My Jaded Sanity (Bdsm)

Endangered Safety.

I finally reach the road and come to find that I'm not far from home, but I don't feel safe; how can I go home without getting fricking kidnapped again.

I pull myself together and walking at a fast pace, I reach home in about 10 minuits. I just realised that my purse is still at the club, shit they have everything; my keys, ID, purse.. Everything. I knock on the door, frantically untill Flaure opens the door half asleep, she looks like she has just been dragged backwards through a bush. "What the hell happened you" I exclaim, "Umm.. I.. Err.. Don't know, Where have.. you been?" she asks in broken sentences.

I burst out into tears and break down, "aww sweet.. come in" I go into my home to find it a complete mess, how did this happen...?

"What happened here?" I ask examining the state of my vintage vase, "I.. um.. I was a tad drunk when I got in" she says looking at the nearly shattered flat screen. It all just turns my tears into uncontrollable sobs, I can feel my body shaking with fear and anxiety. "I.. I was kidnapped" I say between sobs, Flaure's expressions grows into shock "What!?" she comes and sits next to me, "how.. when" she asks, "I went - to the club, some g-guy.. Then I woke up h-handcuffed to the b-bed, I escaped but then the t-taxi driver was h-him, I s-stabbed him Flaure" I cry into my hands as I catch each tear. "Sweetie, the police, you need to call them, do they have your purse or anything?"

"Yes.. Everything in my purse but my phone" my anxiety making my temples jitter. Shock thunders over Flaure's face, "Perry, they'll know where you live"

I don't respond as it all hits me. My face blankens; 'Perry, they could find you!" Flaure exclaims, she runs for the phone and dialls for the police.

They could.be anywhere.