Taken

Realisation

(Day One Morning)

I woke up with a start and sat up straight away. I gasped as I took in my surroundings. This definitely wasn't my bedroom. My body immediately ran over to the door. I pounded on the door.
"Let me out," I screamed.
Suddenly the door flung open and I stumbled back. My eyes widened at the man infront of me. He had to be at least 30 years old. His hair was jet black and his eyes were hazel. A stern expression laid on his face. Without thinking, I ran at him to try and get past. This was a mistake. My arm was grabbed and I was yanked out of the bedroom. He took me down a corridor and into a dingy room. In the centre of the room was a cross. When I saw it, I froze. A hard yank told me that this wasn't the right thing to do. I fell to the floor. I breathed heavily while I tried to calm myself down. This was an awful situation. He bobbed down beside me.
"If you don't get up and stand infront of the cross then I will rape you on this floor," he whispered, harshly in my ear.
I slowly pushed myself up while tears ran down my face. My bare feet padded over to the cross. I stood infront of it while my body shook. His eyes flashed with amusement as I listened to his orders. He came towards me with rope and I froze again. The man nudged my legs apart before tieing my ankles to the cross. Then my arms were pulled up to be tied to the cross. I pulled against the binds but it was no use. I was trapped. Then he picked up a knife. He took slow steps towards me before grabbing my t-shirt. He cut it away carefully and exposed my bra underneath. Then he cut off my shorts. I was left in my underwear when he walked out of the room. Tears began to slip out of my eyes. I couldn't stop them. What had I done to deserve this?