rescued and kidnapped

first

  I woke up with a throbbing headache so i pulled my hand to rub my head from wherever it is but i cant. I tried pulling again, this time much harder, but i still cant.

 It seamed like i was handcuffed to something above my head which was probably the bed post considering i am sprawled onto a bed and thankful enough because i woke up fully clothed in my old clothes making it much better meaning he hasn't done anything to me yet.

 I dont know where i am but i do know that i was kidnapped....or rescued....im not quite sure see, I was on a massive teenage party and i was in a hall sitting on the ground drinking vodca lemonade since i really just came here for the alcohol then after a few sips the bartender ( or just some jock thats skilled to make drinks)that made my drink came poppin' out of nowhere and started chatting with me and then he asked me if i was feeling dizzy and i said 'yeah' because coincidentally I do and then he said 'good' then he started picking me up and i was like 'Oh, you little bitch, you drugged me didn't you?' and he'd be just like 'no shit sherlock' and then he picked me up and brought me to a room.

 I was still awake but i couldnt do anything or move, i guess the drug this little bastard put in my drink started kicking in. He put me down the fluffy carpet which i dont really know why because there's literally a bed just a few steps away. So he put me down and went back to lock the door. And when he came back he's already halfway unbuttoning his pants. The damn asshole is eager to get laid. Then we heard a knock.

"Open the door". The guy on the other side said. And then this bastard just answered as if its the most casual thing to say.

 "I can't man, I'm about to rape somebody. Go somewhere else."Oh my god this guy is like completely blunt. I am so screwed, i thought to my self but im not really scared. I mean I'll admit, i still do have my v-card but my life is trash anyway so.... FUCK AWAY PLEASE!

 Just when this motherfucker is about to rip my top off the door came flying open and just like that, the bastard is unconscious and a guy dressed in all black came to my view.

 "You owe me". And after those last words i blacked out and here i am, chained to a stanger's bedroom.I tried moving my feet and i manage to lift it so i thought that my hands are the only ones that was chained but when i pulled a little further my legs came to a halt. Damn it. Whoever cuffed me must've used longer cuffs for my feet. Actually they're not cuffs, they're more like chains but for what reason?

 I took in my surroundings. Because of the longer chains, i managed to sit myself a little. It's a modern room of a teenage boy. I mean, there are posters everywhere, the walls are painted black, there's a small bathroom connected to it, the large windows are covered with dark curtains curtains making the room dimly lit which means it's day time already, a tv in the middle of the room, and a small refrigerator at one far corner no doubt containing beers, junk food, and soda.

 There are also stuff stuck on the walls which i kinda recognize to make the room sound proof which will only mean that it would be useless screaming 'help' endlessly.My eyes stopped wandering around when the door opened and a well shaped half naked guy about my age entered the room. Actually, that's an understatement. A perfectly shaped half naked, smoking hot guy entered the room in the most sexiest way i have ever seen. He looked so good it made me feel like im an actual shit.

 "Oh look, your awake." He spoke, breaking me out of my trance.

 "I'm sorry, do we know each other?, I mean, have we met before? because I dont really remember meeting anyone like you." I asked freaking out.

 "Ok, calm down. Before you hurt yourself asking way too many questions at the same time let me introduce myself first." He said with he's brows up as if he's asking me for permission as he pick up a paper bag. I nodded for him to continue.