Living in The Dark

Kidnapped

"This will hurt a lot." I said. I held her wrist tighter and took her soul and blood slowly letting them flow through me. She screamed in pain. This is different, it feels warm and like electricity... I stopped myself as I saw her passing out. And took her into the house, putting bandages on her now red and purple wrists.
Why? Why am I doing this? I hate humans! I threw my glass of beer at the fridge and ran my hands through my hair. I can't love another one.

Chapter Three

Korey's POV

My head is pounding. I look up to see a white ceiling, I must've passed out at Scarlet's. I need to check the time and get home. I get up wincing in pain and search around the bed and in my pockets. Wait, these aren't my clothes and defiantly not Scarlet's. I stand up and fall immediately forgetting I just woke up. As I'm pulling myself on the bed I hear mumbling through the door. This isn't Scarlets type of style for a room. There were red and black roses through the room. The queen size bed had a black canopy and white and black rose sheets.

This is all too dark for Scar. I stand up carefully and walk to the mirror in front of me. Who's clothes are these? Grey baggy sweat pants and a plain huge white t shirt. My wrist are bandaged up. What did happen last night? I go to the door rather quickly and pulled on the door knob. Its locked. There's only one thing I can think of that happened.. I've been kidnapped.. I check to make sure I still had my pocket knife and I do, thank the Lord.

Okay, I'm fine I can do this. I go to the window and see nothing but a forest. Two storied down, not bad. I guess my self defense classes with come I'm use. I go tie the bed sheets and go out the window. I stop at another and pull the sheet dropping it on the ground. Through the window there are two figures. And I can't hear it must me sound proof. I wait for them to leave and find the window is unlocked. I roll under the bed and wait until I hear nothing. This room is more country looking. Nothing but hunting gear around me. Camp walls and even the floor!!

I get up and start to tie the bed sheets on this bed. Hopefully this one will be long enough.
"What are you doing?" I hear a familiar voice ask.
"Zayn right? You scared me! Maybe you can tell me why I'm here."
"Long story short you have to stay here now let's go." He said grabbing me by my wrist. I stopped and saw what happened or at least what I think happened.
"Ow! You hurting me, let me go! Who in the hell do you think you are to just grab me like that!?!" I scream.
He loosened his grip and dragged me back to the room I was already in. "You, you took me... Why??" I asked trying not to shake I'm fear. He clapped his hands and said "We have a winner! I was going to just kill you right away but then I thought why kill you when you can be my food bag." He chuckled stepping closer to me. I took the bandages off my wrist stepping back. Red and black bruises covered them..

"You did this.. Did you change my clothes too? Pervert!" I yelled.
"Yeah I did and your bruises aren't on your sides anymore. Your welcome you ungrateful bitch." He spat at me. I lifted up the shirt I had on and he was right they were gone.
"How??" I asked shocked. "What are you?"
He pinned me against the wall and whispered in my ear "your worst nightmare" sending chills down my spine.

Then I did what I never thought of doing. I kissed him. His lips were so soft it was a light kiss then it got rough. I ran my hand though his hair and the other down his back scratching him. He ran his hands across my breast and went to undue my bra. I grab the gun in his back pocket and aimed it as the side of his head. He quickly pulled a knife to my neck and choked me telling me to drop it. I couldn't breathe and dropped it. He stood back grabbing his gun as I tried to catch my breathe.

"Nice move, I must say no girl has ever thought of that one." He smirked. "But next time make sure you don't have a pocket knife in the back of your bra."
I looked up at him and felt my back, fuck he did take it.
"You gonna give it back?" I laughed acting tough even though deep inside I was scared shitless.
"You can sure kiss." I take that as a no.
"Listen please give it back it was my moms then my sisters and now mine." I explained.
"It'll be save with me, love." His eyed were so sincere. I could get lost in them. "Your going to catch some flies Korey." Shit I did it again. And with that he walked out of the room.

I slid down the wall with my hands in a fist. What am I doing? Mom, if you can hear me I love you and need your guidance. I prayed and prayed for her help. Now I'm not much of a believer, I was until my mother died. I still remember that day like it was yesterday. It was by 10th birthday and snow was falling everywhere but my parents insisted we all go to Florida, to see my favorite aunt who was dying of cancer. We were on our way having a wonderful time singing in the car. I should have never taken this moment for granted I didn't know it was the last time I'd see my mom or sister.. Have you ever seen your life flash before your eyes because I did that night.

- flashback -
The other car was swerving and crashed my mom instantly. My sister lay over me and it all happened so fast. I thought I was dead for sure. I blacked out and saw my own body with my sister over it.. My dad was knocked out and the other person in the other car was walking away slowly and then disappeared. No where to be found. I screamed to get my sisters attention but she couldn't hear me. She checked my pulse and the look on her face gave me the sign that I was dead. She looked up with tears that were glowing, yes glowing blue and ran. The ambulance came and took dad on a stretcher, they confirmed mom dead and I also.
"Korey, grab my hang. It'll be okay." I turned around to see my mom. As I went to grab her hand I heard a male angelic voice. "Its a trap Korey, that's not your mom. Please don't go." I turned to see a tall figure with wings. I know it sounds weird. I stood there panicking. "Prove to me your my mother!" I told her. "I am your mother, come here now." Her voice went dark and she grew bright white wings. That was enough to make me run the other way. I can't believe I left her.. But my mother never raised her voice at me. Then I woke up in the hospital.
- flashback ends -

I got up and looked in the mirror not realizing I was crying. I wiped my tears and thought of how much I wanted to find the person who wrecked into us and had the guts to just walk away like that. I punch the mirror and thew things around the room. An hour later I sat on the end of the bed criss cross with my head down. Zayn stood in front of me and clapped.
"What a great job. Thank you for wrecking my extra room."
"Fuck off Zayn." I had no energy to fight back.
"Aw is someone worn out?" He asked with puppy dog eyes.
The next thing I know I'm on him choking him on the ground.