Unforgettable

Chapter 1 I "Leave!"

Before I even open my eyes, I know nothing good is about to happen. I feel the headache from the night before, I can feel the little bruises on my arms from how the men grabbed me. My throat feels sore from the minute I screamed for help and my legs are tired from how hard I fought. But nothing or no one saved me. They dragged me into a car and after they injected the needle, I felt unconscious.

Opening my eyes, I see a window with the blinds half closed. I look down my body and see I'm still wearing the clothes from yesterday with only my heels missing. Sitting up quickly causes my head to hurt and I become dizzy.

"The dizziness come from the Flunitrazepam in the drugs." The dark voice startles me even further and I turn my body in the direction I heard it coming from. It's too dark in the room to make out his face but I can see his outlines good enough to know it's a man. Leaning against a wall with his hands in the pockets of his pants, he looks far too casual for someone who is probably responsible for my current situation. My obvious fear makes me sit up on my knees, trying to get into a position I could fight him best if he comes any closer.

"Who are you?" is the first question that comes to my mind. The shadows make his face not visible to me, but I could see more from below his shoulders. He wears a suit. A perfectly tailored suit with an untied tie hanging around his neck. He is fit, the muscles clearly visible beneath the clothes even in the dim lighting. If he'd attack me, I knew my chances of getting out of here were slim.

"That's not relevant right now." He states calmly before he pushes of the wall, taking a step towards me, making his powerful presence known further. I still couldn't make out his face, but the jawline that was visible was indicator enough at how tense he is. "Undress." He says.

My eyes widen. This wasn't good. Waking up with my clothes still on was too good to be true. I knew this couldn't end well. My worst fear: rape, abuse and everything that comes with it. My clothes weren't much, but at least a small barrier between us, so I didn't move. Actually, I didn't move a single inch of my body, too scared he'd jump me any second I didn't obey.

"You're not off to a good start, Allison." A dark chuckle leaves his mouth, a sound that I didn't know could be the scariest I have ever heard. "I said- Undress!" His tone was harsher now and a shiver runs down my spine as I shake my head. That's the moment I first feel how wet my dress is. It's not soaked, but the wet material wasn't comfortable and making me cold. Still, this was better that undressing for him.

But with my final disobedience of his command, I knew I was in for no good. Ever so slowly, the man took one step towards me, and then another one, finally revealing his face to me.

What I believed to be the devil, turns out to be a handsome man. More than handsome, he was- no, I couldn't describe him as perfect. Whatever he wanted to do to me, wasn't good. "Allison, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. The outcome will be the same, baby." His lips turn into a smirk and I couldn't hate him more for it. He looked so sadistic. With his legs almost touching the side of the bed, he was towering over me. Even with his hands still in his pocket, he portrayed power. Power over e, over this situation. I was in danger.

Panicking, I look around the room, spotting a door in the shadows where he just stood. I eye it before my eyes go back to the man in front of me. He hasn't stopped looking at me, but his smirk stayed. I look back to the door, calculating my chances of making it out of this room before he could catch me. They were slim.

Without thinking twice, I push of the bed, trying to run for the door. But my feet never even touch the floor before a strong arm wraps itself around my waist, pulling me back on the bed. This time my back collides with the mattress and the body of the man keeps me pinned to the soft material. He caged me in. One large hand on either side of my head to hold himself above me, he stares down at me. His knees touch the sides of my hips, making sure I couldn't move away from him.