The Unperfect Fairy Tale

chapter 1

Prologue:
When I was little I used to have this obsession of getting pregnant. At that point in my life I didn't even know how babies were made, that didn't matter to me though all I thought about was the tiny human I had to defend. Now, with this tiny human inside me, that is still all I can think about. I'd be damned if anyone tries to hurt us. When I was younger I could only rely on myself, and it seems that still holds true. I have too many demons to be relying on anyone else.

A shadow appears in the doorway, "What are you doing? I told you we have to leave. NOW. Grab you bags, let's go." This man can control a whole empire, but not me, I think that's why we don't get along to well. I look at him with a glare, but close my journal and comply, I grab my bags and we're off to yet another country to hide.

Facing you're inner demons can be hard, try facing your outer ones at the same time.

Chapter 1:
I was on my way home from work- I was so peppy because I just got a great new job right out of college-when I started to hear cat calls. It was late in the evening so I got scared. I quickened my pace until I became upon a busier part of the city.

Then out of nowhere I was grabbed.

I started kicking and screaming. No one heard me. How the heck do you not hear a screaming girl yelling HELP!

"What the..." I looked up to see a guy finally noticing me being abducted. He tried to grab me and get me a away from the two jerks-who put up a mean fight-but he out up an even better fight.

"This one is ours, get your own," I wasn't really sure how to interpret that, was I like a prostitute to him? Or just another one of his victims. I didn't really want to waste time to decide right now so I tried to get up and run, but as soon as I did I got a blow right on my cheek. I instantly fell.

When I woke up a guy was standing by the bed I was in. I got startled and started to cry, the man turned around and started to walk towards me, his face looking like he was sad or maybe he felt sorrow for me. He was quite a good looking man though-he looked couple years older than me; maybe 26 or 27, he had dirty blonde hair and icy green eyes-but I didn't want to think about that right now, or ever. Considering what he did to me last night. I couldn't remember anything and that made it even worse.

"Are you okay?" he said with sympathy in his eyes.

"Get away from me! Just let me go I won't tell any one." Won't tell anyone my but. "Please don't hurt me." I couldn't believe I was begging but what else was I supposed to do when a guy is approaching you and you are in a bed, helpless.

He put his hands up, "I didn't do any thing to you last night, except for beating those guy's ass. You tried to run but they hit you and you got knocked out, I didn't know where you lived so I brought you back to my place, I didn't really know where else to take you."

"Just to be clear, I didn't..those guys didn't..?" I was almost attended by they way he chuckled. Like I was just stating the obvious.

"No, you did not," he said, and rubbed the back of his neck. "This might sound a little weird but I have to get to work, but I don't think you are in the condition to be left alone, so I am having one of my bodyguards watch you."I think he may have seen the stressed out look on my face "Don't worry, he will stay out of your business, if you need food or water or any thing just yell for him,"

"Oh, it's okay you don't have to have him come here, I have to get to work myself, and it's a new job so I can't afford to be late!" I said as I started to scramble to get my things when. Man, my head really hurts. I heard him say something "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"Where do you work?" he had a small smile on his face that made him even more attractive, oh, who am I kidding this guy was was a complete hunk! "Umm...The New Yorks," I said while I closed my eyes trying to concentrate on my headache I had. When I heard him chuckle, I opened my eyes "What's so funny?"

"Well... I actually work there myself. Anyway, I do really have to go and don't worry about you missing work, I'll take care of it," with smirk on his lips and amusement in his eyes he asked "What's your name?" I really didn't expect that and I wasn't sure if I wanted to answer that question because I still wasn't quite sure what had happened the night before. This guy could have raped me, he could have tortured me, I could be pregnant for all I know.

"Umm...tell me yours first, there is still a chance you could of me held me against my will here, I could of been drugged for all I know. I think you should tell me first..No! Wait let me see an ID that way I know your name is legit," his eyes hardened and showed wariness but he quickly covered it up. He handed me his ID, his name was Bryson Taylor, 27 year old male and he's a registered organ donor. "My name Madeline James, but you can call me Maddie."

And just like that, he was out the door. Before I could even say bye or when he was going to be back. The bodyguard came in and asked what my name was, then he left. A little while later I was hungry so I walked out to the kitchen. He was in the living room. "What do you need?" He asked, "Mr. Taylor told me to not let you get out of bed. Whatever you need I will bring it too you." He got off the couch and came to the kitchen. He looked at me his eyes roaming all over. I felt uncomfortable under his intense stare. The bodyguard started to walk my way. I backed up when he got to close. I didn't realize what was really happening until he hit me. "What the heck do you think you are doing?" God, now my jaw hurt. His eyes were coated over with hunger and lust. And right then I new there was no escape. I struggled so hard, twisting and turning, I even tried to kick him in the balls he grabbed my foot put it down on the bed and stomped on it. HARD! I screamed out in pain, because once again people where going to do what they want to me and then leave me. Before I could let out another scream the blackness took over.