My little fire

The candle light

Guys I'm tryna update fast. Im really tired so I'll prolly have to edit this in the morning.

It's like 1:00a.m for me right now so I'm suffering sleep loss and I have to wake up and hide the elf for my little brother tmr at 2:00 sooo I need sleep.

Hope you enjoyed the first part! Im so glad you were able to finish and was invested enough for the second one!!!
Thank youuu!!!

I woke up on the cold concrete floor, all I saw was darkness. Except a little light.

A candle.

Why?

"Hello?" I said faintly. My voice hurt from trying to yell and screaming my colorful words at the men.

"Hello princess." Said a deep voice.

I couldn't tell where it was coming from. The room was huge and echoed like crazy.
But I guess I should've realized it came from the direction of the candle.

The candle along with its glorious bright- orange light came closer to me, But I still couldn't see the mysterious face that the sexy voice belonged to.

"How are you doing darling" said the man.

God that was hot.

Wtf is wrong with you leaela!! This man was your kidnapper and your grandpa and boyfriends murderer! Why do you find his voice so hot!

"I- I don't know." I murmured.

"well then why is that" he said with his raspy voice, the light still slowly getting closer.

"I- I watched them get k-killed, and then I was taken. Now I'm on this cold hard floor in a dark room with a hot sounding man—" i stopped myself from talking anymore.

DAMNIT LEA!

DID I RELALY JUST SAY THAT??

"that's so precious" he said, blowing out the candle as he got closer.

FUCKING, SHIT ASS MOTHER FUCKING BITCH! I DID SAY IT OUT LOUD!

now we were stuck in a dark room. Pitch black.
All of a sudden I felt his breathing on my hand. He kissed it.

my kidnapper kissed my hand.

what the balls.

then he threw it down and grunted in anger.

I heard his rough, loud footsteps as he quickly paced off somewhere in this large dark room.

Then there was light. There was nothing in the room but two doors. One door had locks, the other a bathroom.

He told me to shower and gave me some quite revealing cloths.

I attempted to get up but failed so bad. "Ow. BITCH" I yelled.

I hadn't even looked at him yet. But then he grabbed my face and said "what did you just call me?!"
"Nothing sir, I w-was yelling because I-"
I got lost in his dark maroon-brown eyes.

god he was handsome.

"You what" he said sternly.

"I- i don't know. I just know I wasn't calling you a bitch."

He threw my face down and yelled at me to get up and clean up and change.

"Hurry up, we have business to take care of. I don't have All damn day leaela"

He knew my name?

It's not like I had ID on me?

He knew who I was when I was taken. He had to have...
But who was he?

Sorry!! 

Once again it's pretty short, but I'm also tired and don't have a lot of ideas or inspiration. I guess some sort of writers block! Anyways have a good night y'all! Love ya!!