Possessive

Chapter Three

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~Eliana's POV~

I wake up with a horrible pounding in my head. My memories wiggled their way of the mud in my mind and I sat upright. The room was pitch black and all I could hear was the faint dripping noise coming from what I assume the ceiling. Lightning flashed brilliantly and a clap of thunder followed. I snapped my head to the window and saw it pouring outside and that is what is probably causing the dripping.

A cold shiver ran down my spine and I brought my legs to my chest, hugging myself. I tilted my head back leaning on the wall and letting a tear trickle down my cheek. Why did this have to happen to me?  What if they kill me?

My thoughts were cut off when the jingling of a door to my left was heard. I quickly stand up to get away. I walk backward to just hit another wall. The door finally opens and the light from the hall illuminated the whole room. "Um..I need you to come with me." The anonymous man demanded but when I looked into his eyes I saw a hint of sorry but faded when he looked down, probably waiting for me to move.

I didn't move.

I refuse to follow orders from a stranger. For all, I know he could be taking me to get raped or worse. Get killed. No way. I shake my head and look down. Another roar of thunder was heard making me jump and whimper. I probably seem weak but how else am I supposed to feel when I've been kidnapped, knocked out for who knows how long, and stuck in a dark room on the cold floor.

"Listen, I was told to come get you and they told me if you disobeyed I'll have to force you." He said with his jaw clenched, he continued, "So move your ass so we can go and no one gets hurt." He raised his voice a bit.

This wasn't the same guy that kidnapped me, I could tell by his voice and his eyes. This one had blue eyes and thin lips which were pressed into a line the whole time. "Uh." I clear my throat and take a step forward. "O-okay." I stuttered and walked over to him nervously. He walked out before me assuming I'd follow him which I did. The hallway was very nice, pretty gold lights were all over the ceiling and the walls were a dark crimson color. Large paintings covered the walls. I followed the unknown man and turned right feeling the vibration under feet. I then heard club music which seemed to be coming from under me. Is there a club here?

We then stopped at a door hearing the quiet bickering of two men inside the room. Two loud knocks from the young man were placed on the door. The bickering stopped and couple seconds later the door swung open revealing a middle aged man. Maybe in his 40s.

"Ahh, the girl! Come in, come in." He gestured towards the door. I looked at him then glanced to my left seeing a staircase that could lead downstairs to the club. I thought over my choices. I could run down the stairs and possibly find a way outside and scream help or I could follow the man and who knows what will happen in that room.

A few seconds later, a throat is cleared by the man in the room. I look up at him staring at for a second, without even thinking I made a run for the stairs. "Get her Dave!" He shouted as I was about to make it to the stairs I felt strong arms wrap around my waist pulling me up. I scream and shout, kicking legs to get away from him. "I told you to listen" He whispered in my ear, walking back to the door. I finally give up and let him drag me inside the room. He tosses me on the couch and I sit up quickly wrapping my arms around my legs bringing them to my chest. I bit my bottom lip to keep myself from crying. I refuse to show my weakness to these horrible men.

"What's your name sweetheart?" The 40-year-old man asked me as I looked up at him with disgust. Who does he think he is? He kidnapped me and expects me to give him information about myself.