Sickening

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((Possible trigger warning for this chapter! Mature subject matter! Read at own risk!))

I had been walking for about five minutes but nothing had really happened. I did hear rustling in an alleyway but it was just a cat. To be honest I wasn't sure whether to be happy or disappointed. Part of me hoped that he would never come out and another part of me hoped that it would just hurry up and get finished with.

I came to another fork in the road. The straight path was lit by street lamps while the two side paths were much darker, only lit by the pale moonlight glow. I took a deep breath and turned left, ignoring all the voices in my head telling me to turn back. The sensible part of me that had survival instincts. My determination was stronger than all those thoughts.

"Why couldn't I have been stuck with a normal master?" I mumbled quietly, kicking a pebble away from my path.

It wasn't even two minutes later when something pounced from the darkness and shoved my small body against the brick wall that was to my right side.

"Aah-" I squeaked out in pain as my body hit the damp wall, my arms instantly being pinned above my head in one of my captors hands, the other over my mouth to silence me.

"You're going to be a quiet, good girl and come with me now. Isn't that right?" The man showed a sick grin that was easy to make out, even in the dark.

I shook my head no, pretending to struggle in his grasp, my brows furrowing in worry. He just chuckled and wrapped something cold around my wrists- a chain I assume. I began to actually worry. It wasn't an act anymore. I didn't want him to take me. But he had to. And as I was dragged away, I knew it was all real. I had to have faith that I would be saved. The shadow of a fallen angel watched from the darkness, one I knew as Sebastian.

Okay Sebastian... It's up to you now.

I closed my eyes and stopped struggling against the man as we reached a carriage. He swung my body around and showed me to a masked man. The masked man nodded and that was that. Darkness followed. I assume they put a blindfold on me and threw me in the back of their carriage but I couldn't tell. I was numb with fear.

Okay (Y/N)... Worst comes to worst and you can call Alistair to come and save you... Right? Yeah, exactly. You will be fine.

The whole way to the mysterious place I was trying to convince myself that I would be okay but then my mind would turn around and somehow convince me that I should run away or else I would perish. I didn't have time to come to a distinctive choice because the carriage door slamming open snapped me to my senses. I felt hands on my body, my hips, my shoulders, my waist, my hair. I heard whispers, but they weren't soothing or soft.

When the blindfold was removed I found myself seated in a room alone with a man in his forties, maybe early fifties. His graying hair was slicked back with thick oil, dark eyes seemed to call to me across the room, whispering his guilty pleasures to me. A perverted smile curled the corners of his mouth upwards.

"Hello pretty lady. Oh wow! Now that I can see your eyes I must say they are absolutely captivating~" He seemed to swoon over me, becoming flustered upon instant glance.

Great. I think I know what this sicko has been doing with all the girls he's taken... Ugh...

I gagged in my mouth a bit at the thought of his large hands touching me or trying to make me do things.

"Wh-what is this? Why am I here?!" My eyes darted around the room, trying to look for clues. But the room was empty aside from the table and chairs we were seated at. There was only one door as far as I could see.

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