As someone took off her blindfold, she tried to adjust her eyes to the light in the semi-dark room she found yourself in. There were no windows, so the only source of light was a lamp hanging from the ceiling. Jasmine assumed she were in some kind of basement or room under the ground, but there was no way to be sure. As she tried to move, she quickly realized that both her hands and feet had been tied up and so were stuck to remain in one position. She budged against the restraints, trying to free a hand, but quickly froze when she heard a voice; "That's useless my dear, you're stuck in this room." Jasmine looked up to find a man in front of her . He looked at her in a way that made her legs go weak. "Luckily for you, you're stuck with me." It took her a few seconds to place the madness in his eyes, but with his skin, metal mouth and his manner of moving, . She chosen not to reply to him, not knowing how to handle the man standing on the other side of the room.
He walked over to her,very slowly, surely it was just to add to the frightening scene that he had created, but it worked. Once he had finally reached her , she could really define his features. He made being bad look good . His messy hair that was pushed back, his toned skin, his lips, his steely eyes, oh he was a weirdo , alright. He roughly placed his hands around her neck, his long nails digging into her skin. It hurt, but she decided not to give him the satisfaction of reacting. He chuckled, his mouth curling up, it was the kind of laugh that haunted you in your sleep though. "Think you can outsmart me by not speaking doll face,"He said as he smacked her head into the wall behind you. "well think again." Her head started to sting straight away but she tried to keep her expression as neutral as possible. He laughed again, his laughter filling the empty room as he placed his hands on her cheeks this time. She tried to nod, but his grip was so firm, that she could barely move. His expression changed once he took notice of her appearance. And for a split second she were sure that the craziness in his eyes was replaced by something else. His hands were still placed on both of her cheeks, heat radiating off of them. Or maybe it was just her who felt fuzzy from him being so close to her .
As she was trying to place the impression the man gave her ,he was still looking at her with an intensity that made her pulse quicken. "Am I making you nervous doll?" his tone was light and in his eyes she found humor. "Think I didn't notice how your blood is running faster, how you're practically gasping for air? I can almost see the thoughts forming in that brain of yours, your fragile body gives it all away." Jasmine's mouth formed an o, she was looking for an answer, but his wicked smile prevented her from speaking. He traced his finger over the little scar present under her right eye, it was barely visible, but he had seen it right away. "Who gave you this scar?" the mood had shifted in a matter of seconds, his tone no longer holding humor, he sounded mad, his posture changed from relaxed to tense, his hands forming into fists and his famous smile no longer present on his handsome face. "Answer me!" he demanded. "And Don't try and play games with me little girl, just answer the damn question jasmine !" He backed her up against the wall once more and his lips were so close hers ,you could smell the hint of mint on his tongue. The man's expression was so dark you almost regretted telling him the truth. "If I ever get my hands on the man who tried to hurt a girl so pure, he won't live to see another day." His smile returned, but this time it was so full of venom, a cold chill ran down her spine. "What are you talking about?" Jasmine said, anger taking over, "You kidnapped me, tied me up, smashed my head against the wall and now you wanna teach the guy who hurt me a lesson?" Her outburst had caught his full attention, amusement twinkled in his eyes and played with the corners of his mouth. "What you did, what you're doing, is much much worse, you are sick, but that's the point right? Sick bastard, Look how you tied me up, put me in a room without windows, all so you can play the role of the alpha male who is above everyone. Guess what, I'll pass, I'm in no mood to play your little mind games. Here I am, in front of you, so if you intend on hurting me or killing me, I suggest you get it on with, cause I'm done wasting my time here." She stated rolling her eyes
Her outburst had caught his full attention, amusement twinkled in his eyes and played with the corners of his mouth she looked at him straight in the eyes and saw how he began laughing, his laughter so loud you almost wanted to join him, if only she wasn't so mad. His laughter sounded carefree, like he was the happiest man in the world, but you knew very well he never quit playing his little games.. "you've got nerve." his eyes locked on hers as he took a step forward. "And as for killing you.." He said as he raised his hand, "I think I'll let you live," he placed his hands on the restraints and freed her "for now."
Once he had freed her feet as well, she tried to loosen up the sore muscles, from being in one position this long, but it didn't seem to be very effective. he smiled, turning her body around so she was now facing the wall. He placed his hands on her shoulders and started rubbing them gently. His fingers kneading into your skin felt heavenly. It seemed so out of character of him to show kindness, but her body seemed so responsive to him and couldn't help but lean into him. His hands went from caressing the outlines of the face, to massaging the back and he gripped her body tightly pinning her against the wall forcefully ,she tried to pull away ,he had pushed her against the wall and his lips found hers . His mouth dominated hers with such passion she could barely stand up. She pushed him away with all her might but it didn't do much of anything . He was more aggressive now than before, she cried for him to stop as he undressed her .
Jasmine woke up clinging on to whatever was before ,she looked around the dark empty room then her eyes landed on Anthony that was holding her tighter now "thank god it was only a dream ." She thought to her self and hugged her boyfriend tighter than ever .
//idk I just felt like writing this . It ties in with the story don't worry even though it's a bad Dream there's some stuff that's important !!
