I Would Rather Get Abducted By These Five Hotties Than Stay Home Alone

It Could Be Worse Being In My Abductor's House ... They Could Be Out Of Cookies

Chapter 2 - It Could Be Worse Being In My Abductor's House ... They Could Be Out Of Cookies

Why did this always have to happen to me!!! I mentally screamed in frustration. I opened my eyes to the bright sunlight that poured into a fairly decent room.

Where the hell am I? And why am I in different clothes? I looked down and saw that I was in one of those giant basketball singlets. EWW!! Boy germs! I'm gonna have to get a cootie shot!

I jumped out of the singlet, at least I still had underwear on. I looked around the room, it was pretty plain and boring. A queen bed on the back wall, two nightstands next to it, each with there own lamp and a wardrobe that strangly reminded me of the one in Narnia. Maybe there was such a place, woo! I get to meet that fawn guy!

I walked over to the wardrobe and opened it up, to my dismay I could see the back of it. I put my head on the ornate wood and prayed that it would take me away from here. I really didn't want to be kidnapped.

"Who the hell stole my cookie!!" I heard someone scream from another area of the house. I rushed out of the room into where I thought the voice came from, well that was a bad idea. My eyes couldn't tear away from three boys on the floor in what looked like one of those freaky kama-sutra books - not that I have read it or anything - I felt so bad for intruding on whatever they were doing.

The three boys looked up at me and I saw a pair of familiar grey eyes, shiznits its that guy again. All three pairs of eyes moved from my face to my body and back to my face. I scowled at all of them before I remembered I was only in my underwear. Well thats just a tad embarrassing, I looked around to cover myself up with something but I saw something even better ... the front door.

I think the boys saw what I was looking at and started to try and untangle themselves, "Don't you even think about leaving!" Grey eyes shouted as I made a dash for the door.

I pulled it open and to my surprise the guy from the hospital was standing there, with the hooker and another guy at his flanks.

He looked shocked for a moment till he composed himself, may as well try and make a dash. I weaved past all three of them and started running, I wasn't too sure where but anywhere was better than with them. I could see the culdasack begin to wake up as I ran away.

"Get your ass back here!" one of them yelled. I could hear there pounding footsteps as they gained closer.

Ok so I had two options, use my wings to get myself out of here and risk getting exposed for the freak that I am ... or turn around and fight them. It had been a while since I trained but I was still the best in the state. I decided to try and do both, I closed my eyes and calmed my mind. I opened my mind and body to my senses, letting them take over me. Time to kick these freaks arses.

One tackled me to the ground, it was the guy with green eyes. He pinned my arms above my head, "If you dare struggle I'm gonna rip your arms off. Now get up and come back with us," He practically growled into my ear.

Like hell I was gonna listen to him, to think I thought he was hot.

He is hot you dumbass. Oh god the conscious is back.

Go away!! I'm trying to escape! I yelled at it

Whatever, it humphed and flitted away, good conscious.

Back to a more pressing matter, I wiggled a little to see if there was a weak point. I could move my legs more than my upper body, this could work. 

I smirked at him, "You honestly think I'm gonna come back with you?" I spat the last part and kicked my legs over my body. The guy flew along with my legs and he landed on his back with me on top. I pinned him down as best I could and grabbed his gun that I could see in his pants. I hit the but of it on his head and made another dash for it.