This was inspired by a dream I had. I'm still writing it all out. The title came from the dream. It was a book thrown at the main character and one of the three guys is in this book. I haven't gotten that far yet though. I still need figure out the meaning of this book and why it is important and vital to the story. Thank you for reading it!
I liked parties. I went to every single one. This one was different from the rest. It was held at some rundown place, but it had a beauty to it. The trees were alive around it. The grass seemed to dance in the wisps of air. For some reason, I was completely drawn to this place. There something about it that made me feel I belonged here.
Someone opened the door. "welcome!" He looked like the typical preppy guy.
I stepped inside and immediately scanned the room for the hosts. I spotted one to the left in a corner. He was tall and skinny and had a lot of scruff on his jawline. He wore a bandana around his forehead and had his lower layer of his thick, black hair sticking out underneath it. Dead smack in the center was the second host. His black hair was short and spiked up all throughout his head. He was masculine than the other guy. He was tall and muscular. Such broad shoulders he had. His face was completely shaved. He looked focused on something. It made him appear mean or unsatisfied. Now the last one all the way to the right stood in against a wall by himself. I could tell he was the loner type. His hair was combed forward over half his face. He was shorter than his friends. Like his friends he wore all black. I was attracted to him. I needed him. I didn't know why, I had no idea who he was.
I decided to introduce myself. As I walked near him, the other two guys walked fast on the same direction. That confused me. I continued. I pushed through people until I was face to face with the other two guys.
"Hello little girl, " the bandana - wearing one greeted me. "I'm Nix. This is Lee. It's nice to meet you, now go mingle with someone else." he was really hostile about it.
I did what he commanded and walked away. I peaked over my shoulder. He was yelling and pushing Nix and Lex away. I think he wanted to meet me as much as I wanted to meet him. I kept a close eye on him as he walked away from his friends. He stopped by a door, turned around, and looked at me. He signaled me to follow him. I did.
I walked through the door. It led to a path to the woods. It was so beautiful out. The stars and moon were shining. It was peaceful.
"My name is Emmie and yours?"
"Raleen." His voice was soft and quiet.
"Why did your friends do that?"
"That's just what they do for me."
"I see," I bit my lip and started to turn around.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me into him. "If I didn't want you here, I wouldn't have invited you."
His lips moved towards mine so fast that I couldn't think about what was happening. For some reason, I didn't care what was going to happen to me. I needed this. I grabbed his face and kissed him hard. It felt right. My sense of loneliness disappeared. I felt at peace. There was no proper way to describe my feelings at this moment.
He let go and stared at me for a second. "I was not expecting that to end this way."
He forcibly grabbed my arms, and picked me up. As he barged through the door, the house was empty.
"Let me go!" An aching feeling in my throat started to occur from screaming.
"Hush up, darling." He sounded so calm.
His friends were in front of him. They directed him upstairs. I had never been this afraid in my life. The stairs creaked with each step. I gave up on trying to squiggle out of his grasp.
"We'll start out with this room first," Nix said. "it's my favorite."
Nix opened the door. The room was made entirely of stone. There were no windows. The only light was really dim and haunting. Raleen gently threw me to the floor. They all hurried out and locked the door. I sat on the floor trying to organize my thoughts and feelings.
I stood up and banged on the door. "Please, let me go," I pushed my back against the door and slid down it. "... Please."
I couldn't help, but cry. Why me? Why did this have to happen to me? Those questions were probably never going to be answered. I sat there, head tilt back, arms sitting on my knees. Was I going to die? That was all that ran through my thoughts. Tears started heavily falling and I started whimpering loudly. I couldn't control myself.
I stood myself up and pounded my fists on the door. "just tell me why I'm here," I yelled. "I can't take this anymore, please!"
I felt so pathetic. Nobody was going to answer my pleas. I was wasting my time and energy.
I stayed in this stone confinement for probably three or four days. At this point, I've given up. I've given up on trying. There was nothing I could do.
"You win," I said. "Congratulations, you won."
I heard clicking noises.
"Did they hear my pleas? Is someone rescuing me? Am I just going crazy?" I was talking to myself. The loneliness of this confinement is making me insane.
Lee pushed open the door. Looked me dead straight in the eyes and smirked. I was confused. He slowly walked towards me. I didn't move back. I didn't care about what was about to happen to me.
He leaned down. "You're ready."
He blindfolded me and put me over his shoulder. I heard the door slam shut behind us. This was it. I was going to die. Why else would they look me up? I was living my final days.
It wasn't that far of a distance. I heard a door being unlocked. The door shrieked as it was forcibly opened.
"Don't hurt her," Raleen softly said.
Lee walked in. He lowered me onto something that felt like a bed. I didn't move. I just stayed in the position he put me in. If I was going to die, why move and get comfortable? There was no point in it. I tried to tell myself I wasn't scared, but the shakiness of my legs showed otherwise. I was seriously frightened. I had no idea was happening or exactly where I was. More importantly, I still had no idea what they wanted with me. Everything was a mystery to me. It was a nightmare.
I probably laid there for a half hour without moving a muscle. I zoned out everything and I didn't know whether they were still in here with me or not. I slowly raised my hands to the bandana covering my eyes. I lifted it a little so I could see if they were still here. I peaked my eye out and saw no one. I quickly whipped it off my head and threw it across the room. I leaned my back against the wall, wrapped my arms around my knees, and placed my head between my legs. I started to cry again. I rocked myself back and forth to try to calm myself. It didn't really work as I thought it would. Tears rushed down my face and loud sobs came out of my mouth. Why couldn't I stop crying? I figured they wanted me to so they knew they broke me down.
"I can't keep crying," I told myself. "This is what they want. They want to weaken me. I can't let them win."
I wiped the tears away and let out deep breaths. I just closed my eyes and let my deep thoughts takeover.
