Held Captive By My Future Love? [NovaHD]

Chapter 1- Car Problems

Damn, they don't sell Sour Patch Kids here. 

As I left the candy aisle, I walked to the refrigerators, eyeing the soda's. Damn, I'm fucking thirsty. I grabbed a Pepsi Max, turned and made my way to the counter, grabbing some Stride gum and Skittles once I got there. As the young lady was ringing me up, I checked my phone. 

3 MISSED CALLS

Eddie

Shit, Eddie's probably worried sick about where I am because of the snow. Just as I went to call him back, I felt a tap on my shoulder. 

"Excuse me sir? That'll be $4.73." 

I gave the young lady a $5 bill, got my change, and grabbed the bag of things as I headed out of the store. Zipping up my jacket, I started to walk through the foot of snow falling down so I could reach my car at the end of the street.

Omce I reached the car and found the keys, I opened the door, but only after, of course, I fumbled with the keys for a minute. I opened the door, sat down, and immediately turned on the heater. I decided to wait for the car to heat up before I start driving.

After 5 minutes of waiting, and drinking my Pepsi Max, I started to drive down the street slower than an 80 year old. The car started to make some weird noises, and I felt it start to sink. I pulled over behind a car on the sidewalk, and got out to see smoke coming out of the hood of the car. 

"Hey man, you look like you into some deep shit AND snow right now. You need some help?"

The guy in the car in front of me had rolled down his window and started to talk to me. He lifted up the hood to my car and made his way over to me.

"Hey there, doll face. What seems to be the problem?" The stranger walked around the entire car and made his way over to me.

"Unless you can pull a tow truck outta your ass, then move along buddy." I  opened the door to my car to get my phone and started to dial the phone number for the tow truck service until I felt a sharp object beginning to pierce my thigh.

A voice whispered in my ear. "Fucking scream and I'll cut your tongue off. Start walking bitch," the stranger spurted, "and don't even think about running away."

He pushed me toward the nearest alley way, and gave me this look. "Oh hell yea, the Cookie Monster is gonna have fun with you tonight."

I gulped and turned to see him pull something out his back pocket, which he then started to put some sort of liquid on it. He turned to speak to me while putting the item, a rag, in my face, and said,

"Hey, do you think this smells like chloroform?"