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chapter 6

Last chapter ending:

'Now's my chance!' I thought urgently as adrenaline surged through me. "Stay close!" I whispered to my cat before bolting past them into the thick underbrush.

"Get her!" one of them shouted after me.

But with every step away from them, I felt a flicker of hope igniting within me. This was not how it would end; I would fight for both myself and my furry friend

And I will never give up

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The sun was now setting, casting long shadows through the dense trees as I sprinted through the underbrush, heart pounding in my chest like a drum. Each snap of a twig echoed ominously behind me, and I could feel his presence closing in. I dared not look back, fearing that if I did, it would only fuel my panic.

I pushed myself harder, branches scratching at my arms and legs as I weaved between the trees. My breath came in sharp gasps, but I couldn't afford to slow down. The feeling of being hunted was suffocating, and I knew he was right there, just behind me.

Suddenly, I stumbled over what looked like a root and lost my balance. Time seemed to slow as I fell, bracing for impact against the ground. But instead of hitting the earth, I felt a weight crash down on top of me... him

"Got you!" he exclaimed, his breath hot against my ear as he pinned me down.

Panic surged through me like ice water. My instincts screamed for me to fight back, but all I could do was squirm beneath him, trying to free myself from his grip. "Get off me!" I shouted, voice trembling with fear.

He chuckled softly, an unsettling sound that sent chills down my spine. "You really thought you could escape?"

In that moment of vulnerability, I caught sight of something glinting in his hand.. a small cloth soaked with something dark. My stomach dropped as realization hit me like a punch, he intended to knock me out.

"No!" I screamed, twisting my body desperately in an attempt to shove him off me. But he was way too strong, his weight pressed down on me as he pinned me down

"Just relax," he said mockingly, leaning closer as he brought the cloth near my face. My heart raced even faster, and adrenaline coursed through my veins as I turned my head away instinctively.

I couldn't let him do this! Summoning every ounce of strength within me, I kicked him with my knee and managed to catch him off guard just for a moment. It was enough time for me to wriggle free from his grasp slightly and roll away.

But he recovered quickly, lunging after me. As I scrambled to my feet and stumbled forward into the thick underbrush once again, fear clawed at my mind. There had to be a way out, somewhere safe to hide

The forest around me felt alive with danger, every rustle seemed amplified as I darted through the trees. But behind me, his footsteps were relentless, closing in once more.

"Stop running, you bitch!!" he shouted angrily.

I pushed myself harder than ever before, determination flooding my veins alongside fear, I continued running But no matter how fast I ran, I could hear him gaining on me, his heavy footsteps crashing through the foliage, a dark shadow stalking my every move. Panic clawed at my throat, and just as I thought I might find a path to freedom, I stumbled again, this time hard against the ground

'fuck me ugh' I thought why was I so weak?

"Gotcha!" His voice was triumphan as he lunged forward, grabbing my arm with an iron grip that sent shockwaves of fear through me.

I struggled against him, twisting and pulling, but it was like trying to escape a steel trap. "Let go!" I shouted, my voice cracking with desperation.

"Why fight it?" he replied, a twisted grin spreading across his face. "It'll be easier if you just cooperate."

I felt the dampness of the forest floor beneath me, the earthy scent of moss and decay mixing with my rising terror. With all my strength, I kicked out again, aiming for his stomach. But he was ready this time, he sidestepped effortlessly and pulled me closer.

In one swift motion, he shoved me down onto the ground again. My heart raced as I looked up into his eyes, those balck doe piercing eyes filled with something dark and predatory. He leaned in closer, and all I could think about was that cloth.

"Don't fight," he murmured softly, almost mockingly. "Just breathe."

Before I could react, he pressed the cloth over my mouth and nose. The scent hit me like a wave, sweet and sickeningly thick.

My instincts screamed for me to punch him, kick him, or try and free myself, but it was too late. As I struggled to breathe against the fabric, my vision began to blur. The edges of reality faded like whispers in the wind.

I fought harder, thrashing beneath him as darkness crept in around the edges of my mind. But his grip was unyielding, panic surged through me as I felt consciousness slipping away.

"Just relax, princess," he whispered again, and then everything went black.

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I jolted awake, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. The air was thick and musty, the kind that clung to your skin and made it hard to breathe. Confusion swirled around me as I blinked against the dim light filtering through a small, grimy window.

'Where am I?'

Panic clawed at my throat as I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy and uncooperative. My wrists were bound, rough rope digging into my skin. I tugged at it instinctively, a wave of dread crashing over me. The memories flooded back, being yanked onto the ground with that guy on top of me, the way he tried to knock me out, and the hopelessness that followed.

"Calm down," I whispered to myself, trying to steady my breath. I needed to think clearly. The room was small and bare, peeling paint hung from the walls, and a single flickering bulb cast eerie shadows that danced like specters around me.

I scanned my surroundings, searching for anything that might help me escape. A door loomed in front of me, solid and ominous, but there were no windows to offer an escape route. Just as despair threatened to swallow me whole, I heard footsteps approaching outside.

My heart raced again... was it them? Are they here to hurt me? I pressed myself against the wall, holding my breath as the door creaked open. Light spilled into the room,

Three figures stood silhouetted in the doorway, tall and imposing, and I realized that the one on the left was the guy who chased me, but i couldn't see their faces clearly, due to the darkness that filled the room

"Look who's awake," the one that was standing between the other two spoke with a mocking tone that sent chills down my spine.

fear surged through me again. "Who are you? What do you want?" My voice trembled despite my efforts to sound strong.

"Relax," he replied casually, stepping into the room. "You're going to be just fine, darling." I couldn't see his face, but I knew for a fact that he was smirking

'And just fine? The words felt like a cruel joke.'

He approached slowly, and I could see his face more clearly now, dark hair falling over his forehead, eyes cold and calculating. But he was handsome... very handsome, actually

'Ugh y/n his your fucking kidnapper!'

"Why are you doing this? Who are you!?" I demanded, anger flaring up alongside my fear. While the other two just stood there, so I assumed that the guy who was talking to me was the leader

He chuckled softly, leaning against the wall with an air of nonchalance that made my skin crawl.

"You'll find out soon enough, darling,"

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This was chapter six, I hope you liked it cuties

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