The Hunted

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Hey guys I started this book because I wanted to. I really don't know if I should make it into an actual book so give me feedback on it, and vote if you like. I'm kind of a beginning writer so yea. You can talk to me on profile or private message me. I didn't put a description yet, but I will soon. Share this with other wattpad member if you like, this is just a prologue. It will get to the point soon, so if your confused now, don't worry, you'll get it soon enough. Just saying, she will not be kidnapped like the other ones. I'm telling too much... even though it might seem like she got kidnapped. I'll shut up and let you read... thank you! Vote and comment!

Glasses clinking, music loud, bodies against each other is all I can make out. I'm rubbing on something, more like someone. I dance wildly and enjoy the upbeat tempo forming in my ears. How many bottles have you drank? I don't know. Does it matter? Nope. Everything is a blur, but I keep moving. Hands touch me, but I don't pay attention. I look at my watch: 3:16 a.m. I sigh, knowing that even if I'm drunk(which I terribly am), I'm aware that I have to head home. Mom and dad are probably going to kill me and look if I got pregnant, so might as well have a good sleep for it. Cold lips touch my neck and I quickly pull away, stumbling as I get to the exit of the house. So many drunks....... Who evers' parent's house this was, had a shit load to clean in the morning.

I got out and a cold gust hits my face and I take a breath of it. I stare at the luminous moon and then stumble to my car. I lazily put the keys into the ignition,missing it like 5 times. My head is spinning. Drunk driving... not allowed. The warning flashes in my head, and disappears before I could even process it's meaning. I start the car and drive off, almost hitting another car.

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My eyes get heavy, but I force them open for the sake of not getting into an accident.Your a good driver, this your second party of the year. You proved your not a good girl. Your free and wild and awesome and......... Sleep is what I desire..... please. I swerve a little, but return to the road. I give myself a little laugh. How come I didn't get arrested. I've been driving for like 10 minutes. Stupid police.... how about..... I let out a loud sigh.Sleep is very important...... you know you want it.... just let your self slip away...... All you have to do is let go and stop fighting it....... that's all....I agree with the voice. I close my eyes, let my body shut down slowly, and not caring of what happens next. The last I hear is a boom.

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