Vicious

Suffocating

Did you ever here of the story about the guru who taught his student a very valuable lesson. Well it just so happened that a young man went to the guru telling him he wanted to become successful in life just like the guru himself. The guru agreed and took him to a beach, and into the deep water. Soon after the guru dropped his head in the water. He held him down, and was holding him under. The man was scratching, clawing, fighting to get up. The guru kept him down under water. And just before the young man was about to pass out the guru raised him up. He asked him "I got a question for you. When you were under water, what was the only thing you wanted to do? More than anything?". The young man replied "I wanted to breathe". The guru laughed and said "the day you want to succeed as bad as you want to breathe, that is the day you will indeed become successful". 

Now that is a very touching story, but honestly I am trying to get to the point that I CAN'T BREATH! There is something on my mouth which I think is tape, and it is blocking my air way. I try to move my hands and feet but they are tied up, by a rope I think because whenever I try to move my arms they start to burn. Judging from the fact that I am obviously sitting on something, I'm on a chair. I can't really tell because wherever I am it is pitch black

Somebody opens the door and I am blinded by the sudden burst of light.

"Mghhhff" I say.
"Sorry, here let me" said a rough voice.

I gasp for air as the man takes the tape off of my mouth.

" Who are you? Where did you bring me? Let me go, you don't kn-".

Just then a tall figure with an expression of pure anger comes through the door way. His perfectly chiseled face, with dark blue eyes that you could fall into were menacing. He was in a suit, and judging from the way it was tailored it was branded. His brown hair was gelled back to perfection.

He came directly in front of my face, and something told me that he wasn't happy. Probably because I was yelling at the top of my lungs, god I am such an idiot. He slammed both his hands on the wall behind me, caging me in between.

"Shut. Up. And be aware I am only going to say this once" he said with stern voice.

For some reason, the fact that his face was only mere inches apart from mine was comforting. Not in the way that I feel safe, but it was something. I couldn't stop staring at his lips, oh how perfectly they were shaped.

No Haze, FOCUS. This man over here is dangerous.

"Stephen, please. She's probably just scared" said the boy who took the tape off my mouth.

I didn't notice before but he was a blond. Now usually blonds have blue eyes, judging from past experience of course. But his were brown. Huh that's funny.

"Well than tell her to stay quite and be scared. I'm working and I don't tolerate...disturbance around my work environment" the man said.

Wait a minute. Disturbance! He was the one who held me here, and that to be without my consent. Oh my god, was I kidnapped? Yes I was! And look at the nerve of him telling me to shut up, because my logical screaming was a disturbance around his work environment.

"Excuse me?" I said with a hint of sarcasm to my voice. "I am a disturbance. You have got to me kidding me".

"Umm, look I wouldn't say anything if I were you" said the blond boy.

"Oh? And what is going to happen if I put my point of view in front of you-you bloody kidnapper's! If you didn't already know Canada is a free country. And look here mister, you have no right to keep me here without my will, and have me tied up! For god's sake this is complete-"

The sudden shock of a glass vase breaking in to a million pieces in front of me cut me off. I looked up to see that the man who was right in front of me just seconds ago, was now to my right. He had an even angrier expression on his face now, and his hands were clenched into tight fists. He looked as if ready to murder me, and the just thought of being murdered by him sent shivers down my spine.

"Stephen, I-uh. I think you should go, I will talk to her. I promise she won't disturb you now" said the blond boy, who stood directly in front of me hiding me from the angry man.

The man, whose name I assume is Stephen left without a word. Boy did he seem angry, I swear if I said another word he would have found the next closest thing near him and smashed it on me.

The blond boy turned around abruptly, and smirked.

As he leaned down he said "you really have a death wish don't you".

"I'm sorry, what?" I said in a soft voice.

"Talking back to Steph over there, isn't a really good idea. Oh my apologizes, you have no idea who we are do you? The name's Rob, and that over there is my boss Stephen Adela. He has a bit of a temper, but as long as he gets what he wants he's usually fine".

I don't know why but the whole episode with Mr. Adela and all, sort of shook me. No one has ever gotten that angry with me, and even if they did they didn't through glass objects at me. My eyes started to get glassy. Oh I hated when that happened, I never cry in front of anybody. I hate it, because it makes me feel weak.

I look away from Rob to avoid looking at him in the eye.

"Oh. Wait don't cry. He won't hurt you, he was just angry" said Rob in a caring voice.

For some reason the way he tried to assure me that the man Mr. Adela won't hurt me, seemed forced.

"Where am I? Please I just want to go home. If you want money than just-just call my dad, he'll give you whatever you want. Just let me go, please" I pleaded with teary eyes.

Rob sighed and said "Look, Hazel. I-you can't go. At least not yet. The reason that you are here will be explained later on, it's just that you are important to us. No body here will hurt you, I will make sure of that personally. You're going to be moved out of this stupid basement, and you're going to have your own room. God I don't even know what Stephen was thinking, you aren't his enemy that you should be locked up over here".

Somehow he really seemed concerned. He reminded me of Jacob. Oh how I missed him, and Mom and Dad, and even Caroline. I never thought that this would happen but I actually really missed them. I need them now more than ever, because the thought of not going home from here was starting to worry me.

I didn't like this Stephen Adela one bit. He gave me the creeps. Although he was one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen.

Oh snap out of it Hazel.

I don't know why, but I started to cry again. I was sobbing out loud now, and the worst part was no one was there to help me. Oh how did I get myself stuck in this mess?

What do you guys think? How do you think that this Stephen Adela guy is working out? I promise to have more scenes of Stephen and Hazel next chapter, but for my sake please VOTE AND COMMENT!!!