Tw - Mentions of physical and sexual abuse
ADDIE
My head pounding is the first thing that registers. Whatever hit me, got my head really good. Groaning I try to rub the ache from my temple when I notice my hands are tied.
Wait a minute. It suddenly hits me that I am definitely not at the hospital anymore.
Shit!
What the fuck is going on?
Panic rips through me as I try to figure out what is going on. My head is throbbing and my vision hazy. I try to loosen the ropes once more but I'm unsuccessful. I notice I'm still in my dress.
What is going on?
The room I'm in is dark, cold and smells like death. I have the worst feeling about this, dread filling every inch of my body. The last memory I have is finishing my cigarette at the hospital.
Daniel!
I never got to go in and see him. The whole night flashes before my eyes. I really hope he is okay, why didn't I just suck it up and see him. What if I never get the chance. I was a coward, now I'm in this godforsaken place with no idea how I got here or who took me.
This is not the type of place I want to be in. Whatever is going on, it's not good. The sound of footsteps has my heart racing.
Looks like I'm just about to find out what's going on.
A large figure comes through the iron door, the screech has me wincing. A masked man comes into view, a gun firmly placed in his hand. He doesn't say a word, all he does is stare at me. I maintain eye contact for as long as I can.
This whole situation is crazy, never in my life did I ever think I'd be abducted. Surely whoever is stalking me isn't that mental? Maybe that's why the shooting happened? Maybe they knew Daniel would take the hit which would get one obstacle out the way. Rocco must be going out of his mind with worry. Oh, why didn't I just stay as close as possible to him. This whole mess could've been avoided if I had just stayed inside.
I don't know if I've lost my mind, could be the concussion but I start to laugh. The situation is by no means funny but if I don't laugh, I'll cry, and I am not giving this man the satisfaction of seeing me cry.
I will not show any fear or weakness.
"What's so fucking funny?" The masked stranger asks, aiming is gun at me like I'm some sort of mad women.
Absolutely nothing but I think I've gone completely insane.
"You are!"
I'm poking the bear. I know I am, but I can't stop myself. Maybe all those drugs I used to take have fucked with my head.
He digs the gun harder into the side of my head, taking the safety off.
"I'm not scared of you; I was raised by the fucking devil!" I sneer, maintaining the fearless facade. When in reality I could be sick with how scared I am right now.
"Must make this place Hell then princess."
No.
It can't be.
This isn't possible!
I'm hallucinating.
I have to be!
That man has been dead for 13 years. My worst fears are confirmed when the figure comes out from the shadows.
"No no no no! Your dead, this isn't happening. It can't be!" My words come out so fast I don't know if they make sense.
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Twisted Truth
रोमांसAdaline Webster to the outside world had it all wealth, power and a place in the world of business however she was just going through the motions trying to navigate the world as a 23 year old. Going by the name Addie Jones, Adaline wants nothing mor...
