When it happens.

19: Cold.

Jade

I wake up to a throbbing headache and an ache in my neck from my head laying on one side.

Where am I?

I open my eyes and I see nothing but darkness. I try to stand but my hands are tied behind me and my legs are tied by the ankles and knees to a metal seat so my legs are separate.

I hear a door open behind me and light fills the small room, I see a window with bars but it seems like it's still dark out as I can't properly see out of it. The lightness is blocked by a looming figure, a cold shiver travels down my spine as the steps get closer.

"Ahh you're awake." It says, whoever it is is wearing some voice mask, but the voice is so deep and silhouette so big I assume it's a man.

"What do you want from me?" I ask, trying to stay calm.

"That's not my job to tell you." He says from behind me, with an ungloved hand he moves my hair to one side and trails his hand down my neck. I bite my lip so I don't bite his hand off. My studies have said not to provoke him, who ever is behind this has probably chosen him for a good reason.

"You're a pretty girl, aren't you." He whispers against my ear, his lips only a couple millimeters away. I steady my breathing.

"Thank you." I say. Disgust fills me as he trails his hand down my arm.

"Your skin, so soft, almost like velvet." He whispers and moves something, his nose glides over the hairline behind my ear and he takes a deep smell. With a groan he wraps his lips around my earlobe and pulls at it. His hand travels to my leg and thigh and I bite my lip so hard warm metallic blood enters my mouth.

As his thumb runs over the sweatpants waistline and my patience is at its limit the door is opened again.

"That's enough, my turn." I hear a slightly higher but still deep voice say. With a grunt the man walks off and whispers somethings to the new guy.

As the new persons steps are getting closer I get my head to my shoulder so I wipe off the saliva off my ear. A new metal seat is moved and put in front of me and the new person sits in front of me. With a pull of a string a small light bulb is turned on and I close my eyes, once my eyes have adjusted I see a man, a little older than me in casual attire, black jeans and a grey top, obviously works out. But he is wearing a mask, plain white drama mask.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"You can call me whatever you want, but my name isn't what should worry you." He says and laughs a deep and soul shattering laugh.

"My assistant you can call teddy, don't ask why, just call me sir if you want." He says.

"Where am I?" I ask and I look to the window. A few clouds are blocking any light at the moment, if there wasn't I could see more.

"We are still in England, well, sort of."  He says as he spins his chair to sit differently.

"How did I get here?" I ask.

"A day or two of driving, it would have been shorter if Ted didn't knock you out so bad, we had to check on you so much." He said as if all this was normal and I was an inconvenience.

"Why? Why me?" I ask as my anxiety rises.

"One of your friends owes me money, I intend to get it." He says casually.

"I'll pay, just let me go, please how much is it?" I ask as I see my way out.

"No no no, I don't want money anymore, you're staying here for as long as I want, and you will stay and do as your told." He says as if he is scolding a child.