I wake up with a headache and a weird metallic taste in my mouth... And for some weird reason I can't move my arms or legs. What the hell happened? I know I didn't drink anything alcoholic so it can't be that
"Lucas?" I call out my eyes still closed apparently since I can't see anything. I hear some shuffling and then lights go on. My eyes need to adjust to the light and I'm starting to see a shape.
"No, little birdie it's me." The first guy from the party says and I can now clearly see him. He's smiling at me and then it hits me. He must have drugged me somehow and tied me up to this stupid chair.
"What is this? What do you want from me? You fucking jerk better release me right away or I'm gonna kill you myself for drugging me! You filthy piece of shit!" I yell at him and he's scrunching his nose in disgust of my words.
"Oh, little birdie it's not you we want it's that boyfriend of yours. But I'm sure we can have some fun before that time." He says as he walks up to me stroking my cheek. I pull back from his touch and spit at him.
"Fuck off, asshole!" I yell. I might me tied up but I'm not going to let some sick bastard touch me because of it. The guy wipes my spit of his face before he angrily backhands me in the face making my head turn.
"I'll have you one way or another. I don't care how and I'll make sure to punish you every time you disrespect me!" The guy states hitting me again to make his point. Suddenly the door opens and a man around his fifties appears.
"Drew, your father wants to see you." He tells the guy from the party whose name is apparently Drew. Drew nods to the man before turning back to me and licking my face. "We'll continue this later, little birdie." He tells me as I wipe my face on my shoulder.
The room turns black again as Drew and the man leave. Suddenly I feel my dress starting to buzz. What the hell? It's buzzing right below the belt where there's a pocket with my phone. My phone! The idiots didn't find it!
I push myself through weird angles to get my phone and when I finally get it I'm just in time to answer. "Lucas?" I ask hopefully.
"Princess? Oh, thank god! Princess, where are you?" Comes his worried voice through the line.
"Lucas, I-I don't know. They took me." I start sobbing. I feel so weak not being able to do anything.
"Babe, it's going to be okay. Please don't cry, princess I'm gonna find you. What do you know, tell me everything!" He orders trying to calm me down.
"Some guy that's apparently named Drew drugged me at the party and brought me here. He tied me up to a chair in a dark room." I start trying not to sob. "I can't hear much but I think there's a church or something nearby because I can hear the bells."
"That's good princess tell me more." Lucas motivates me.
"The walls look old and it smells musky but there's a faint smell of smoke as in facto-" before I can continue the door opens and the light turns on revealing Drew.
"What the hell are you doing? What's that?" He demands running towards me.
"I love you." I tell Lucas before the phone is ripped away from me. I can faintly hear Lucas calling me but I'm not able to answer him as Drew throws my phone to a corner.
"I warned you I would punish you if you disrespected me!" He yells at me before hitting my face again. He then grabs my head and kisses me. I bite his lip hard making him bleed. "You bitch!" He shouts hitting me again but apparently he noticed that it didn't matter that he hit me because he started to touch me.
"No! Get your filthy hands off me. No, get away from me!" I scream at him as he moves his hands to my breasts I hit him with my head making him slap me again. This time he hits so hard that the chair flips and breaks underneath my weight I use the opportunity and hit him with a piece of wood.
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