Stella's POV
Ugh! Who could be here? I wondered.
So I walked up to the door and opened it. There was no one there. So I closed it and walked away. Again there was a knock at the door. So of course I opened it and no one was there. This happened about three times until I stomped outside. "Who's there?!" I barked. No one. While walking back to the door, I was hit from behind. That knocked me out for sure.
Hours later, I woke up in a van. What the hell? I mumbled. "Yeah I got her. Is the room ready," a man asked, "perfect." I shook my head and tried to sit up. But I felt too weak.
What seemed like an eternity later, we arrived at a huge log cabin. The man walked to the back of the van and swung the doors open. "Well hello beautiful." he smirked. All I did was stare. He looked about 30 and he had shaggy black hair. "Let's go." he said, pulling my arm towards the house. I didn't try to fight him. I knew what would happen if I did. When we got to the porch, another man came out. "I'll take her now, Anthony." the man said. So that was his name...
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