Horror Short Stories

Chapter 2

I woke up to the sound of breaking glass upstairs, I must've fell asleep on the couch. I got up and rubbed my eyes and trudged up the stairs. It must be Milo, forgot to let him out when I got back from school. I open the door to see a vase on the floor, well it was a vase now it's just pieces. "Milo? Come on Milo it's me."  My cat came out from under the bed and went behind my legs. "Jeez Milo what's wrong with you?" I said picking my cat up. I carried him out and set him on the floor as he ran down the stairs.
What is up with him? I go back inside to see the glass shards were gone. That's weird and the window was open? That could only mean one thing someone was in the house and I wasn't alone. I looked around the room. And looked towards the closet. I slowly went over to it and opened and I was soon tackled to the ground. "Hey! What the.." My mouth was covered and the hoodie fell off my captors head. Long Black hair tied back and hazel green like eyes. My eyes widen, I've seen him before at school. He's a jock and all the girls love him, me on the other hand thought he was stuck up and stupid, but then again I had a crush on him, Christian, and now he was in my house. "Christian! Get off of me!"  I yelled. He covered my mouth. My screams were muffled. I wiggled around trying to get out of his grip. But he didn't budge. He then covered my mouth with a cloth and I was out like a light.
         I woke up cold, tired, and in pain. My head was throbbing. What happened? It was pitch black where I was held captive. I don't forget things easily, why would Christian do this? Why didn't he get one of his side hoes for this. I was innocent I was an annoying girl that was always around him wanting attention. I was the one that didn't like attention, I was quiet and in the corner always he never noticed me, or did he?  The notes I would get I'll in my locker the presents sent to my address and the feeling of being followed. It was him! All him! Ugh! I look up to see footsteps at the door. I pretended to be asleep. "Get up the drug should've worn off already."  I opened my eyes. "Why do you want me? Why not a different girl. I'm nothing special." He chuckled. "Oh but you are." He walked over to where I was tied up. "Your beautiful. Way prettier than those other girls. You have beautiful Hazel eyes and brown slightly curly hair. Don't you see? Your an Angel!"  He said lifting my chin up. "And now your mine, I get to do whatever I want with you." He said smirking. My eyes widen in fear. "Lets get started." He said with a sickening grin. "No! No! No! I'm  not your pet and I'm not your toy! Let me the fuck go!" I screamed. He carried me up the stairs still in restraints. He took me to a room and strapped me to a table. He turned the light on and when I could finally see, tears came to my eyes. Whips, Chains, knives if all sizes and tools to crush things. "What should we start off with first?" He said running his fingers over the whips.