I was awoken by words screaming in my head. Am I alive? Whats happening? This bed smells different almost like french lavender.I hastily opened my eyes to be surrounded by pitch darkness. Where was I? As I tried to lift myself from the spacious mattress but a sharp pain shot across my whole organism. My body collapsed back on the silky sheets. I tried to place my left head on my throbbing head but was stopped my a clutter of cold steel trapping my wrist.
Did someone kidnap me? The common thing to do was to scream but I've watched so many movies on this, if I do I'll only alert the kidnappers I'm awake. Plus I'm sure Im in some isolated area. They probably used a drug cause I don't remember how I got here and if the pain pulsing through my body is a result of me fighting back, I'm sure I fought back."you're finally awake", a voice stilled the pain running across my body for only a second.
Who are you? What am I doing here? And how long have I been out? Were the questions I was longing to say but they never reached my tongue. Instead I sat there frozen in my position not wanting to breath in the fear lingering in the room.until i heard a sound of boots moving slowly in the darkness followed by a nick jonas song i guessed in the background.
"welcome to the nest, wasn't really expecting any visitors", a voice sounded in the colorless room. " do you handcuff all your visitors". i responded only to given a slight ( quite) sexy chuckle. " all the time princess but at least they leave the next morning" , he replied and i swear i could hear him smirk in the pitch darkness. i tried asking for hes identity but he gave me a stupid response hes answer being a little birdy around the block.
" so did you rape me or something cause my body hearts", i asked but silent answered until i felt a warm presence hovering over my face, next warm air tickling neck sending my body on overdrive. why the fuck do feel this way even when ive never met the guy, little i know he could be some 40 year old man. " trust me if i had sex with you, you would have remembered", hes husky voice sang around my ear before reaching my brain a few moments later. hes warm presence then disappeared leaving my body cold but a particular area throbbing. what the fuck body you've never met this guy and you are already turned by hes voice.
"so... so how lon..", i started before being rudely cut off." oh princess we cant talking about that we have barely met". instead of telling him off i my face just seem to burn( ah betrayed by the body once again. i tried asking how long i've been here again but wasn't ready for the answer.
" a year"
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The Jokers daughter
FanfictionPrincess Disaster ( her dad gave her that one) Quindale is the one and only daughter of her deranged parents Harley Quinn and the sinister Joker. After refusing to join the 'family business' she embarks on her a dangerous journey where everything sh...