My beaten up body lay helplessly on the cold stone floor, my eyes slowly opened. I stare into darkness. Weakly, I managed to stand up holding my hands out in front of me as the room span around me. My hand comes to the back of my head, holding it as I felt a huge headache brewing. My toes wiggled. Glass. There's glass on the floor which I obviously couldn't see.
Walking forward, my arms are spread out and they guide me so I don't fall or bump into anything, I feel a door handle and I quickly pull it down as I try to escape.
"Going somewhere?" A voice somewhere in the room said, I jumped and looked around. A light clicked on and a man, well he looked a bit older than me sat in a rocking chair in the corner of the room. He had a huge curly Afro, plump lips, brown eyes and a beauty mark on his nose. I looked around the room, it's a basement, shattered glass lie on the floor, in one corner there was a mattress, there was writing on the walls that read
"Help me please" "I want to die" "I've been I here for days" along with blood splatters on the wall.
He was wearing a black jumper and basketball shorts, he had on white socks and a pair of adidas.
I was bare foot, in shorts and a grey vest top" I looked down and let my hair stick to my tear stained cheeks "come here" he said lowly and I walked slowly over to him "IF YOU DONT HURRY THE FUCK UP ILL GRAB YOU BY YOUR HAIR AND DRAG YOU HERE" He yelled, I flinched to the sudden tone in his voice and I walked faster to him, he stood up and looked down at me.
He pushed my hair behind my ear and I flinched thinking he was going to hit me. Tears rushed out of my eyes as I watched this guys next action.
He walked me over to the mattress in the corner of the room, he pushed me on it and leaned down aggressively slapping me across my face. I held my face and cried louder, keeping my head in the same direction he hit me in. My cheek started to sting but my cold salty tears somehow soothed it. "I'm sorry baby" he said kissing my cheek, I felt sick to my stomach as his lips connected with my face, closing my eyes I inhaled deeply.
He pushes his lips into mine and I just lie there . In shock . Helpless, if I screamed no one would hear and he would probably beat the shit out of me "KISS ME BACK OR YOUR SLEEPING DOWN HERE BY YOURSELF WITH NO COVERS" he yelled in my ear , soon after he smashed his lips into mine and I effortlessly kiss back. He pulls away and slaps me on the other side of my face, wincing, I clutch my face and cry again "goodnight Marnie" he says calling me by my nickname, he walks over to the rocking chair, the glass shatters underneath his feet as he walks, he unplugs the lamp leaving me in darkness as he makes his way to the door. He softly closes it behind himself and twists a lock I then hear him walk up stairs. I pull the bottom sheet of the mattress and wrap it around my cold beaten body
My name is Armani (ar-marnie) like the brand, I'm 18 years old and I've been abducted.
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Abducted
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