Chapter 7

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     Michael POV's




What's happening? Why did someone take me? What have I done wrong to them?

I have many questions in my mind about why I am in this situation now; I just want to work for my parents and my grandma.

I just hugged myself because I'm here in the basement now.

I don't even know them! What right do they have to do this to me?

I became alert when the door opened and I was immediately dragged outside. I'm just enduring it because the way this man is holding my wrist hurts so much.

"Slow down a bit!"  I'm complaining because the truth is I'm really nervous.

I don't want to show that I'm weak because that might just give joy to whoever ordered my kidnapping.

I saw a man wearing a simple white t-shirt and shorts, and I could only swallow hard because it was the first time a man had captured my attention like that.

Darn it! What is happening to me?

"Stop staring at me!" This is what he said.

I was nervous, but I tried to answer without stuttering.

"You're feeling it too, right? Did you think I was looking at that muscle of yours bulging with pleasure, or rather... what is that! That's so annoying,"  I said in frustration because my mouth was giving me away. I ended up slapping my own mouth because it just couldn't keep my feelings hidden.

The darkness surrounding him remains, causing me to keep my mouth shut.

"Tsk! Flirty Gay!" What did you say?

"Take back what you said! I'm not promiscuous!" i said In a furious voice.

What I dislike the most is being told things that aren't true. And I really didn't do it.

"Why would I do that? Isn't it true that you're a bit flirtatious?" He said something insulting.

Suddenly, my vision went dark, and I realized that I had already thrown a punch at his face.

"Damnit! Fvcccck!!!" I heard her cursing while covering her face; you deserve that for being so judgmental!

"My parents don't care about me like you say!" I angrily say to him.

Suddenly, two men grabbed me by both arms; I was struggling, but their grip was too tight.

"Let me go!" This arrogant  guy, need some punch.

I heard her sigh, but I didn't care about her; they wouldn't gain anything from me because we are just poor.

I looked around and realized how beautiful it is; I just noticed it now.

I saw the man's eyebrows meet.

"What do you need from me?" I bravely asked even though I had been scared since earlier because of the look the man I punched was giving me.

I don't know what their plans are for me, but one thing I can be sure of is that I need to escape from this place as soon as possible because if I don't, I might end up staying here for good.






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