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I never knew my life could be changed so much, so drastically within a minute.
It started off as just a casual, chilled night on the town, I went out for dinner, had a few drinks, the usual friday night thing, but it was only normal up until I was walking back to my apartment, I'd noticed these guys following me home in a black suv, I thought nothing of it until two guys hopped out wearing black balaclavas and cable ties in hand started to chase after me, I felt distressed, knowing the human body my brain told me to run, which I did. But I'm no olympic sprinter and they caught up to me, the taller one lifted me up, holding me against his chest only to put tape on my mouth, I tried kicking and screaming but it was of no use. They threw me into the back of their suv and cable tied my hands and feet together and put a bag over my head. I was terrified, all I could hear was my heart pounding in my ears like a bass drum, I thought to myself "was this the end of the line?" "am I going to die?" "what the fuck are these people going to do to me?!" I was trying to speak but not much was coming out of my mouth, a few moments later I saw a hand go under the bag over my head with a spray can of some sort, he sprayed the shit into my face and I couldn't help but breathe it in. The bastards had sleeping shit, because I was feeling woozy and my eyelids became heavy within a second. the next thing I knew I woke up on a soft bed in someone's house, it was a really posh bedroom! There was a huge window overlooking the city, it was so beautiful and suddenly I wasn't so scared anymore, I still had no idea where I was though. I got up and looked around the room, there was a closet, bathroom and the essentials, just in front of the bed was a hallway with a door at the end of it, i shuffled towards it slowly and peeked outside, I saw a tall sleek man with dark hair, he had sweatpants on with no shirt, he was quite nice looking like god damn, although I couldn't see his face but I was so sure it was the same guy from last night. He didn't look too intimidating so I didn't know if I should feel worried or not. I gulped down a breath and went through the door, I yelled "who are you?! And where in the hell am I?!" He said in a chilled voice "calm down tiger, we're not here to hurt you, we're here to do quite the opposite actually." He turned his face towards mine while stirring whatever was in his mug, my god he was gorgeous, his eyes were the colour of earth kissed by spring rains, his hair was a soft auburn shade, and his lips, my god, they looked so soft and plump. Why does he have such an unnerving effect on me? His overwhelming good looks maybe? The way his eyes blaze at me? The way he strokes his index finger against his lower lip? I wish he'd stop doing that. I snapped out of my withering gaze and asked for the mans name, "Archer, Archer Phillips."
i'm not too sure if i should keep this going or not? comment if you think i should, thanks! xx
