Bailey
I think I was knocked out for awhile because I woke up in a tight space with carpeted walls. I was rolling back and forth in the tight little space as tears soaked the cloth over my eyes. I'm severely claustrophobic and by now I could barely breath.
"HEY I CANT BREATH, PLEASE I CANT BREATH!" I realized how my voice sounded, I was wailing, you could hear the drain in my words. The car came to a stop and I heard a door slam shut.
I was shaking and almost forgot of my claustrophobia as I heard the steps getting closer. One step. Two steps. Three steps. Then as the trunk door was thrown open, I saw scarce light through the cloth that was tight around my eyes.
"What happened my darling?" The voice was so horrid sounding, it gave me chills. His darling?! Who the fuck does he think he is?
"I ha-a-ave seve-ere claustrop-bi-ia..." I stumbled, I could barely get any words out as I processed this whole mess.
"Shhhh, Bailey, why are you stuttering? No need to be scared around me. You can talk to me."
Suddenly my timidness disappeared and my heart started beating rapidly. "I don't want to talk to you!! You hit something on my head! Punched me! Choked me! Chained me up!! You're the last person in this whole UNIVERSE that I would ever talk to."
"You made a mistake by saying that Bailey, you know?" He laughed a little. "You say you're claustrophobic, here I'll give you something for the ride home!"
WHACK!
The man struck me in the head with something hard, because all I remember is just black.
