I allowed my eyes to flutter open. I closed them in defeat when I realized that the horrible nightmare I had last night was real.
But instead of a soft, warm bed that I had fallen asleep in, I was in a small room, my arms were cuffed to a chain and I was on my knees.
My dress was ripped off and I was just in a bra and underwear.
Suddenly I heard something that sounded like chains hitting each other. Slowly my arms were being unwillingly raised.
Soon I was up on my feet.
"Hi test dolly," A familiar voice said evilly.
"Tracey, please honey, we can get out of this!" I whispered to her.
"Shut up!"
Out of nowhere I heard grunting and sliding.
"We brought you a friend," the man that kidnapped me laughed. A dark figure stepped into my view and I noticed him immediately.
"Brayden!" I cried out. "Let him go!"
"Rose, it's ok," he soothed me.
"Ready for a hair cut hon?" a girl asked me.
She tied my hair that was as long as my butt into a pony tail.
"Brayden, take a card."
Brayden obediently took a card.
"Show her,"
It was a black ace, spade. "Every time I pick a wrong card, an inch gets cut off of her hair."
The thought of my long, Rose red hair, being cut off made me swallow a bile.
He shuffled the deck. He picked a card. I shook my head and an inch of my hair was cut off.
After about twelve cards he finally picked the ace.
He laughed and turned the chains so that I was back on my knees.
I brought my hands to my head and only felt jaw length hair.
I sobbed lightly into my hands.
"Rose," Brayden whispered.
"Brayden," I replied, in between sobs.
"Um, now is probably not the time, but you can call me Brady,"
I laughed at the friendly gesture. This place was tearing me apart. I haven't cried since my old partner died.
"I'm sorry," I apologized.
"For what?"
"Dragging you into this,"
"Enough chit chat!" Tracey hissed. "Time for a shower."
Two people came over to me and Brady with hoses. They turned on and I was drenched in ice cold water.
The handcuffs were brought off of me and I ran to the corner in fear.
Soon everyone left and I sobbed.
Brady came over to me and wrapped me in his arms. We both shivered and soon. I could feel my heart stopping. Soon I would be dead. My family would never find me. I would never, ever get to have my happily ever after.
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