Darkness

Chapter Two

I wake up blindfolded, my mouth ducktaped, and i'm handcuffed on a bed. It smells like shit and I'm pretty sure i'm alone. I wait for what seems like forever, and finally i hear the door creak open. The door suddenly slams shut and it made me jump a little bit. i hear a few laughs from what sounds like theres more then one person in the room. "where did you even find her?" says a male voice.

"it's Derek's little sister." says the familiar voice who I think is the same guy who brought me here.

"oh shit. Why his sister? He can kick your ass man" says the another voice. I'm guessing that there's three people in the room.

"Nah, I'm not scared. Plus she hot"

"why did you even take her" says a voice who's lauging.

"I don't know. To have some fun. She's gonna recognize me immediatly." says the familiar voice. Who the hell is he?

They talk a little longer, and the two other guys leave. Now it's just me and the guy who kidnapped me. "Relax" the voice says.

"mmm-mmm-hmmmh" i try to say through the ducktape.

"shhh. Don't worry babe, you're safe with me." he says in a calming voice. I hear the bed creak, and I feel two warm hands caress my face. I smell the beer on the guys breath. "If you be good, I'll take off the ducktape, and maybe even let you go." he says as he brings his hands from my cheeks, down to my hips. I feel like he's on top of me, but I'm not sure. I feel warm lips kiss me neck. I accidentally let out a small moan. "you like that babe?" he asks. He starts sucking harder on my neck. Then he slowly tries to take off my panties, and I kick him. "Fuck. IF YOU'RE NOT GONNA ACT GOOD THEN WE CAN PLAY THAT GAME" He shouts as he punches me in the stomache. I grunt loudly in pain. "now do you understand?" he says sounding angry. I nod my head. He slowly takes off my blindfold. I immediately look around. I'm in some gross apartment, that looks really run down. I realize that I'm in my bra and panties and I start to panic. I study his gentle face and chocolate brown eyes. His spiked blondish hair, and his perfect jawline all look familiar. He was shirtless, and had tattoos all up one of his arms. He had some on his upper chest and a a couple more. Fuck. I never thought I would see him again. All the sudden a bunch of fear comes to me. "You remember who I am. Don't you?" he smirks.

"J-Justin?" I stutter.

"Yes babe?" his smile grows wider.

"Why did you take me?" i ask in confusion.

"Let's just say, that I missed you. I miss us."

"You already blew it with us Justin. I can't trust you. You were always with other girls and you were always drunk. Plus I don't even know anything about you really." i say in shock.

"Bitch, we only dated for a week. Don't fucking act like I hurt you. I mean I never even got a chance to fuck you." he winks.

"JUSTIN LET ME GO NOW." i yell.

"Shut the fuck up." he says calmly as he kisses my lips. He slowly starts kissing down my neck. He gets to my lower stomach and again, tries to take off my pants. It feels so good, but I can't.

"I don't want to Justin" I say as I try to get my hands out of the handcuffs.

"WELL TOO FUCKING BAD!" he yells as he slaps me across the face. He's always been a bipolar fuck. I try my hardest not to cry, but too late. Tears stream down my face. He looks like he's getting angrier. "You do what I say for now on." he quietly whispers into my ear. He suddenly gets off of me. "come on" he says as he take off my handcuffs. "where are we going?" I say as I rub my wrist. He hands me one of his shirts to put on and the shorts that I had when he kidnapped me. He throws a tank top on. "You'll see." he replies as he grabs my hand and takes me out of the small apartment room.