Prologe

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"HELP-" my throat was burning from the alcohol. I swayed back and forth. "You spiked my drink-". My breath shortened, as I fell to the ground. It was cold, wet, and rough. Once I looked  up I saw the dark figure standing over me, with the little to no light behind the bar.

"Just shut up already". He yelled as he picked me up and draped my body over his shoulder. "It took so long to put it your drink and make you drink the damn thing."

I tried to move but my body was limp. It felt like I was completely paralyzed. He quickly moved to his car and swung the passenger door open with his left hand. The car was a 1967 Chevrolet Impala and was in way to good of shape to be in a town like this. He shoves and buckles me in. "You need to be safe and boss said I couldn't touch you, so feel lucky". He slams the passenger door. As he walk to the other side of the car, I tried to think of ways to get out and away but my mind was too scrambled and dizzy. The only thing I actually knew is that he wouldn't think twice about knocking me out cold if I tried to run.

He finally comes to the other side and opens the door. He gets in and tosses his phone on the dashboard. He was about to put the keys in the ignition but instead he put them on the dashboard. He smiled as he inched closer to me. " I guess boss wouldn't mind if I just had a little fun....". He softly touched my face. I tried to scream out but it just came out as a heavy breath. "It won't hurt if you just listen". His breathing was slow and as his lips touch my neck; It sent shivers down my spine.

"S-Stop" my mouth was so dry. He puts his hand on my thigh and kisses my neck again. "Stop" I choke out again. His nails dig into my skin "stop talking". I felt the tears roll off my cheeks. "I... Don't.. Want-". He quickly grabs my neck "I don't care what you want. You got that".

A phone goes off. "Shit it's him". He picks up the phone "yes?"

"Leo? Where are you?..... Where the fuck are you!" The voiced echoed from his phone.

"Leo?" It was so painful to talk. He quickly covered my mouth with his right hand, his left still holding the phone.

"I'm coming just wait". Leo hangs the phone and slides his hand off my face. Leo starts the car "say my name again and I'll do worse".

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A/N- Is it good or nah?

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