*Lacey's POV*
I hear a voice in the distance calling me out from my deep sleep, the voice almost echoes like we're in a room with no furniture just the bare walls.
The voice calls out for me again, "Lacey......"
A male voice, a soft voice, a voice that I know. I try to open my eyes but it's like the lids are glued shut, I go to open my mouth to reply but my lips feel heavy. I don't have the energy to move them.
I feel a gentle touch on the top of my arm, the persons index finger trails down all the way to my fingertips and then travels all the way up my arm again. I feel like shivering but instead the goosebumps just form.
What is this? WAKE UP!The index finger belonging to the voice opens up the palm of my hand, a small amount of pressure is placed on each fingertip until I begin to feel a tingling sensation travelling down my arm. A tingling sensation that travels all the way down my spine, creating a surge of energy in my mind shocking my eyelids open.
"There we go," the voice says, the owner smiling as my eyes focus, "you had me worried for a second," he says as he cups my face in his hand.
I definitely know the owner of this voice, the owner of the hand that is holding my face. Noah.I prop myself up on my elbows and stare at the white walls around me. This place is familiar to me.
And then it hits me when I'm lying on a bed that is practically sitting on the floor.
We're in that fancy city skyscraper."Why are we here?" Is all I can think to ask.
I don't even know what time it is, what day it is even. How long I've even been out for.
Noah's changed; his hair slicked back and he's dressed all in black like one of those guards. Give him a gun and they'll be unrecognisable."We're not safe anymore at home," he says pulling the curtains back from the window allowing me to see the cityscape below, "Soph and Ed have been brought here too, you can see them later."
I sigh as I swivel myself around to get up, placing my feet on the floor and my hands on the mattress. I push up and once I'm on two feet I begin to get dizzy again, sensing I'm about to topple to the floor I lean backwards but Noah pulls me forward into his chest.
"Oh no you don't," he kisses my forehead as I begin to feel stable, "I already lost you for a day, I need you."
"A day?" My words come out muffled as I speak into the fabric of his jacket.
He pulls me back so that's he's holding me by my shoulders, "yes....you.....freakin....were, and it killed me!" He says kissing my forehead, cheeks and finally nose in the pauses between each word.
I smile and kiss him on the lips, hard. I slide my hand up the back of his shirt applying my nails to his skin until I reach his neck. I sink my nails in deep and feeling bold I use my free hand to trail down his firm abs that I love so much, I carry on further down until I reach the top of his underwear and fiddle with the waistband a little.
He groans into my mouth making me smirk and fuel my actions further, just as I'm about to undo his trousers he pulls back, "I came here to get you to come with me, not take my pants off," he smirks, his eyes full of lust.
"Can't we save whatever it was for later?" I ask hoping to continue, my confidence was boosting.
"Sorry but no," he sighs as he straightens his trousers even though I can see his bulge growing, "this can't wait, you need to come with me now."
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Not to be found
Ficção Adolescente19 year old Lacey Grey leaves. Disappears without a trace. She doesn't have anything to run from, she has the perfect life; perfect grades, supportive family, great friends and a promising future. But she's fed up of being 'perfect', so gets up and...