Heath's P.O.V
I felt something tug on the back of my neck before fully yanking me backwards and onto my back. As a steering pain shot up my spine, a pair of hands grabbed at my wrists. I attempted to thrash, though I soon realized my limbs were bound together by what resembled bondage tape. My head was pulled backwards, seeing a pair of saucer-sized, brown eyes staring at me. I let out a scream, immediately being smacked in the face by what I assumed to be duct tape. "Baby, stop yelling! I'm trying to drive and you're making it a lot harder than it has to be."
My eyes adjusted to the light that surrounded her matted, brown hair that was thrown on the top of her head in a bun. As she backed away, I realized she had placed me in what looked like a trunk. Going to leap up, or attempt to anyway, she let go of the rope on my neck to reveal a switchblade in her other hand.
I realized it must have been the following day as she was wearing the same outfit I saw her at the bar in- A black corset top underneath a matching black jacket, skinny jeans, and black high-heeled boots. She looked as though she was attempting to dress older for her age, as if to hide the fact that she couldn't be over eighteen.
Before I could try and scream, the trunk slammed on my head again, pushing me back into my back. I closed my eyes, clenching the fists that were bounded at my sides tightly. I began to feel the car moving again and slowly but surely, my throbbing migraine lulled me back to sleep.
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