Sweet Revenge

Chapter: 4

" What... Ohhh my head." Zoe moaned as she rubbed her head. Zoe tried to open her eyes, and failed. She was to tired. " Huh... what happened to me?" She thought to herself. " Why does my leg hurt so bad...?" Suddenly remembering what had happened to her, she bolted up. " Ohhh..." she moaned as all the blood in her head rushed. Opening her eyes, she didn't recognize where she was. It was what looked like a basement but it had knives,daggers,swords, and a whole bunch of difderent kinds of weapons everywhere. There were some on a small wodden table that was by a green couch. There was some hanging off the wall, which was painted blue. She got up and off of the hard matress on the floor that she was laying on. " Where the hell am I? And what happened to the guy with the swords...? He had a hood covering most of his face, but somehow he looked familiar to me." She though. Just then she heard a noise coming from behind the door in the far corner. " Oh shit, what do I do?" She wispered. Her eyes darted around the room, looking for another exit. The was a window, but it had bars on the outside. " Fuck" Zoe muttered. She quickly picked up a small blade, and hid behind some boxes that were stacked in the corner. Zoe heard the door open. " What? Where the hell did she go?" The guy that entered said. " That voice!" Zoe thought.

Zoe stood up from her hiding place, and stared at the person who had walked in. His clothes were dirty, and a little torn. He looked like he had been wearing them for days. The white tank top had a big red stain on the side, that looked like blood. his denmin jeans had holes in both the knees, and a few in other places. They also had what looked to be blood staind, but not as big. " Zoe..." He said, glancing at the blade in her hand. " Put the Guardian Blade down..." He never took his eyes off of Zoe. " What?" She said, then looked down and realized she was holding onto it for dear life. She held the Guardian Blade up, and pointed it at him. " Who the fuck gave you the right to bring me here? and were you the one in the street at night? With the blades?" She asked bewildered. He inched closer to Zoe. " Yes I brought you here because you were bleeding, if I didn't do that you would have blead out." He inched a little closer . " I dressed your wound, then changed your clothes. Your dress was ripped." He said calmly, iching forward a little more. Zoe glanced down and finally realized that she did have on different clothes, and there was a cloth around her leg. She had a blue shirt on, that she had remembered seeing before but coulden't place it. The black gym shorts she wore were big on here, but the draw string was tied tight.

Before she knew it, the Guardian Blade was out of her hand and in his. He had her arm pinned behind her back, and she couldn't move. " Let me go!" Zoe ordered. " No, your a smart girl you can get out of this." He said inches away from her ear. Zoe could feel his breath on her. Zoe was to frustrated to think clearly. " Come on you can do it, calm down and think." He said and kissed her neck. " I can help you relax this time, but I'm pretty sure anyone else that would do this to you wouldn't." He said and kissed her neck again. " Mmm" Zoe softly moaned. " His touch is so amazing..." She thought. Then she elbowed him in the stomach, catching him off guard and he let go to hold his stomach. " Ugh, good, good, Owwe." He said. Standing up right, he stared into Zoes eyes. " If looks could kill..." She mumbled. He inched closer to her, and backed her up against the wall. " No no, wait I can't get distracted! I have to know what the hell is going on. Why is Drake in a house with a buch of weapons???" She thought.