Sierrahs POV
I wake to the sound of chains clinging together. My mind, My eyes, my vision, all a blur. Why can't I see anything. I blink many many times and my vision starts to come back. I look around. By the looks of it, I'm in a basement. It smells like pure alcohol. I start coughing and I try to cover my mouth but when I do, I don't move.
"What the hell?" I say out loud which makes me cough even more cause I breathed in again. I hear laughing. Whispers. I look to them and there is a guy.
"Well hello there, love" a guy says, with a bottle of vodka in his hands. His ascent letting me know he's British.
"Are you hurt? Scared?" He's asks, coming closer, holding the wall so he doesn't fall. I nod at the scares part and all he does is laugh.
"Good." I walks over to me and starts kissing me. The smell of vodka tracing his mouth. I try to back away but only to feel pain down my back. He starts laughing once again.
"Haha. Not so fast." He says
"Where's Isabelle! I want to know where my friend is. I'm not doing anything without her!!!" I shout in his face only to get slapped.
"Hush you slut! She's.... in a bad place. But she's in a better place than you are. And you little miss missy, have no position to be making orders. I'll do as i please." He laughs, putting tape over my mouth. He looks down and his Curley hair is all in my face. He goes for the door. He looks at me.
"You're gonna hate it here." And slams the door. Leaving me here.
YOU ARE READING
The Van
Fiksi RemajaTHIS STORY IS ACTIVE AGAIN! Sorry for the changes, I had to go back and fix some of my earlier works. I'm going to be writing more in this story. ~05/01/18 Isabelle is a normal girl. Her life is just starting. She's going to college, has her best be...
