we? I found myself scanning an empty parking lot in the middle of God knows where. The only thing in our proximity was a large industrialized building, which seemed kind of haunted and abandoned. Great, just what we need. A hottie and a wolf-man look alike keeping me captive in a haunted house. Oh joy!

"What do you want?!" I screamed loudly.

"Rest your vocals dearest, all that screaming will get your throat all raspy and I happen to like your little melodic voice," said Mystery Man.

"Get the hell off me now you psycho!" I yelled. Hugh looked at me and chuckled.

"I really don't understand how you ruined my plan. All I wanted was Adriana Lima, and instead Wyatt brings me you! Not that you're hideous, you're just not my .. type." Hugh bellowed.