--- Troye's POV ---
I came to the startling realization that my reality was not even remotely similar to my dream. I quickly grasped the concept that I was MAJORLY hungover. But this time, the hangover was weird. I felt weak and everything hazier than normal. It felt as if I had been drugge-- wait. Was I drugged? Suddenly, I became aware of my unfamiliar surroundings.
"Where am I?" I thought. But that was not the only unfamiliar thing. There was a person behind me. I slowly turned around praying that when I turned around I would be looking into the comforting face of my best friend. But when I turned around, I was not looking at Tyler, I was looking at a strange man. I stifled a gasp when I realized my dangerous situation.
His arms were also wrapped around me, but not in a warm, comforting way. In a bitterly cold, restricting way. As I tried to move out of his locked grip, I winced as a shooting pain ran up my arm.
The man shifted from behind me. For some reason, I had a troubling feeling that this man was not a safe person, and that I was in danger. I held my breath hoping he would fall back asleep. I wouldn't be so lucky.
He woke up and did not look nearly as confused as I probably did. I could feel my eyes widen in fear as he got out of bed without even taking a second look at me.
"This is my chance to get out of here" I told myself.
As I raised myself out of the cold, uninviting bed, I felt more pain spread through my body.
"What is happening to me?" I wondered.
I looked down and saw dozens of bruises and scratches littering my body.
"Oh my god..." I thought as memories from last night came flooding back.
FLASHBACK:
It was just a normal night at the club. Tyler and I were drunk and dancing, having the best time. We would laugh with each other and at each other and were having a blast. After a while, Tyler left to go back to the bar for another drink. I continued dancing when a man came up to me. He started talking, but I couldn't hear him. I motioned him to come to the bathroom, so I could hear him better.
"Oh! Wait, you forgot your drink" he said to me, chuckling.
"Oohhh I forgott I hadd a drinkkk" I slurred while taking the drink from him and taking a sip. That's the last thing I remember from the club.
I woke up in a room, but I was not in the club anymore. I had no idea where I was. As I tried to get up, I felt a hand pushing me down roughly. It was the man from the club.
"Where am I? Who are you?" I asked him.
"Well, that's not exactly the way to thank a person for taking care of you, is it?" he said, his voice instantly petrifying me.
"Let me go. I want to go home." I stated, my voice quivering with sudden fear.
I struggled to get up, but once I did I felt dizzy and out of focus.
"What's going on?" I thought as I suddenly realized that I had been drugged. The drink. He gave me a drink. He drugged me.
I whipped around to face the man who was wearing a terrifying smirk on his face.
"Didn't anyone teach you not to take drinks from strangers?" he snickered, walking closer to me.
I backed up in fear and felt the back of my knees hit a table.
"Don't come any closer. I swear I will call the police." I reached into my pocket and gripped my phone.
He continued walking closer to me and laughed.
"Don't even think about it." he stated. And that was when he hit me. I fell to the ground from shock and looked up at his menacing face. He kicked me until I couldn't feel any more, and for the second time, I blacked out.
END OF FLASHBACK
"I have to get out of here..." I thought to myself, staring at my damaged body.
--- A/N ---
Hey guys! So, yeah....that was a pretty sad scene to right. Once again, I hope no one EVER has to experience this (see author's note in beginning of the book). ALSO, I am not going to make Tyler and Troye fall in love right away, just because I think that is unrealistic. But, I hope you guys are liking it so far! AND PLEASE COMMENT/VOTE cause I have no idea if anyone is even reading at this point....so yeah. I really hoped you guys are reading and will carry on reading :)XOXO <3
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Life's a Climb (Troyler)
FanfictionTroye and Tyler are always willing to take care of each other. That's what best friends are for! But, will it turn into something more? (bad at descriptions, but still please read!!)