I groaned ,turning over .Then shot up unexpectedly .I was lying on a king sized bed .Its silky covers tangled round me .My hair was stuck to my face .
Another dream had haunted me .It was blurry again .Willow was screaming at someone ,he had a deep, murderous laugh .Then her ropes were slashed and he picked her up .Then I woke up .
I don't fully wake up though .I was still living a nightmare .Or was I ? The room was tinted lilac .With my bed covers matching .Something shifted besides me ...I turned .
Crystal irises stared back at me .A scream climbed up my dry throat .But something about his stare warned me not to .His arms were crowded with bold tattoos ,snakes ,wolves ,forest,daggers.
I shuffled backwards .His eyes bore into my soul .I choked as many words tried to escape my lips .But none came out .His messy hair was the darkest shade of black .Hanging in his eyes.
His features were strong and intimidating .But his eyes were the most dominant .Staring at me like I was a mirror .Then I realised .He wasn't wearing a top .I couldn't help but stare ...Muscles stretched the marble skin.Broad shoulders and a massive six pack .His face showed no expression .
"W-who are you ?" He assessed me for a moment .Then leaned forward and touched my cheek .
"It doesn't matter who I am ,only that you belong to me " Them without a word .He was gone ,locking the door behind .His fingers lingered on my cheek .
Now it was official ,I was trapped by psychopaths ,cute ,weird ,good looking psychopaths .
It tuck me a while but I finally emerged from the bed .Then froze .Silk brushed my legs .A purple nightie was hugging my curves .It didn't cover me fully .
I looked around the room .It would be a comfort to me if I wasn't in this situation .A tall floor to ceiling book shelf ,wardrobe and the bed .Cosy but nice .
I ran over to the wardrobe .It was packed with clothes .Jeans skirts dresses party clothes .It tuck my breath away in more ways than one .
Why would someone who kidnapped me ? Pack a wardrobe full ? It just didn't make sense .Who's clothes were they ? Previous stolen girls ?
I banged my fist in fury .Why were my questions not been answered ?
I pulled out the wardrobe draws and found more and more bags under the bed.In total there were 34 bags .Scrambling in them I found brushes,dryers and makeup .Then it started to get weird .Old books and photos .Then something caught my eye.
Under the bed ...a shoe box .It was covered in dust and bashed about .
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I opened its thin cover and gazed at what I found .A single picture lay in the bottom stained and thin .
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It was a girl ,older than me .I stared at the marks down her face .Deeply imbedded in her skin .I turned the photo over .
Marlene 12th December
Marlene ?
Who was she ? And why was she under the bed ? Was this her room her clothes her things ? Was she kidnapped to ? What coursed those marks ?
I dropped the photo and shoved it deep under the bed .Looking at the clothes in a new light .Who was she ?
-------Authors Note -----------------------
I know this was short but I hoped you liked it . ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️The next chapter will be published shortly
