*Miranda's POV*
I coughed harshly as a rag was practically ripped from my mouth, and slowly opened my eyes to stare at my kidnapper.
Well, nappers. Plural.
There were three of the goons, all scraggly and greasy looking. They all had various amounts of facial hair, but it was in shaggy patches and untrimmed.
I usually find a nice beard attractive, but these... things... are disgusting. Although if they just shaved or trimmed up, they weren't too bad looking. Nothing like my lovely Aleks though.
The guy to my left had short-cropped, brown hair, and wild brown eyes. His lips curled into a creepy smile as he looked over my body. I shifted uncomfortably in my small wooden chair, but it didn't help that ropes were secured under my breasts, making them more "shown off."
The freak to my right chuckled, but not in the adorable way my Aleks does. He licked his lips and looked over me too. This guy had that blond surfer hair, and oddly pretty blue eyes, with a bit of blond patches along his jaw. I would've said he's cute if he wasn't looking at me like Pedobear would look at a 7 year old, and if he trimmed the squirrel on his jaw.
The man that seemed to be behind the operation, and who was also holding the bag that was around my head and my rag, was in the middle of the small perverted group. He seemed older than the other two, but a lot cuter. Still as greasy and shaggy, but better looking overall. He had short-cropped brown hair as well, but it was spiked up in the front. His eyes were a lovely blue-green, like a Caribbean sea. Although he disgusted me by the way he looked at me, and also the fucking caterpillar growing on his lip. I swear it's one of those fuzzy caterpillars that I thought was cute as a kid!
'Cute-Caterpillar' smirked at me, swinging the rag around his finger. "Well well well..." he said, leaning in a bit to close for comfort. His voice was kind of deep, but it was harse and raspy, which made it unattractive. "Look who we have here! Aleks's little lover. How's the sex?"
I scowled. "Haven't done it... yet." I said the last word with a smirk, and ended up getting slapped. After a quick gasp, I turned to him and spit on his shoes.
He shrinked back in disgust. "Filthy bitch! We're not done with you. But when we are, let's just say that you won't be able to walk. Take that as you will." Cute-Caterpillar turned swiftly on his shoe, and left the room. Pedo-Surfer followed, and Regular-Pervert laughed as he, too, followed his leader.
The door slammed shut as the color rushed from my face. They were planning to rape me. But why? What did I do to them? I've never even met them!
Did... did Aleks do something to them? Maybe a small prank gone wrong? He stole one of their girlfriends? I can imagine the latter.
I finally looked around at my surroundings. Cement walls surrounded me on every side, as well as below and above me. A small lamp hung over my head, creating a harsh yellow glow. A breeze rolled through a small barred prison-like window to my left, making me shiver. I wish I had worn better clothing. My puppy dog pj t-shirt and capri-length pants were comfy but not all that warm.
I stared out the window, and saw that stars were bright in the sky. I could slightly see the moon's light above the window. How long was I asleep? Or knocked out? Also where was Sylvia? Many questions were whirling through my mind.
I sighed, and wondered what Aleks was thinking, if he was worried about me. I damn well hope so. My eyes stayed fixed through the window, as I wondered what my fate held in this small, cold cement room.
*Aleks's POV*
I paced around the house, my fists clenched tight. James was on the couch, his back slouched and hands clutching one another. It's been 5 hours since the girls were kidnapped--well, adult-napped. We sent out pictures of them on lost posters, and found nothing. The police haven't found anything either.
Dan had walked in behind me, putting a hand on my shoulder. I jumped slightly at the touch, but then relaxed when I realized it was him. "Don't worry dude. We'll find them. I know it."
I tried to smile, but it came out small and shaky.
Then I heard a loud shout from downstairs, and Jordan came running upstairs. "Guys!" he said breathless. "We got a reply!"
I ran down the stairs first, and stared at Jordan's computer screen. The reply was a picture of one of those weird magazine letter clippings thing.
"We'll give back your lovely ladies, after we're done with them. They have such lovely bodies..." I bit my lip as James read that over my shoulder. "Or you can bring us..." We all read the next part.
"1 million dollars."
The color rushed from Dan's face. "H-How will we manage that?"
Kootra shrugged, and I read the next part, since my name was in it. "Just a little payment for what Aleks did to us..."
James glanced at me. "What did you do to them, dude?"
I looked down at my lap, slowly clenching my fists again. "Something awful..." Looking back at the screen, with a fire in my eyes, I said,
"I murdered their girlfriends."
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OH THE SUSPENSE!!! OH EM GEEE!!!!!
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When We Met... (ImmortalHD)
RomanceMiranda was just a regular fan of video games, a #gamergurl, and wanted to enjoy her first convention with her best friend Sylvia. That convention was: Comic-Con. It was all fun and dandy until she ran into her YouTube crush... Aleks Vitaly Marchant...