blind//completed

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Star's POV

Who could that be? I didn't remember expecting anyone at this time. Atleast in my opinion.

"Jackie?" Great. I could use a little bit of my eyesight for this. And who's Jackie? Never heard of her before

Oh well. The least I could do was turn my head to the direction of where the sound was coming from and so I did. Nothing really interesting was happening exept for the fact that they were just probably talking.

Just as I was about to turn my head back to the front, I froze in my place as I heard 'Jackie' acknowledge me. I thought she'd never see me here.

"Who is that?" She said with disguist in her tone.

"That's Star. Star, this is my girlfriend, Jackie." I smiled and blindly held out my hand for her to shake.

"Pleasure to meet you, Jackie." I waited... nothing. Not a hand on my hand. I didn't feel the feeling you get when you shake hands. You know, your hands going up and down?

"How many numbers am I holding up?" She asked, suddenly.

"Oh, erm, babe, Star's actually blind."

"Oh, pity. Marco, why don't you get us something to drink? I'm sure Star here is thirsty. Make my favorite beverage, pleeease? Take your time, I won't rush you." Her accent sounds pretty faked to me.

"Right on it!" I heard footsteps disappearing into the kitchen and then, silence. A very eerie and awkward silence if you ask me. Was she even here?

It all went so quickly. A tight grip grasped onto my forearm and dragged me all the outside the house in a staggering manner, where I was then thrown inside a car or van of some sort. Star, why didn't you scream? You all were or are probably wondering. Well here's the thing, I can't. She had her other free hand slapped across my mouth and I was too scared to scream or do anything really. I know. I was stupid.

I was tied and a proper gag made of cloth or some towel was tied around my mouth to keep me quiet and baffle out my cries. It wasn't comfortable, I was very scared. Although it didn't seem like it, I was. Physically and emotionally.

Even if I was already tied, someone was holding me down. Pinning me painfully to the ground.

After for what seems like hours of driving, I was taken out of the vehicle and strapped to a chair, only to be taken again in a place that felt warm and... empty. I did try to wriggle out, but whoever held me had a strong grip and wasn't planning on letting me go sooner or later.

After they had placed me down, it was all quiet. It started geting hot. So hot where I was now drenched in sticky, salty, sweat.

What is going on?

"Hello?!" I screamed. Not loud enough and not as clear. I did it numerous times in hopes of someone hearing me but gave up soon after once I realized that it was no use.

So I did the only thing my body could do at that moment. Cry. I cried. And so what? I'll probably never get to see mother or father ever again. Maybe even Marco. I haven't thanked him for all he's done for me and-

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"You have a thing for my boyfriend?"

Jackie.

She had forcefully ripped off my gag from my mouth. Thank goodness.