Helpless

I wake up in a bed that's not mine in a room I don't recognize. How did I get here? Than last nights events come rushing back. I was walking at two in the morning. Flashback. "my parents are fighting AGAIN at the same time as always I can't take it anymore. I open my window up and climb out of the room. Thank God it's only a one story house. Coming times like this you learn to appreciate these little details. I start walking aimlessly like usual. Then I feel like I'm being watched. You know that feeling when you feel shivers down your spine and the hairs on the back of your neck rise? yeah that feeling. I keep on walking and turn around the only thing I see is a red truck that's parked father down in the street. I must be imagining stuff. I mean it's two in the morning, every single damn thing is pitch black. And also every living soul is asleep right now except my small typical family consisting of the perfect daughter and the hardworking father and mother. Only difference is that I'm not perfect, my parents aren't hardworking and we so aren't a happy family neither typical. I get that feeling again of being watched. I stop walking. When I turn around the red truck is right behind me and as I'm about to scream a guy comes behind me and covers my mouth with white cloth and I start getting sleepy. Last thing I see is that were pulling off and I'm in the back seat of a double cabin truck with four other guys." End of flashback. How could I be so stupid to go out asst that time with not a single weapon for self defense. I sit up slowly because I believe that waking up to the drug they gave me is like having a bad hangover and right now I'm not in the mood to have a headake. I got one either way damn. I get up carefully to not worsen it. I walk over to the door of the room. Locked, of course what did you expect you got kidnapped for God's sake! I wonder through the room and look through the drawers and find all types of clothing. I take some black booty shorts with blue suspenders and a tight spaghetti strap shirt. What! It's the most decent clothing I could find when all the other things showed my ass and my belly. I go to the bathroom and take a shower. Thank God that took my headake away and I feel stable now. The next question is where the fuck am I and why the fuck am I here, and oh! Who the hell kidnapped me . I get dressed and brush my hair. I didn't wash it because before I tried to sleep I washed and blow dried it so, yeah. I get out of the bathroom and as I sit on the bed someone opens the door to the room and pokes his head in.

                       Chapter 2

A guy that looks around 18 yrs old comes in the room. And if you're wondering my age is 14 I turned them a month ago. The guy has jett black hair with blue streaks in it and bangs hovering over his left eye. He also has tan skin and really deep bright blue eyes. "Looks like you up" he says and he closes the door and sits beside me. I move over so I'm all the way opposite from him. "Don't run away! I won't bite you, I'm not an animal, or at least not now!" He says in a whiney voice and comes and sits beside me even closer than before and puts a hand around my waist before I can move away again. "No don't run away again I like your presence around me and your sweet soft skin" he says. I'm really uncomfortable taking in account that I evade any human contact whatsoever. That's mainly why I flinch when he moves even closer to me. "So my name is Ethan what'syour name love?" I take a while to answer. "Why should I tell you?" I reply in almost a whisper. "Ok than, if you tell me your name I will only ask you one other question and then that's it" he is such a bribe but it's a pretty good offer so I decide to tell him my name "It's hope" I can see the satisfaction at my choice in his eyes." Ok darling, now the one last question I want to ask you is if you're a virgin". What question is that!! But I know better than to not answer so I just do." Yes"." Ok than thanks love". He says as he gets up and signals me to get up and follow him and I do so without a second thought. Last thing I want is to get my kidnapper mad. In the movies and stuff the actress tries to get away but fails, get her kidnappers mad, and she gets a worse treatment than before. So I rather not. Plus he's being really nice I don't want to change that. We walk out the door and through a big as hell hallway. These people are freaking rich as hell! We go down a marble staircase that has a golden rail and a black carpet just half the size of the steps just down the middle of them. I take back my comments . These people are not rich, they're fucking billionaires! And this is not a mantion, this is a freaking palace!!! We turn a corner and go into a bedroom. It's three times as big as the room I was in. There's four guys sitting Indian style on the carpeted floor talking. "guys" Ethan says and they turn around to face us "here's the girl her name is hope" he finishes and leaves into the kitchen with one of the guys.   When they come back Ethan says"hope this is Erik" I awkwardly put my head up"hi"I say in a quiet voice a little bit above a wisper.