Mysteries [JB | COMPLETED]

Chapter Four - Turning around. [NEWLY EDITED]

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAI, long time since eh? :p

Anyways, just a random crappy filler! :3 ENJOY!

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I Fainted.

The last thing I remember is the darkness and someone screaming 'Tanya!!!!'

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When I woke up, I was laying in a dark room on a bed. I sat up and looked around. The bed was huge and there were only two lights in the room. I got out of the bed but tripped over something. The a door opended.

"You're awake"

"Where am I?"

"In my room. You don't have to be afraid I won't hurt you."

"Why am I dressed like that? And who are you?" I demanded

"You don't remember me?"

I turned around and looked at the person, it was a boy, one or two heads taller than me. He had brown, he was very fit. He has these beautiful hazel eyes. "I'm sorry but no" I said. "Should I?" - "Yes" he said.

"Well what's your name then?" I gave him a little smile, "Justin" he said, and kept his face cold.

The name sounded somehow familiar. But I couldn't get a picture in my head. He then started to walk in my direction. "Why am I here? and what do you want from me?" I whimpered, "No more questions. Go to bed and I'll wake you up tomorrow." "NO! It's unfair!!" I screamed! " Just do what you're fucking told to!" His voice, dead. End of discussion.

Then I did what I wasn't so posed to, "You are one wicked person, you know that?" He just turned around and gave me a wicked smile.

I could get close look on his smile, it looked like he had two sharp teeth. I moved my eyes from his perfect lips to his eyes, and then I felt my eyelids get heavy, and I closed my eyes, pulled the cover over me and drifted into a dreamless slumber.

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I woke up, the curtains was up, and the sun was going trough the window. The sunlight was hitting my eyes, I rubbed them and got out of the bed.

I felt the cold floor against my feet. Wait, I have a carpet on my floor. I looked around, and panic rose within me, it wasn't a goddam dream.

I walked over to the closet and opened it, there were clothes, girl clothes. And it looked like my size. He's been stalking me.

I walked over to the door and put my hand on the doorknob as the door opened and it hit my head. I fell down on the floor with my hands on my forehead. "Watch out!" I shouted at who ever it was who came inside. "Sorry, you shouldn't be standing by the door." That voice, the dark, yet light voice. I knew it, Justin!

"So it's you," I said, "me what?" he asked. "You took me here, why?" He looked at me and walked over to me, sitting in front of me, "I took you here because-- "