2 Days Earlier
I was walking home from the groceries store. It was dark, quiet, and scary. I had to go cause I was out of food and didn't wanna spend almost 40 dollars on DoorDash just for the order to be wrong. I had to walk down a couple of blocks before I reached home. I live in New York, so it's very unusual when the streets are quiet.
As I continued walking, I see a all black BMW pull in front of me and park. The car just sat there, nobody got out. It just sat in the dark.
I try to think nothing of it and continued to walk home, trying to shake off the fear. Suddenly, I heard a door shut. Instead of looking back like most people would do, I decided the best thing for me to do is to walk home, trying to ignore the fear. I walk as fast as I can, hearing footsteps behind me.
I can feel someone's presence behind me. Suddenly, someone grabbed my shoulder. I quickly turned in fear until I realize it was just an old man.
"I think you dropped this." he said, while holding up a package of noodles that must have fallen while I was walking .
"Oh, yes, thanks so much, sir" I said. The fear I had suddenly went away. I began walking until a black bag was put over my head, and I was suddenly injected with something.
I jumped up out of my sleep to realize I didn't know where I was. I looked around to see where I was or if I was just a little woozy. The door suddenly burst open, and in walked a tall guy who looked about 6'5. His face wasn't what I expected. I thought he would be some scary-looking guy with tattoos and scars all over his body but he looked really clean and normal.
He had on brown glasses. His hair was black and curly. He had a slight beard. He looked like someone you would see in the library, a nerdy type of guy.
"Are you thirsty?" he asked, his voice deep and raspy.
I didn't respond, making him clench his jaw.
"I asked you a fucking question!" he shouted, making the hairs on my neck stand up.
"No, I'm not. Where am I?" I said with an attitude.
He didn't waste any time and grabbed me by my neck.
"Don't fucking disrespect me." he said and let go of my neck.
"What's your name and why am I here? " I said with a panicked expression, hoping for an answer.
He gets close to my face. I could feel his breath on my neck as he whispered in my ear.
"My name is Lorenzo Rodriguez, and you're here because you belong to me."
I looked up at his eyes with a worried expression, feeling goosebumps as I had shuddered at his words.
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Sweet Callings
Romance"Are you thirsty?" he asked, his voice deep and raspy. I didn't respond, making him clench his jaw. "I asked you a fucking question!" he shouted, making the hairs on my neck stand up.
