Seized With Styles

Chapter 1

My head felt heavy, and my eyes wouldn't open even though I tried to open them.  My body felt numb and I couldn't move any part of it.  Slowly, my vision came to me until every blurry line in my sight dsappeared.  It would have been great if I could see anything.  But no, I opened my eyes and it was pitch black.  The feeling started to return to my limbs, but as I tried to rub the blurriness out of my eyes, I realized my hands were tied behind my back.  I tried to stretch out my legs, but they were tied together at the ankles.  I huffed a sigh out of my mouth, but realized I had something over my mouth.  Great, I was tied up in some random dark place.  Anger boiled in me as I moved my hands and feet to try and loosen them.  I stopped as soon as I started,  Whatever was used to tie me up wasn't moving because it was tied really tight.  The thick material dug into my skin whenever I moved my hands or legs.  Then, it all came back to me.  I'm not much of a crier, but the tears welled up in my eyes and leaked down each side of my face.  The images of before blacking out flashed through my mind.  The van, the man chasing me, the needle stabbed into me, the person in the back of the van. Wait, there was another person! I frantically searched around me for the other person.  My eyes were slowly adjusting to the darkness, and as I scanned the room, my eyes landed on a dark figure about ten feet infront of me.  My eyes lit up at the sight of another person, but soon dropped as I noticed that it wasn't moving.  I started to yell, but my voice was muffled by the tape over my mouth.  I cursed in my head but kept on shouting.  The person stil didn't move and the thought of giving up entered my mind.  I shook away the thought and kept going.  I finally had to stop and catch my breath, and when I looked to the person again,  I saw the head move.  I could just make out floppy curls bounce up and down meaning that they were probably experiencing the same thing I did.  A deep groan escaped the taped up human mouth, and the sound could have only came from a man.  A tingly feeling ran down my body as the thought of being trapped with a guy ran through my mind.  I really hope he was attractice; I haven't really talked to a guy in a long time.  What can I say, I had a few friends and stayed to myself.  He fidgeted a bit, trying to loosen his ties, but of course it was no use.  I could hear him breathing heavily in and out of his nose.  I bet he was just as made as I was when I figured out I couldn't get loose.  My eyes could start to make out some of his manly features.  I squinted a little to see better, and I could just make out broad shoulders and long legs.  He was wearing a white shirt because it stuck out more than anything else.  I could see the tape over his mouth and his eyebrows which were scrunched up in anger.  I had this longing feeling to see his eyes, so I cleared my throat to get his attention.  Instantly his eyes shot up and locked on mine.  I couldn't make out their color, but I felt this spark in me and from the way his eyes searched mine, I could tell he felt it too.  we sat there looking at each other, but were interrupted by a door being opened.  Light filled the room which burned my eyes.  I buried my head in my shoulder to help, but a cold shiver ran down my spine as the person in the doorway spoke in a chilling and menacing voice.  "Ah, it's good to see that you guys are awake.  Welcome to hell."