~* Prologue*~

29 0 0
                                    

“Where am I?” I barley managed to mumble. The last thing I could remember was racing up to the top of the Eiffel tower with my boyfriend Derek, then every thing went dark. How long have I been here, how did I get here, why am I here, where am I, and wheres Derek? For what seemed like hours these questions reeled around in my head and still no answers. I tried to pick my head up and look around but I lifted my head only an inch before excruciating pain shot through my brain. I used all of my strength to block out the pain and look around. I couldn't see anything I was surrounded by the infinite darkness. Just as I laid my head back down a light shone from the corner to reveal a tall dark shape.

“Hello Lexi. How have you been?” the tall dark figure said with a low and deep voice I didn't recognize.

I thought to my self, finally I can get some answers. “Who are you and why are you holding me hostage?”

“Names and reasons are none of the importance to you at this point for now you need to get some rest.” the figure started to fade away.

“WAIT I CAN'T STAND TO BE ALONE IN THE DARK. PLEASE DON'T LEAVE!” I yelled at the top of my lungs before the figure disappeared in to the darkness.

“Oh Lexi are you afraid of the dark?” Laughed the man.

“NO!” I screamed “I've been here for what seems like hours on this cold table that I’m pretty sure I’m chained to and I haven't had any one to talk to.”

“Yes you are chained to that table and I can assure it has been more than a few hours”

“Well than how long have I been here?” I nearly yelled growing annoyed.

“That is nothing you need to know... yet.” and with that I was left in the darkness once again with more questions than I had answers to. With nothing else to do I just laid there staring into the darkness all alone and thought of every thing that had just happened.

I should probably tell you who I am. Well I'm Lexi Marie Pearson, I'm 17 years old, I think, I have light brown hair with brown eyes, and I like to wear all kinds of dresses so being chained to this table in a gray dress was starting to become really un comfortable. I am a well trained fighter from my only family member, my sister Kora, we are on our way to becoming the world best women boxers. Man I miss Derek so much I cant wait to escape and find him.

MissingWhere stories live. Discover now