Tempest

Chapter 2

I know the first chapters are a bit boring but i want it, u guys to meet a little bit more about Blair's life first :D

Thanks for reading and please comment.

Please forgive my bad grammar.

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I was laying down in a cold, hard bed. My muscles were petrified by soreness. Cold crept through every pore of my body, sending a shiver straight to my bones.

A man approached to me with an evil grin on his face. I could not distinguish his facial features very well, but as he got closer a horrifying fear overcame me.

I tried to move, but something was holding me down. I looked over to two other men holding me against the bed, one by the wrists and the other one by the ankles. I tried to fight for my freedom, but it was useless.

The three of them laughed at my frustration. Not once in all my life had I been more afraid. The man in front of me put a gag in my mouth. I tried to spit it out but they tied it behind my head. Then, with leather belts, the men tied my hands, feet and head to the bed.

I started to cry in panic. Horrified. Why were they doing this to me?

Then they left. I spent hours there alone, surrounded only by an infinite loneliness. Uncertainty and anticipation was killing me.

Suddenly, I heard voices. I tried to see from where they came from, but I couldn't move. I was able to see only my peripheral vision.

The roof illuminated, blinding me.

I started to cry again, this time louder. Bright lamps lit up on the roof. Ultraviolet lamps. I felt my skin start to burn. Pain traveled all over my body as life slowly escaped my body.

I screamed in agony, but it was muffled by the gag in my mouth. I was unable to feel anything, besides pain. Endless pain.

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I woke in the middle of the night sweating and exalted. It took me some time to realize where I was. Safe in my room. -Great,- I thought, -another nightmare.-

The only bad thing about sleeping was the nightmares. I had wished so many times for a single night of sleep. These where the times in which I regretted it. Regretted finding the stupid serum.

I could not allow myself to be vulnerable, and all those nightmares, and waves of fear were a sign of weakness.

I looked outside. It was still dark. Maybe four or five hours until morning. I searched for the somnific serum on the night stand. There was not a single drop left. -Perfect.- I thought sarcastically.

I got out of bed. There was no serum left, and it would be stupid to lie down and wait for a miracle. I got dressed without thinking. I took the bike's keys; I wanted to feel the wind on my face and pretend, just for a little while, that everything was okay.

I wanted to forget desperately; that's all I wanted it. After roaming around the city, my meanderings led me to Liquid, one of the gay bars of the city.

Many times I had ended up there. Not only there, But in many different clubs, gay or straight, there was no difference to me. I didn't know which one I would end up at, but I knew exactly why was I there.

I parked my bike in front of the club.

When I entered music invaded me. Slowly, with every note, I started to forget. I let the music guide me to the center of the dance floor. I danced sensually like if it there was no one else.

Not much time had passed when I felt two bodies rubbing against mine. I let myself get carried away. The heat coming from their bodies was intoxicating.