Amanda and Zoey

chapter 1

Chapter 1

Amanda

I open my eyes slowly as my head pounds in my ears. I have the worse head ache possible god. I am so cold, where am I? I try to think back or at least open my eyes. When I finally do I freak.

"Oh my god." I scream. I am in a metal cage. I can’t believe this is happening to me. I instantly feel for my gun. It's gone holster and all. I look around the room. Maybe I can figure out where I am or at least a way to free myself. I see a bed and all the normal motel room fixtures.

"Ok calm down”. I say out loud to myself. Maybe if I repeat it a few times I will believe I will live through this. Maybe it’s a crazy trick Zoey is pulling on me. Testing a magic cage or something. Zoey is my best friend, roommate and witch. She would test me in it, but there would be no way she would leave me alone or test it out of our house.

"Ok breathe Amanda just think back." I am sure talking to yourself in this situation helps. Who am I kidding I am locked in a cage in a motel I am going to be murdered. I am sure no scenario that started this way ends well. Ok thinking back I stopped at a local martini bar at 8pm.....I know I had more than I should have with Cynthia a friend of me and Zoey's. And Zoey stayed home working on her Aunts case. I remember saying goodbye as Cynthia was getting that hot bartenders number. Man that guy was a hottie. Ok off track a bit. And then I left the bar doors and I remember a cold wind .....that’s it. I must have been drugged right outside the bar doors. I mean who gets stolen by wind?

"Ok it's cool I can bounce back from this. At least no murderers are here". As soon as the words left my lips someone walks out of the bathroom.

" Well I am shocked that I stole the one that likes to talk to herself." I just stare back as a man, well a hot one at that, as he walks over to my cage. He stops in a corner close to me with little light. It’s harder now to see his face and make out more features. He leans against the wall and crosses his arms. All relaxed. Well that’s fine little does he know when I get the chance he's dead. I scoot to the back of the cage. No point in taunting him to end me now. I will play the screaming frightened girl now.

"Listen dick face you better set me free. I have people that know I am missing and powerful ones at that" I say to hottie that I don't know his name. There goes the scared girl act damn. I really need to think before I speak.  Weird that I can think of him as hot when he stole me, caged me and will probably kill me. I should really take a look at my standards if I live to see another day. May at least omit killers. I have alot to work on if I live through this.

"Well I guess I know now which sister you are. Amanda huh. You are not the witch just the mouthy one. The witch must be Zoey then. You should really thank me right now. It may not seem this way but I did save your life." hottie says.

"What did you do to Zoey? And the only thing you saved me from is maybe a little cab fair if this motel is close to home after I escape and kill you." there that will teach him who is saving what. I am not sure if it is smart to threaten to kill him while I am the one in the cage.

"Well it doesn't look as though you will be killing anyone anytime soon. I didn't take your friend. Last I checked she was still in the house being safe where she belongs. You may not know this but you are both in danger and I am only trying to help you." hottie says.

"Who are you" I ask.

"Who as a name or what am I?" hottie asks back

"What the fuck is your name I see what you are and thats DEAD !" He starts to walk over from the corner. He moves a little closer now he is about five feet from me. I can tell just by being on the floor he is tall maybe 6 feet or more. I can see him clearer now dark brown hair almost black. Cut in a way that he probably wakes every morning with sexy bed head ready to go. He seems a little pail in color.  Good maybe he is sick I could take him better. He leans down about eye level with me and then I see his eyes they’re black.