WARNING: this story will contain sexual content, crude language and graphic violence. If you cannot handle any of those things please not read. Skip over those parts if you would like. I cannot control hat you do and do not read but f you choose to read and out under 13 years of age please be mature. Thank you :)
Chapter 1
"I think you should try this one on" Lauren suggests handing me a bikini that could be an eye patch.
"You're kidding right?" I ask laughing while shoving the tiny piece of clothing back onto the shelf.
"C'mon Rach, you're 19 you need to start dressing like it" she said following behind me as I walk to another rack.
"Just because I'm 19 doesn't mean I need to start dressing like a slut" .I argue searching through the clothes.
"It's one bikini c'mon I bet Jack would love to see you in that" I blush at the sound of his name. I've had a crush on him since the beginning of junior year. It's quite embarrassing actually.
"Okay maybe I'll get it" I said hoping that would get her to stop. It was still only winter but Lauren and I found this awesome bathing suit shop a few days ago. It was a little bit of a drive but it was worth it. The swim suits here are amazing and we wanted to get them before spring fever beat us to it.
"Okay well I'm gonna go try this one I'll be back" Lauren said clutching a red one piece in her hand heading towards the dressing room.
I continued to search around for my size, one that didn't make me look like I was drowning in my own clothes nor one that doesn't made me look like I might have had one too many corn dogs. But unfortunately that was a very popular size.
Sighing I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket. I took it out not recognizing the number. But my curious side got the best of me, my thumb unlocking my phone before my brain could stop it.
'Get out now.'
I had to blink a few times to make sure I read that right but as the screen grew clear again it still said the same thing.
I looked around the room wondering if some sick person was deciding they wanted to play a prank on me.
There was no one suspicious in sight just a few workers folding shirts on the shelves laughing about something.
My phone buzzed again from the same number.
'Now'
I rolled my eyes at the person who was clearly either extremely confused having the wrong number or whoever was getting amusement out of this situation. I turned my phone on silent shoving it into my purse this time.
A pink two piece bathing suit caught my eye at the end of the shelf, I walk over to it checking the size. A smile emerged on my face when it was. I held it to my chest as if it was the only thing that could keep me alive.
I walked over to the same dressing room that Lauren walked to hoping to show her my treasure. The first three stalls were closed leading me down the hall to the last one which also happened to be the biggest.
I closed the door behind me the lock only closing half way before the door swung open. The stall door smacked me in the head my body flying backwards.
"Shit" I say holding my head warm liquid touching my hand as I make contact with the wound.
I try to stand back up but I'm kicked back down by a strong leg. I let out a shriek as I wince in pain already knowing I'm going to have huge bruise on my waist by tomorrow.
Just when I think it's over a hand wraps around my mouth muffling my scream. I can feel tears start to well up in my eyes from the pain sprouting trough out my body.
"Shut up bitch" The male finally speaks his voice scratchy and deep.
I wriggle in his grip realizing only seconds later that it was a bad idea, his grip tightening around my mouth his other hand wrapping around my neck.
He pushes my back against the wall my already sore head beginning to pound 10x harder.
Where the hell are people in this store to help me?
"I told you to shut the hell up" He speaks again his hand still tight around my neck, my breathing cut off.
"What do you want?" I ask my voice shaky, but his hands hides my worry the words barely even coming out.
"We can do this the easy way or the hard way" He says his ski masked covered face coming closer to mine.
I close my eyes not wanting to witness whatever is going to happen next, my body starting to give up on me.
Finally I feel his grip loosen a gush of air running over the front of my body as if he just vanished. My body slides down the wall when my legs could no longer support me.
I could hear grunts and feel the blood rushing down my cheek. My sobs have turned into more of a hiccup. When I open my eyes the guy that was once causing harm to me was laying on the ground blood pouring out of his nose. A new male was on top of him his knuckles red and smothered with blood. The guy below was no longer fighting back. His mouth was open and eyes closed.
I can see the man talking to me but for some reason I can't hear what he's saying, my ears ringing instead. My body no longer feels pain it's more of numb feeling. I wouldn't be able to move even if I tried.
I felt a pair of arms engulf me, holding me bridal style. I looked into his eyes the emerald color sending sense of warmth through my body. His movements turned from a speed walk to a fast run out through the store doors and into the parking lot.
Everything seemed to be happening so fast I don't even remember being placed into the car his body reaching over mine.
"You need to stay awake" He said as he pulls out a first aid kit from under the seat.
"Who are you?" I ask my voice barely audible but he answers anyway.
"That doesn't matter right now" He says his accent telling me he's not from here.
"Where's Lauren?" I ask remembering my best friend.
"She's fine" He answers applying a wet cloth to the wound on my head. I wince at the stinging pain tears starting to form again.
I feel so tired but every time I close my eyes he shakes me awake not letting me get any rest.
He applies a bandage ripping some tape with his teeth to keep the the gauze in place.
I could smell his minty breath above my face as he concentrates on the project that is my head. I try to ask questions but I can feel my voice weakening every time I try to speak.
At once all energy has left my body and my eye lids are too heavy to keep open. But this time he doesn't shake me awake, instead i feel a sharp pinch in my forearm.I look down my blurred vision focusing on the needle inserting fluid into my veins.
My brain is screaming at me telling me to push this man away, stop him from drugging me but my body won't move. It feels as if its been frozen in place.
Only a few seconds pass before he leaves shutting the door and hopping into the front seat. I don't know where I am, nor whom I'm with but I can't even bring myself to care anymore.
All disappears soon enough the roar of the car engine coming to life is the last thing I hear before drifting off.
(I know this chapter is short but this is more of an intro type chapter hah. I hope you guys like it and are interested. I know it might be a little boring right but it is only the beginning. I have put a lot f work into this story and I hope you l can enjoy it :) please vote if you like and it and comment your thoughts! Thank you <3)
