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I screamed bloody murder when I saw...
Johanna's POV
I damn near fainted when he opened the door. It was a basement-like room filled with torture equipment. I even saw some dried up blood on a metal table. There fucking insane killers I thought I just had to open my big mouth and say something stupid.
"Ouch" I yelped as he threw me in the room and shut the door and locked it. He didn't say anything, just walked to one side of the room and looked through a cabinet. Soon enough he came towards me with something rattling behind his back. Me being dumb did the white girl crawl backwards in attempt to get away. (A.N no offense guys its just for the story) I quickly found my self pressed against a wall as he continued to walk towards me chuckling when I realized I was stuck in a dead end. Right when he was in arms distance I lunged at him aiming for his face but missing miserably when he grabbed my arms before I could inflict any pain on him.
"Let.Me.Go" I said through gritted teeth as I struggled against him.
"Shut up" he grumbled " your only making this harder for yourself" he said as he hand cuffed my wrists.
"What the hell" I screeched " take these off you perverted bastard" I yelled at him while hitting him in his chest with my cuffed fist. Clearly it didn't hurt because it didn't seem it faze him but it must have irritated him because the next thing I know I'm on the floor holding my stinging cheek. When I look up all I see is him coming towards me with an evil look in his eyes and before I can register what's happening all I can feel is a searing pain in my side.
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FanfictionOne chilly night Johanna was out waiting for her taxi to arrive to the airport. She had just arrived in London and she was on her way to her sisters apartment near their college, Oxford. It was her first year at the college and she was going to be s...
