The Real Me?

Chapter 2

I wake up to a cold and wet pain in my wrists. I look over to see the man from before was cleaning my wrists. I wince as the pain grew stronger and stronger. Finally, I whisper "Oww" as he looks up at me. "Please don't kill me!! I don't know who I am or what this is, I'm so scared!!" I say as I'm balling my eyes out.

"Shh," He says with a small grin. "Stop crying, im not going to hurt you" he whispers as he looks deep into my eyes, still grinning. He then looks back at my wrists, now wrapping them in small bandages. My muscles tense up, as I lay back closing my eyes, to hold back my tears.

I soon drift back to sleep, only to feel him. Again. I look up shocked as he rolls up my shirt just enough to see my belly button. "What are you doing?" I say, scared half to death. "Just sit still and be quiet". I do what he say afraid of any torture he could possibly do. I bite my cheek trying to hold back from crying. Its no use, and as soon as I do I feel him just stand up and roll my shirt back down. Im sorry I won't cry again! Please don't hurt me!!" as I say he chuckles a little and smiles down at me in a friendly yet little flirty kind of way. " I already told you I wasn't going to hurt you, didn't I? It's ok to cry. But can you tell me why your crying.?"

"You're hurting my stomach and wrists and all of me hurts and I don't know why!! I don't know who I am or who you are or how I got here or even where I am!!" I scream blurting all of my questions and feelings out at him. 

'I'll tell you what. After im finished up with your bruises and whatever hurts, then we can go eat and you can ask me all of your questions. Does that sound good?" He looks at me questionably. "Ok" I say in a scared voice.

A couple hours pass and here I am. Scared to move or talk until he's done. He then looks at me from bottom to top. A whimper left my lips as he stares at me for a couple minutes. "God she's so beautiful! He thought while biting his lips. I snap back into reality and pick her up to the couch.

Claires P.O.V

He picks me up so delicately. Bringing me to a couch. "Are you hungry?" he asks with a worried tone in his voice. I nod my head very slightly. He then walks into the kitchen and pulls out a pizza box from his really expensive looking fridge, and a bottle of water. As he sets it in front of the couch on his coffee table he looks back at me and sits down only a couple inches away from me. "Ask any questions you want" he says. "Who are you? Where am I? How old am I? How old are you? Why don't I remember anything.?" I blurt out in a soft tone. He chuckles and says "My name is Gabe Stac. You are at my house. Im pretty sure you are 17 or 18. I am 22. And, you have amnesia." I start to cry not knowing anything. He puts his hand on my knee and says "I found you unconscious in an abandoned car in an alley way. You were bleeding and you had a broken leg. You were going to suffocate if I hadn't come. You had ropes on your wrists that I tried to cut off. And you had a concussion, probably caused by a fall. I called my driver to come quick and help you out of the car and into mine. Now we're here"

"Im.. so scared..."

Then there was a faint ringing in my ears as my eyes go black.