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Chapter 2
I had accepted death moments after realizing I had been kidnapped. I was ready to embrace it, and it had been twice now that I had just came to the realization that it was going to happen and then it just wouldn’t, id be sitting there waiting, staring up to the sky waiting for the angels, demons or whatever to just take me away. So I was gone, away from whatever this was.
I turn towards the door to let myself out and into the drooling mouths of the ginormous wolves standing near the trees. I was ready I told myself. I made myself believe,
Dammit I have really been ready all day, why were they holding onto me instead of just doing it? These wolves were scary and huge and about to eat me and I was just accepting it, I mean did I really have any other choice?
I was scaring myself and in the process the deadbolt took a second longer to undo then it should have and by the time I swung the door open the man who kidnapped me was by my side.
“What are you doing?” I ignored him and without a word, I began to walk out the door towards the wolves, they didn’t move they just stared as if they were frozen.
When I reached within a foot in front of them only then did I realize how gorgeous these creatures actually were. Their fur was a mixture of colors beautifully highlighted and the sun gleamed off them before I could stop myself I had reached out to touch one of them. The soft fur caught between the webs if my fingers and I felt as if I was in heaven I had never touched something so soft and seen something so gorgeous.
After taking it all in I glanced around the rest of the wolves stared at me with such depth. Like they knew me. I no longer felt like a meal but I didn’t know what they wanted. I backed up slowly until I hit something. I turned around to face what seemed like an angel, he was around 6’2 and very tan, I didn’t know why I was so intrigued; his bright green eyes stared back at me as I inspected him up and down. He was dressed casually just some jean shorts in a tee, showing off his muscular limbs.
After a while I realized he was the man that kidnapped me. His hair gave it away the dark brown hair was all ruffled up in the back , looked like some pieces might be missing, I giggled at what I had done it seemed so childish but I remembered how much he deserved it and it brought me back to reality and the situation I was still in at the moment.
When I turned back to face the wolves once again and accept what I thought had been coming they were gone. I walked into the woods and still no sight or trail, I made my way back past the kidnapper and into the cabin.
I had accepted death but every time I thought it was coming it would never happen. I wondered why the wolves hadn’t attacked me and ate me. Maybe they liked the smell of fear and were waiting for me to fear them, what they were going to do to me and death.
So I was done thinking about it and everything, I gave up. I went to the house and threw myself onto the couch and slouched down, just staring at the ceiling, before long my view was obstructed. “I thought you might want to talk.” I closed my eyes and ignored him. All I wanted was to see my parents, to be back to my family. His presence immediately disappeared from the shadows within my eyes. I sighed and tried to sleep, at that time my tummy rumbled.
Suddenly my thoughts went to eating, my stomach was as loud as ever I made my way the kitchen which wasn’t too hard to find it was just two rooms over from the room I was lying in. finally to the fridge to find it was full to capacity with meat, maybe they were going to kill me and chop me up to eat at a later date. Maybe that meat was the other girls just like me. I was becoming frightened and if I kept talking to myself like this they would be able to kill me any second now.
I moved some of the other girls to the side to find some veggies. I thought I was going to die before; I’m going to die of starvation first. I slammed the fridge closed and peered into every cupboard before I found a box of macaroni and cheese.
At least I wouldn’t starve today I thought to myself. I made the food perfectly leaving a huge mess behind just where it sat; no way was I cleaning up after myself this time. Nope not happening if anything I made more of a mess threw some pieces around on the stove and spilled some milk too. After playing with the uneaten food I went back to the room I had been in before and sat in silence.
The house was dead silent and I found myself walking to the upstairs and inspecting each room, I had looked into at least four rooms and each looked occupied and big enough to hold a family. The next two I looked into were empty to occupancies it wasn’t till I got to the other side of the upstairs that I opened the last door and saw someone lying on the bed inside, I quickly turned to close the door and walk away. “Did you need something?” I turned around and stormed back in the room. “I want to go home, I want to see my parents and I don’t want to be here with you!”
He sat up and looked dead at me. “Is that it?”
“No it is not I would like something other than meat and vegetables to eat! I mean who eats like that! Of course if you would just take me back to my parents we wouldn’t have to worry about feeding me now would we? So let’s do that!”
“You’re parents are dead.”
I took what he had just said in silently and just stood there stunned.
“What ...do you mean my parents are dead? My parents are dead? When did that happen? And how? Who did it? And why all these questions running through my head. Was he telling the truth or just trying to scare me even more. I was frozen, my thought running wild and for the first time I felt myself break down and the tears began to run down my cheeks. I stared at him and repeated my last statement,
He glared back t me, “You’re parents are dead, and we killed them
