Property. Thats what I am going to be, just a pet for someone to do whatever they want with. And I have to deal with it unless I want to get punished. Fuck. I never thought that this would happen to me. But then again no one ever thinks that this is going to happen to them. It's just my luck.
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3 days ago
My phone starts vibrating in my pocket on my walk home from work, the name mom flashes on the screen and I brake into a smile. Why is she calling me this late? I must have forgotten to tell I was taking the late shift.
"Hello?"
"Where are you? I've been waiting for like two hours for you to get home" My mom questions on the other side if the phone.
"Sorry, I thought I'd take on another shift for the extra money. I guess I just forgot to call. It won't happen again. I'm sorry." I say back apologizing
"It's okay just hurry back soon you never know what could be lurking in the night."
"Geez mom are you trying to scare me?"
"I'm just joking! I love you honey I will see you when you get home. Okay?"
"Of course mom. See you soon." I say sarcastically before hang up the phone.
I start again with my walk down the street watching as my feet drift from puddle to puddle slightly splashing the droplets onto my jeans. I keep walking along just playing in the puddles, I look up to find an unfamiliar looking road in front of me and also behind. I look around frantically trying to find a street sign or anything else that I might recognize. I see a sign that reads Nelson St.
"We have a Nelson street in this town?" I mumble to myself.
In my desperate attempt to find out where the hell I was my eyes land on a tall figure leaning against a light post. Absent mindedly I take cautious steps towards the shadowy figure.
"Um...excuse me sir? Can you help me?" I ask timidly
The man turns to me eyes hidden under dark sunglasses despite the fact that it is the dead of night. A slight smirk plays on his lips as I assume he takes in my shy apperance.
"Of course miss, what do you need?" He asks deviously taking a step closer to me
"Um do you know where this is? I seem to have gotten lost on my way home."
He nods in understanding.
"If you want I can give you a ride." He takes one step closer
"No. It's okay can you just tell me where I am at please?"
"Oh come on. Just come with me it'll be fun. I promise." he says another step closer.
"No actually I think I can find my own way home." I said trying to get out of there as fast as I could.
He grabs my wrist as I turn to walk away. His hold on me only tightens as he turns me around to face him.
"Where do you think you're going? You're what I've been looking for all day. And who am I to pass up such an opportunity." His glasses now down on the tip of his nose letting me see his eyes, dark and full of danger.
"Let me go." I say sternly.
"And If I don't want to?" He asks grip tightening
"If you don't want to?" He asks cocking his head to the side and grabbing my wrist harshly. "Oh sweetie, you don't really have a choice." Tugging me forward as I try to twist and turn out of his grasp. He pulls my arms behind my back and zip ties them together. "You're not going anywhere princess." The nickname making my stomach churn in disgust.
He tugs on my wrist making me scream out in pain. Do I fight him? Do I scream? If I do what's going to happen? Fuck it.
I scream for help as loud as loud as I can until I feel his hand clamp down around my mouth. I can't go this easily I think to myself. I it down on one of his fingers drawing blood.
"Fucking Bitch!" He screams slapping me across the face, falling onto my knees from the sheer force of the hit. He picks me up bridal style and carries me to a near by van and sets me in the passenger seat. He lifts up the hem of his shirt to reveal the of a pistol. Shit.
"Now if you're a good little girl I won't have to use this right?"
I close my eyes and let a tear slide down my face, hot against my cold skin. I shake my head yes and he grunts in satisfaction.
"They're going to love you princess" He says wickedly before climbing into the drivers seat and putting the gun on his lap.
The car ride is filled with silence as my mind is still reeling from is happening. Is this really happening to me? Where are we going? Am I going to die? I didn't even say I love you to mom. Tears again begin to fall with the thoughts racing across my mind.
"Sweetie, why are you crying?" He asks sarcastically. "I'm sure your new owners will take very, good care of you." He says followed by a sinister smirk.
"O-owners?" I ask trembling.
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This is my first time writing anything so be nice please and I know that there will be a few grammatical and vocabulary mistakes. Please enjoy ;-;
