SURVIVOR of the WOODS

(3)

In my subconscious state, I could sense a painful headache and it smelled like grilled chicken skewers. My eyes shot open as I analysed my surroundings. To my astonishment, I was on a couch, with a cozy blanket on top of me and the food accompanied with fresh lemonade was placed on a table beside me.

I checked if I had my clothes on and I was dressed in a different outfit. It was a nightwear, not too revealing and cotton couture, so very comfortable. I wonder whose is it and where the hell am I? The room was decorated with bull and horse paintings, with maroon coloured walls and wooden furniture. This place looked expensive and exquisite. Rich kidnapper, I guessed.

All of a sudden, the huge wooden door opened, revealing the shadow of a manly figure.

"Ah Hello Kitty is awake!" A man entered the room. He was tall, dark and handsome like described in stories ; muscular body, brown eyes, sharp jaw line, freckles, piercing on the lips and blonde hair. He was dressed in black. Average, I thought.

"Hello, where am I?"

"You are in the wolves' dungeon! Welcome! The alpha will soon greet you." He smiled, putting his hand forward, "I'm Damien by the way."

"Why did you kidnap me? What did I do wrong? I'm not a sex tool and if you rape me, I'll slaughter your neck till your screams turn into cries and cries to pain and pain to death!" I gritted my teeth.

He looked shocked by my warning, then he said amusingly, "You probably need lots of energy to do that. Why don't you eat first?" He pointed towards the food.

"Who knows what kind of poison you've put in it." I crossed my arms.

"Look, I hate to break the news but you've been sleeping for 3 days. So, you need energy."

I rolled my eyes at his comment. "I'm not a girl you can keep hostage, so let me go if you don't want to get into trouble, Damien."

"And what kind of girl are you exactly?" A deep feminine voice echoed in the room. Damien and I, we both looked towards the source of the voice and I saw a girl standing by the door frame, observing me.

"Here comes the alpha!" Damien made a dramatic intro.

I remained quiet and stood still. She was dressed in black leather jacket, fashionable black ripped tight jeans, shaping her muscular thighs, black t-shirt, black boots and a black cap. She had dark golden brown hair and it was a wolf haircut. I watched as she approached me, making slow movements, just like a wolf itself. Was she the one who got me kidnapped? As she stood inches away from me, I took a step backwards. Her body was huge compared to mine. It's probably because of my height and diet. She is probably 175 cm tall while I am 160 cm. She looked muscular! Damn girl!

"I'm Dorothea. I don't know you and I don't wish to get to know you either. So, could you please let me out of here?" I assembled the courage to speak up.

She raised her eyebrow, her eyes were ice gray. Her lips were heart shaped, like perfectly outlined. She had a lip piercing and a tattoo on the back of her earlobe, behind her neck ; it was witten RED vertically.

I wish I had her beauty! I mean I shouldn't be comparing but she was gorgeous! I, on the contrary, have olive eyes, with a pretty average nose...I guess, and average lips. Concerning my hair, I had long curly black hair. I was definitely a mess right now.

"This is a kidnapping, Dorothea. You can't expect the kidnapper to help the hostage." She said.

"Then, I'll have to get away the hard way!" I lifted my knee, ready to kick her belly but her reflexes were too perfect to fall for my silly move. Her hand grabbed the back of my thigh and she pressed us against the wall, her hand lifting both of my hands above my head and pinning them against the brick.

"We are not going to hurt you as long as you're not a nuisance. In the meantime, listen to Damien and if you want to get out and be the last survivor of your family, you'll have to impress me first." I could feel her minty breath on my flesh as she whispered into my ear. She stared at my lips for a moment then she let me go.

I took a sharp breath and gazed angrily at her, "Why did you murder my family? What did my father and brother did to you?" I gasped, "Did you also kill Kevin?! He's only 8 years old!"

She stood still for a few seconds, staring at me and then said, "You'll get the answers to your questions, but first be a good girl and pay attention to whatever orders we give you, alright?"

Two men, assuming to be bodyguards, entered the room and stood by her side.

"If she doesn't eat, serve yourselves." She smirked and when she reached the door frame, she said, "Damien will be your personal bodyguard so, make sure you listen to him." Then, she left.

The two men stood still, staring at me. I felt uncomfortable and nauseous.

"Don't worry Dorothea, as long as you listen to us and follow the rules, you're good." Damien said while smiling.

"How would you feel if some goons barged in a restaurant and killed your entire family while you couldn't do anything to save your father and then you are kidnapped by those people?"

He remained quiet and then looked into my eyes, "Everything happens for a reason." He marched towards me and grabbed my shoulders, "You'll be fine. Once you're done eating, I'll show you your room." He then left.

My room! I'm not planning to stay here! I need to leave this place ASAP!

I sat on the couch and started eating. I sure was hungry and the food was indeed delicious. If I had been sleeping for 3 days, no wonder I was starving so bad.

"Why do you work for her? She murdered my family. They were business people. My brother was a decent policeman. Why are you against justice?" I asked the two bodyguards.

"We're sorry for the loss of your family, miss." One of the guards said.

"I don't understand. You could've lived happily with your family while doing a good job. I'm sure you work under a lot of pressure here. And killing innocents is not good karma."

"That's life of a mafia."

That's when I realised : I'M KIDNAPPED BY A MAFIA! HOLY CRAP!

"Why did you kidnap me?"

"I'm sorry miss, respectfully, we cannot give you any answers concerning this kidnapping. Boss will tell you when time comes."

"I'm not planning to stay here!"

"I'm sorry, miss but you got no choice." They left me dumbstruck.