Kidnapped

Chapter 2

I was jerked awake by a soft yet loud voice, "Miss, it is time to wake up."

I blinked a couple of times to adjust to the lighting. Once I could see clearly, I noticed that I wasn't in my bed, or my room. It was victorian style room which was huge, along with a high ceiling and attached to it was a shiny chandelier. There was three big glass windows and from my view, there was a a green grass field that seemed endless. It looked as if I was on the second or third floor. The room had one huge door and two slightly smaller doors, I am guessing one is the exit and the other two is a bathroom and a closet.

Where the hell am I? What happened? I am still wearing my clothes from yesterday, so no one changed me, good. Then some parts of my memory slowly slipped back into me. I still don't know where I am. Who was that man? Was it true or just a dream? Hopefully just a dream, a very dumb one infact. I had so much questions swarming my head, I forgot the presence of a man in the room.

"Madam, I am sorry to wake you, but Lord Hades wishes for you to have breakfast with him," the man said. He wore a white collared dress shirt with a black morning coat, along with black trousers and a black tie, looking at his uniform, I could tell he was a butler.

Hades? That was his name? Strange, just like in the greek mythology, maybe his parents were into Greek mythology.

"I'm sorry sir, but I don't want to see him," I turned my head so I wasn't facing him.

His eyes widen in surprise then whispered with slight fear in his voice, "Lord Hades will not like that. But as you wish, good day Madam," then walked out the door, I waited till I heard no footsteps before I slipped out of the covers.

I tried to find a place in the room to escape without going through the main door. The windows are off limits because the jump is too high. After searching up and down, I gave up and attempted to go out the main door. I slowly opened the door till there was just enough space for me too look for anyone in the hallway.

It was clear, so I stepped out and silently closed the door and tip toed down the left side of the hall. I couldn't help but admire the place, the whole setting seemed to be sparkly but it also gave off a dark vibe. It was absolutely gorgeous, I don't think there was anything in the world that could top off this beauty. I heard a loud voice shout from somewhere nearby, along with the sound of glass breaking, that made me walk even faster. I kept on looking right to left, paranoid about the person who yelled. I was looking out for myself as I near the opening of the front door, but a familiar man with grey-blue eyes was leaning against the door.

"Don't tell me, that you think I would let you go that easily. Because I'm not going to," he said with authority.

I couldn't move, my body was frozen in fear. There is a stillness in the air before he spoke up again.

"Well, are you going to say something?" he asked impatiently.

I got my senses back, and tried to run the other way. I repeat, TRIED, but he grabbed my wrist and stopped me. I yanked my wrist from him and turned my body around, but didn't dare to look him in the eyes. I finally had the courage to speak.

"Please let me go, I want to go back home," I try to keep my voice steady.

"Sorry, but like I said before, I'm not letting you go," he said nonchalantly. He attempted to grab my hand but I flinched away.

He sighed and took back his hand, "Okay, I'm sorry but you can't leave. May we just have breakfast so we can talk about, well... everything, so that you could be less confused," he asked suspiciously polite.

I thought over the pros and cons thoroughly. Pros; I will understand what the hell is happening and will be able to settle my very hungry stomach. Cons; I have no idea who this man is and I definitely cannot trust him. Choosing whether I should go or not, I chose the former option because curiosity took over me.

"Okay, I will have breakfast with you," I whispered and from the corner of my eyes, I saw him sigh in relief.

"Alright then, follow me," he said, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted up.

While walking, I couldn't help but wonder what I have gotten myself in.