Stolen looks

Wendy

an- this chapter gets kinda violent so be warned

Wendy-
When I open my eyes, I see hers, I panic and start trying to scream, I try to move and realize my wrists are bound as are my legs. She wipes away my tears, and after a while I'm tired and more relaxed. Then she grabs my arm. She kisses it, making her way up to my shoulder, I shiver at her touch. When she is done, she twists my arm, I hear it crack and scream. I can tell that my arm is broken, but luckily my shoulder is ok.
"It's ok. I'll make sure it heals later. For now, I have to tell everyone that you're too sick to be around anyone." She walks off and turns the light off as she shuts the door. I sit crying to myself for who knows how long. When the light comes back on, I jump and then start panicking. Irene wraps her arms around my chest, and rests her head on mine. We sit like this for a while, and sooner or later I come to relax.
"Good girl. Thank you for relaxing." I smile through my gag. Then I realize what I'm doing, and stop. She's just messing with you, don't let it get to you. She sets her bag down and digs around in it. She pulls out a gun. And one bullet. I start shaking. I know exactly what she's doing. She also pulls out a radio and an aux chord and her phone. I hear the familiar "la la la la"
"C'mon, let's play." She comes over and unties one of my hands and places the gun in my hand. She goes to stand two meters in front of me. She points to her stomach and holds 3 fingers up.
"Spin, pull, spin, pull, spin, pull." So I do. Spin, pull. Spin, pull. Spin, pull. With each one my heart beats faster and my bite on my tongue and gag gets harder. I taste blood. She walks over, her heels clicking, she takes the gun from my hand, spins the chamber and pulls the trigger a bullet hits the floor between my legs. She pulls my gag off as I scream.