Love Bites

• Prologue •

I'm not exactly sure what happened that night when I got kidnapped. I just remember that I was walking home from the lame party Amber dragged me to. She's always been a social butterfly while I'm a lonely soul.

As you can see I don't do parties. I'm usually standing like an idiot while watching the other people having fun. That night, I decided to leave the party because I was bored out of my mind.

On my way from walking home, it's like two miles. And I don't want to take a taxi. I don't want to risk a taxi rapist out of these parts. I've always been very cautious and always looked around my surroundings. I'm not a very trusting person and can get a bit aggressive when it comes to people I don't know. As you can see, I'm a feisty little thing.

The streets of Seattle was wet and puddles everywhere. It had rained earlier and I felt a draft. I zipped my black leather jacket for comfort. I just want to get home safely. 

My black combat boots got wet from stepping on large puddles but I didn't care.

I stopped at a corner of a street. And cars kept passing by. I waited until there weren't any cars passing by. I started walking again when I felt uneasy. It must be my imagination playing tricks on me.

I started walking trying to get home fast when I heard faint footsteps behind me. I don't want to look back because if I do, that person might come at me with a murder weapon. That person might slash my throat any minute now and my face would be all over the five o'clock news.

I don't want that to happen so I sprinted as fast as I could, thinking about Amber, my foster parents and my friends. Tears streamed down my face.

My face lit up when I reached my neighborhood. I took a little break to catch my breath. I looked back and no one was behind me.

I laughed at how silly I was. Not for long because I suddenly felt uneasy again.

"Anastasia." I heard a voice from behind.

I saw a large shadow and I ran down the road, getting closer to my house. I finally reached my house with my keys in hand and closed the door while locking it.

I looked at the door and I heard breathing from the other side of the door. I panicked when it started to bang on my door.

"Anastasia."

I dialed 911 on my phone quickly when the banging on my door stopped. With the phone in my ear, I heard silence.

The creep must have gave up by now.

"Hello what's your emergency?" The 911 operator said on the other line. 

"I'm Jess Summers. someone was banging outside my door and I don't know if the creep left or still outside my house." 

"Hello?" The 911 operator replied.

"Why can't you hear me? I said there's someone outside my house. Please send help right away at 432 Chestnut loop."

I felt a pair of strong arms grabbed me from behind. I screamed dropping the phone and I could hear the operator. I tried to make him lean back from the wall so I can try to kneel my elbow on his stomach but he was too strong.

He nuzzles his face onto my neck and he reaches something from his pants. I start to panic when I see a rag in his hand.

I screamed even louder trying to see if the neighbors can hear me and call the police. He then suddenly shoves it into my nose. I tried my best not to inhale the damn chloroform. I kept screaming but only muffled screams came out.

"Anastasia, we can finally be together." I heard the crazy psycho stalker say to my ear before knocking me out of extreme consciousness.