The reality of this situation felt waaaaay to unrealistic. Like how was I kidnapped ?
This was not a movie that might have a happy ending. This was real.
I could be killed, raped and god knows what else by the person who kidnapped me..... or persons.
I wondered if my parent realised I was missing yet. If my picture was in the news.
I felt a knot form in my throat but I refused to cry.
I still was unsure of what was happening so I tried to calm myself.
Maybe I was overreacting.
Maybe I was part of a stupid prank or something... my parents trying to teach me a lesson?
I couldn't be sure I was kidnapped...
Yet I knew in the back of my mind that I was being naive...
The sound of my belly growling snapped me out of my thoughts and I realized I was starving.
I mean I'm usually hungry but I guess I hadn't eaten anything since I was taken which I had no idea how long ago that was.
Just then I heard a slight noise that I would never had heard if it wasn't so dead silent in the stupid room.
I looked to to see a man walk through a door on the other side of the room which confused me cuz I could have sworn I was sitting next to the only thing in the room that looked like a door. Modern technology at its finest.
I snapped myself out of my own thoughts and tried to peek behind the man too see what was on the outside of the room I was in.
To my disappointment, I only caught a glimpse of what looked like a long hallway before the sliding door, slid shut again.
I now looked up to the man standing on the other side of the room.
He was tall and really pale but he looked like he spent a lot of time at the gym. Honestly he was kinda attractive but I knew that attractive man could have most likely be a serial killer or rapist, or phycho.
"How are you feeling?" He asked with his thick hispanic accebt.
"Hungry" I said without even thinking.
"You will be fed soon" was his response, which instantly pissed me of.
"Excuse me? Fed soon?? Am I an animal" I snapped at him, on my feet now not in that moment realising it probably wasn't a good idea to speak to a potentially dangerous man in that manner.
He said nothing.
Just then the sliding door disguised in the walls opened again this time an older man along with three other men stepped into the room. "She's a fiesty one Kev" the older man said making me roll my eyes and before I knew it one of the men was holding my arms behind many back and "Kev" was injecting me then my world went black..... AGAIN.
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Misteri / Thriller" "Ple-ase" I choked out, tears drenching my face. He laughed looking down on me and I felt sick as his breath made its way to my nostrils and I was hit with the strong scent of alcohol. He wrapped one of his hands around my neck and raised my chi...
