Happy Endings Aren't True. #theliteraryawards2017

These Secrets Are Slowly Drowning Me.....

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I just felt bad for not updating for 2 weeks so I thought why not right?

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My head felt so heavy I could barely open my eyes....when I finally did I was just met with darkness complete and utter darkness. I sat on chair with my legs and hand tied. Why was the room so dark? Suddenly I remember the bag which was present on my head hence blocking all the light.

I struggled in my chair to no use it was like telling a toddler to not break things no matter what it would be of no use and clearly me struggling was just causing me pain rather then helping me escape. So I did the next best thing.

I screamed. Like not a small scream..No....it was a scream which would break glass because of its octaves.

In no time two hands came to steady my struggling and screaming figure and ripped of the bag from my head. I was met with a dull colored room and 4 well built men standing on every corner of the room and one blonde haired man standing directly infront of me.

"Little Miss Sunshines awake eh?" he grinned creepily at me while the rest of the 4 men started laughing. Well I believe these are my kidnappers but why are they kidnapping me? After their round of laughter was complete the blonde guy stepped closer to me and crouched down so that my face was directly infront of his. It was way tooooo close for my liking so I turned my head the other way but he forcefully grabbed my face in his hands and made me look at him in the eyes.

"You will look at me when I want you to." He spat in my face -not literally- with a authoritative tone in his voice. His eyes burning in rage made me angry. How dare he speak to me like that? This son of a bitch got me kidnapped. As if the realization that I had been kidnapped hit me just now I started to panic like crazy but didnt drop my determined gaze.

His face started getting to close for my liking so I did what I do best. I pissed him off by spitting on his face LITERALLY. He staggered back his face turned red from anger. UH OH. Ok so not my best move I mean I just pissed off this hitler faced dude and that probably isnt gonna lead to anything good. I was right it didnt end up good.

"You lil bitch." he roared in anger and slapped me with full force across the face. My head turned to the side the pain so bad that it brought tears to my eyes but I blinked them back. My cheeks were burning from pain it was like a thousand needles were being poked on my cheek.

Smack.

He slapped me again but this time on the other cheek the pain worse then the last time. He raised his hand again as I waited for the pain to be received but it never came I slowly looked through teared up eyes to see that one of the men with jet black hair had stopped blondie assface by grabbing his hand.

"Boss wont like that you are hurting his victim." the Blacky roared at Blondie. Blondie was clearly debating on ignoring Blacky or slapping me. Thankfully he lowered his hand and stormed out of the room. While the man who stopped blondie looked at me with....sorry in his eyes.

Hold up hold up. Did blacky just say Boss. This means that Blondie isnt the head then who is?

I think I said the last part out loud because what heard next as not something I was looking forward to.

"He isnt the boss....I am." I looked up to see the least expected man I could imagine. My eyes wide, my jaw hung low, everything just stopped as I stared at the suited man infront of me and he stared back with out a hint of shame in his eyes.