I woke up with a massive headache. 'What the hell happened?' I thought. I tried moving my arms but I couldn't; they were tied down. I looked around the best I could. I was in somebody's house. 'Holy shit,' I thought. 'Where am I?' I then looked down at my body, only to find that I had been stripped down to my underwear. Now I was really scared. I tried looking around the room for clues on where I might be. Nothing; it was a basic room. It had a dresser, night stand, and a bed, which I was currently restrained to.
"Well, I see somebody's awake!" said a voice that made my skin crawl; it was so sickening.
"What..?" I managed to choke out.
"Oh, Adriana.." he said. "I haven't properly introduced myself. I'm Cole, and I've been watching you ever since I laid my eyes on you, two years ago. You were such a pretty girl, and I just had to have you."
I was shocked and terrified all at once, but he still continued to speak. "I feel as if we have this special connection," he said as he ran his cold hand up my inner thigh.
I gasped, trying to push him away. "Let me go!" I screamed.
"Now Adriana, you need to watch your behavior. I don't want to have to hurt you again.." he said.
I sighed. "Please let me go.. I promise I'll never tell anyone anything, just please let me go.." I begged.
"Why would I let you go, Adriana? I love you. I want to make you mine. You will be mine." He touched my bare waist and whispered, "Forever."
I looked at him in horror. "You don't understand.. See, I have a boyfriend, and he loves me.."
He cut me off with a harsh slap to my face. He looked away, holding his hand, then he looked back at me as tears streamed down my face. "See, I didn't want to do that," he said, "but you left me no choice."
"Ashley's a good man!" I spit at him. "More of a man than you'll ever be!" I yelled.
He hit me again across the face. "Shut up!" he yelled at me. He opened up the nightstand drawer, pulling out a roll of duct tape. He pulled off a strip, placing it across my mouth. "There," he said to me with a crazy smirk on his face. "Now you'll be quiet, and I can enjoy you more.." He ran his cold hand up my thigh, and I looked at him in fear. I tried kicking him away, but he slapped my thigh red and said, "No moving while I'm touching you." He ran his sickening hands all over my waist, and my breath quickened as I trembled in fear. I just looked at him, still struggling to undo my restraints. He looked at me again, smiling. "I'll be back, pretty girl. I have to go out for a bit, but when I come back, I'll make you mine," he let out a sickening chuckle, then left me alone in the room again.
I tried to stay calm. Looking around, I tried to see anything I could use to my advantage. I saw a lamp on the nightstand, just within my reach. If I could get my right hand out of the restraints, I would be able to grab the lamp and hit him on the head, hopefully knocking him out. I focused most of my strength and energy on pulling my hand out of the restraints. Once I was sure it was loose enough, I lay on the bed and waited for his return.
It was a good hour or so before I heard the door open and in walk this disgusting man. He walked over to the side of the bed and said, "Can you be a good girl..?"
I sighed, deciding to just go with it. I nodded my head 'yes' and he ripped off the duct tape fast, just so it'd sting me. I winced, and he enjoyed watching me in pain. "Now.." he started, "are you ready to be mine?" he asked me.
"Don't hurt me," I pleaded, getting a sick feeling in my stomach. He gave a twisted grin and pulled himself on top of me. I winced at him, afraid of what his next move might be. He grabbed a pair of scissors from his back pocket, cutting away at my underwear. I fought back tears, feeling beyond scared. He pulled away my underwear, and I could feel his cold disgusting fingers run down my thigh, up to my entrance. He said, "You belong to me."
I then saw him reach down and pull his own pants and boxers off. My eyes widened, and my breath quickened in panic. "Please don't hurt me," I whimpered.
He slapped me across the face and growled, "Not one sound, Adriana." He lined himself up with me, and just before he could slide himself inside me, I freed my right hand, quickly grabbing the lamp and busting it across his head. He fell over, out cold. I wasn't going to waste any time checking on him. I reached for my left hand's restraint and I pulled it off. I quickly jumped off the bed, only being able to find my shirt sitting on the dresser. I quickly pulled it on and found the duct tape, tying it at my underwear so I could wear it again. Then I ran out of the bedroom.
I looked around and found what I assumed was the front door; I quickly opened it and ran out, screaming at the top of my lungs, "Help! Somebody, please, help me!" I ran out into the road and saw bright headlights coming toward me.
Suddenly, the car stopped and a woman got out and ran up to me. "Hun?" she asked, checking me over. "Are you okay? What happened?" I stared at the woman. I soon felt my whole body go weak, and I collapsed on the road.
