𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 created like the sun. 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 made like the moon.
𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 always shining, remaining happy, no matter the obstacles she goes through.
𝐇𝐄'𝐒 always in the dark, covered in shade and grumpiness.
But one thing, is that when the 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍...
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My body is sore. I feel nothing but pain, everywhere. My head, my legs, my feet, my hands. Pain.
I don't know how long I've been passed out for, but there's something covering my eyes, a blindfold. My hands are tied tightly behind me as well as my ankles.
I feel uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that it leads back to pain, I hate pain.
I groan, trying to pull away from the uncomfortable feeling of whatever is holding me down.
Who could have possibly done this?
One moment I was with Liam, the next he leaves to get more candy and all I remember is someone hitting me with something on my head, knocking me out.
What the hell happened? How did someone even get into the house that fast?
Reality hits me so hard, I feel panic rise, if I had eaten something I would've most likely threw it all up in one go.
The stalker.
From all the texts, signs, threats, I never actually thought they would do anything to me. I honestly thought it was all just a false pretence to scare me away from Aldric. But who else could it be?
Oh my gosh, Aldric. What if they got him too? I don't even know what the stalker wants from us, I just thought they were some crazy fan of Aldric's that hated us together.
But if we weren't even together to the public, how the muffin did they find out? Unless they just really hate me for something I did, that I don't even know about.
My heads starts to throb, I must've hit my head at one point because it's stinging and won't stop hurting. I try to shift around, realizing there is cold cement surrounding me.
After a few minutes of trying to move, my body gives up, knowing that there's no way to truly get out of this mess without somebody else.
Suddenly I hear a deep voice from somewhere, it's distant and low. It vibrates through the entire room, and I can do nothing but breathe heavily as I try to break free.
I hear a door open and slam shut, I twist my head to the noise, "Hello?" My voice is shaky, barely above a whisper.
Maybe somebody will come and save me, maybe the stalker just left me somewhere, maybe this is all a dream.
Except the pain makes me doubt that thought. It's unbearable and very much real.
I hear soft footsteps, getting louder and louder, as they approach.
There is silence for a few seconds, and then a small ruffling sound.
Maybe it isn't the stalker at all, maybe whoever these people are just caught the wrong girl and I'll return back home?
"Who's in here?" My voice is barely above a whisper, I wait impatiently for an answer.
I slightly tilt my head up, trying to somehow see from under my blindfold, the only view I get is the floor.
