Okay guys, I'm bouncing around stories and going to write a lot this week. I'm really sorry I haven't been on the ball like I said I would but studying for AP exams next month is kicking my ass. This story is going to be a straight forward romance because I've been reading romance on here, and some of them suck. Please be nice guys but comments are always lovely, if there are things you think I should add, just message me or do what you do. Also if you have a better name for this story please tell me. Enjoy.
Surprise, Surprise
By Zombiegirl084
Chapter 1
Today, we run.
I ran. The past few minutes before I started running had been a complete blur, actually as I ran they were still a complete blur. I guess the whole situation had started a few hours before, but for now I ran. Let the records show that I’m a fairly big girl, and I’ve got curves. So I have been running for three minutes straight at my top speed. No matter how much adrenaline I had, those killed me. From my house to the five blocks down the street, I ran so fast I would have made my old gym teachers proud. By the time ran into the alley, my vision was narrowed and filled with spots, I was panting like a woman giving birth and I was sweating so hard I was beginning to freeze from the breeze cooling me down. You might think that I needed to work out more, but let me tell you something, not every curvy woman like myself could be Katniss freaking Everdean here. As I sat on the dirty ground, the water on the pavement seeping into my sweats, I am totally content with dying. Yeah… That sounds pretty fantastic right now. My breath was nearly back in my lungs when the man showed up. I didn’t fight when he covered my mouth with the cloth, I didn’t really want to. As I faded into unconsciousness, I welcomed the blissful blackness with open arms.
*Flash back*
It was nine pm, I already took my shower and antidepressants with my pajamas (consisting of purple sweat pants and an old t-shirt) donned. By the time I woke up a few hours later, about eleven, my laptop was open, my cat, a tuxedo named Muffins, licking some ice-cream off of my cheek and the empty container of said ice-cream on the floor. Happy birthday to me, I guess. I am so glad I was cleaning up in the pantry when they broke in, them seeing me with Muffins licking my face would have been completely embarrassing. The door creaked open, which was weird because my parents were working, and if my friends wanted to come over they would have opened the door leading into the pantry. With that thought I looked around and it was still locked, and no one was there. I glanced back around the corner to see who it was, I didn’t expect the four extremely tall and buff masked men. I didn’t breathe as they started to take my stuff, putting my laptop, charger, cat toys, slippers, even the bra I took off before I even took my shower and just kind of left it on the floor near the sofa, all stuffed into a bag. They even took Muffins, who screeched like the warrior he is and clawed one of the masked men right in the balls. Bad guy number one looked over and saw me and started to move toward me. Call me selfish, but I ran. Bolting from the back door, leaving poor Muffins behind and all my stuff being stuffed into a bag. I ran until I saw that alley and gave up, hearing two pairs of footsteps behind mine.
*Present time*
My head was fuzzy as I woke up on the plush pillow, the comfy blanket caressing my aching body. What had happened? I shook my head and slowly sat up, remembering the events of last night before. Where am I? It was dark so I slowly made my way off the bed and started to walk on the soft carpet until I found a wall. I followed the wall until I reached a door and a light switch, turning the handle revealed that it was locked so I went for the light. Dear goddess lights hurt. It was a small room, with bags that resembled the ones the masked men had stuffed in a corner, there was a bed which was about the size of my own, and there was also a dresser that had a cat cage beside it, of which contained Muffins looking pathetically up at from. Automatically I ran over and pulled him from the cage, petting his glossy fur till he purred and drooled a bit.
“I missed you my baby boy…” I stated as I looked around the room. There was no window and the walls were stainless white, along with the sheets and blanket, and the damned soft carpet. Who had carpet this luxurious? Once Muffins was a huge lump of drooling ecstasy, I made my way back to the door and knocked softly. Footsteps could be heard almost immediately after and soon I heard the door unlock right before it opened. A man walked in—dear Mother Nature he was gorgeous –and I stared up at him. Muffins tensed in my arms as he glared and hissed at the stranger, some drool dropping onto my shirt and some spit out at him. “Um,” I say in a broken whisper, “where am I?”
The man bowed and looked me in the eyes before answering, “We are sorry your Majesty, but you are in one of the holding cells as you wait for your informant to arrive.” His voice, oh my —that voice, it was fresh honey, deep and rich.
“What did you just call me?” I asked, stepping back slightly as Muffins took a half-hearted bat of his paw at the stranger.
“Oh, would ‘your Highness’ be a better title for you?”
“Title for what?”
He grinned devilishly, “You’ll know shortly my Queen.” And with that, he left the room and relocked the door, allowing me privacy as I sat on the incredibly fluffy bed.
“Muffins… What in the hell did you get us into?”
I hope you all liked it, stay sassy my friends.
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