Black Storm

So Cold

I wake up in an unfamiliar room. Why am I so cold? At first I couldn't remember anything, that's until memories started to come back in flashes. Getting up, saying goodbye to my brother, going to school with Peyton- where is she anyways?- that black van, honking, and.. The wreck. The man who saved my life. Damn, it's way too cold in this room. I get up walking around the room trying to remember every little detail about yesterday, a few hours ago maybe? I don't know when.
There's no windows in this room- which is odd. There's only a four post bed and a black dresser. The walls seem to be a dark shade of red and there's a black door. It's locked of course. Seeing that there's nothing to do, I slowly crawl back in to the massive size bed and pull the covers up to my chin. I'm still freezing!
While I'm laying there I try to see who that man was from my memory. For him to catch me like that flying from a windshield, he obviously can't be human, can he? I remember his face, though. A sharp jaw line with just the right amount of scruff on it. His hair was so dark brown it looked black. And his eyes, big and green and so beautiful you can get lost in them. Matter of fact, that's the last thing I saw before I went unconscious. Knock, knock. I jumped at the sound coming from the door. I was actually warming up. The black door started to open up and I waited to see who was behind it. They slowly start walking in and I notice that it's the man. He stands tall, making him look 6'5". His shoulders never faltered  to stay up straight and the way he walks is so calm.
"Hello there Mia. I see you're finally awake." He looks at me with those green eyes and speaks with perfectly shaped lips. "W-who are you?" Of course I stuttered my words out to that piece of beauty. He didn't answer for a while, some type of emotion flickering over his face as he walked to the end of the bed. "My name doesn't pertain to this situation right now. But, as you have asked, my name is Lucas. Luke for short, love." His voice was stern and gentle all at once, making his voice as beautiful as his face. Wonder what he looks like without clothes? He basically kidnapped you Mia! Don't think that! He chuckled as though I've spoken out loud. "If you wish to see me without any clothes Mia, that will never happen." Shit shit shit. How did he hear that? "How did you hear that? Why am I here? What is this place?" I threw the questions out of my mouth. "Soon, you will find those answers out my love. But for now, you are to stay in this room until said to do so. I will get one of my servants to come get you for dinner around 6. Be ready and look decent. Those clothes make you look disgusting." He walked away with that, shut the door, and he locked it. I walk over to the dresser to find another door on the left of it. I inch towards it wondering what could be inside of it. I flick the light switch on and see a closet the size of the room I am sleeping in. So many dresses and so many shoes, too much for just one girl.
"I see you've found the closet." I jump around to see a girl standing with her arms crossed over her chest. "You should know he's just using you because you have something of his. That's how we all got here. He's an evil man Mia." She walked out and left me standing there, gaping at where she just stood. Who the hell was that? And what does Luke need me for? I shift through the drawers finding a T-shirt and a pair of dark skinny jeans. I guess I'll try and figure all this out at dinner.
"Mr. Collins will like your company now." An older woman said standing next to the door. "Fine choices you picked to wear, but he will not approve. Too late to change now we must get going." She grabbed me by the arm and shoved me out of the room into a grand hallway three times the height of my room. There was magnificent paintings all over the walls, making it look like a huge museum. We stop in front of two very large double doors and the older woman opens them. "Go in now, he's waiting." And she closed the doors behind me. Well, here goes nothing.