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I love you but…

Chapter Two

I glared at the wall in front of me. I was running the events that led to me being locked up like some animal in the room I was in over again in my head.

First, I was walking home from a party and I was ambushed.

Second, I was dragged onto a boat and I struggled till I was knocked out.

Third, I woke up as I was getting dragged off the boat onto a strange island.

Fourth, I bit the guy who tried to pull my shirt down.

Fifth, I was taken to a girl who did my hair and makeup.

Sixth, I was forced into some slutty dress.

Seventh, I was locked in here.

Well, that was eventful. I thought dryly.

I was so irritated right now, that I wasn’t even scared. If I had gotten one good swing at the guys I would have been home free. Of course they held my arms down so I couldn’t even punch them. So much for the self defense I knew. It doesn’t help when you have four giants after you.

The door opened and in walked one of the men from the boat ride. I had not even cared to look at them enough to remember their ugly faces.

“Get up.” He ordered.

I just sat there; my knees pulled to my chest, and turned my head away. I was basically asking to be smacked and beaten by doing this, but I could care less.

“Brat.” He snarled and grabbed my upper arm. He tugged on it so hard that it pulled me up onto my feet. I couldn’t get free from his grip. It was inhumanly strong. It was quite frightening too. It is scary, knowing you can’t free yourself.

He dragged me outside of the compound thing I had just been in. He threw me into a car and then got into the driver’s seat. I tried to open the door but it wouldn’t open. So, I tried what I knew best. I tried breaking the windows. I was kicking it as hard as I could with the heels, but it wouldn’t break! What the fuck is this made out of? I thought even more irritated now.

“Will you stop? You will break your leg before you break the window.” The man stated.

“Puurrfeect.” I said with a fake cheerfulness.

“No need to purr for me dear. You’ll be doing plenty of that tonight.” He joked around, and this time, I kicked the headrest of his seat.

His body lurched forward and he stopped the car. He turned around and glared at me.

“Sorry. My foot slipped.” I teased. I was not going to take shit from him.

“Damn bitch.” He mumbled and started to drive again.

The rest of the ride was me screaming and kicking the door. We occasionally stopped so he could yell at me, but we still got to the destination. I was about to just run for it when we got there, but…there was a ton of guys there. They all watched the car pull in.

Instantly, my fighting spirit broke. I never should have gone to the party that night. I should have let my ex-boyfriend drive me home. I should have got home and fed Lucky. I should have gotten into the bed with her and sleep peacefully knowing she would protect me while I was sleeping. I shouldn’t be here!

When I looked out the window it looked like a party. There was music playing and there were lights everywhere. People were dancing around and were holding glasses with something red. Probably an alcoholic drink.