Fabian

Imitation Siren

My world, pitch black once again. When were these idiots going to stop sedating me. Surely one time was enough for them?? 

I was back in their clutches. I, Zoa Brunel, failed to escape. Again. I was beginning to lose all hope of escaping at this point. It felt like it had been days since I fell asleep. Realistically I knew it was probably just a few hours judging by the fresh bruises I felt forming on my wrists.

Wait. Bruises? My eyes shot open as I took in my new habitat. "What on earth is this". The room was painted in the ugliest pink I had ever seen. There was a shoddy looking bed in the side of the room and what looked to be an en suite in the corner next to the main door. The floors were the same disgusting, cold concrete as in my previous living quarters however, the lights in this room were actually very bright, too bright even, as opposed to the luke warm darkness of the other room. It was only after taking my strange surroundings when I realized I was tied to one of those cheap, flimsy plastic chairs by my nimble legs and feet, causing the scrapes and bruises.

Bruh if you're going to kidnap me, do it properly.

The first thing I did was to break the chair legs that were attached to mine. And kick away the arm rests on my wrists. Untying them was a task though. Those stupid big chunks of plastic kept getting in the way. Ugh. Finally I set myself free. It wasn't going to be that simple, I thought.

I inched towards the door so as to not make any noise to alert Italian Shaq who was probably waiting outside the door or something. Jiggling the door a bit to see if it was locked, (no luck by the way) I heard more movement outside and immediately ran over to the bed.

If force doesn't work, seduction will

I have no Idea why I thought I could seduce this guy after absolutely abusing him earlier. But it was better than cooperation.

The big idiot opens the door as if he owns the place. Does this dummy think I don't know he's just a goon? How distasteful. I got in my best 'sexy' pose although I probably looked like a child trying to seduce her husband while playing house, I tried my best. My left leg sat higher and bent upon my right, riding up my dress and exposing my thigh. This is utterly demoralising. My right hand held my head up as I looked baymax in the eyes like a siren. Or- tried.

Tweedle dee paused for a moment, noticing my sudden change in demeanor. He steps back out into the hallway leaving the door open so I could see him as he inspected the area. Shoot this isn't going to work. I thought.

He then stepped back into the room with the sleeziest smirk poisoning his features. I wanted to throw up, but I had to push that feeling back into the pit of my stomach and put on my big girl panties. It's about to go down.

"I see you've become more accustomed to your new home principessa" He breathed.

I fought everything in myself not to project the disgust I felt on my face. Principessa?

Who did he think he was talking to? Eugh he's talking to me like im some whore. Doesn't matter just go with it.

"I'm starting to like it very much here, especially because of the people" I cooed, adding a sultry emphasis to the last word while trying my best not to gag.

He slowly closed the door behind him and beckoned for me to come over near him. Oh crap. "I can see you tempting me dear. Don't worry, I can help you with that." He words permeated out of him like a bout of bad breath. I couldn't stand it but I had to see it through. Zoa sees everything through.

I saunter over towards him and place my little hands on his disgusting boxy chest. This was definitely not a Tom Cruize moment. "I was just in need of a little..." I paused, snaking an arm around the back of his neck, barely reaching it. "...assistance".

This time his smile widened, revealing his smile half eaten my gold and silver teeth. I could feel his hot breath raining down on me at this point like a wolf breathing on its prey.

"Anything for you principessa"

I lean in and look at him with doe eyes. Rubbing my other hand on his chest.

And then I karate chopped him straight in the jugular with the force of 100 Zoas!

"Out like a light" I smirked at my accomplishment. "Thank god for 3am self defence youtube binges"