Captivated

The Virgin

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Tears threatened my eyes, but I made it out of the room in one piece. Why did he do that? I was just a stupid jacket. The tears didn't fall until I reached the cafeteria. People would start to eat until about an hour so I sat at a table, and let the tears fall. My life officially sucked. I buried my head in Ray's jacket. The darkness overwhelmed my crying, and I felt the pulling urge of sleep. My body slowly drifted, and I was about to doze.

Then a hand gripped my shoulder. I was stunned, afraid to look up. What if it was someone telling me I was out of place? It might be Ray, coming to tell me he apologizes for what happened. I doubt it.

I lift my head, and catch the drift of the burning light. In image comes a guy. He towers over me. His brown hair falls in his face, covering his brown eyes. He sits in the chair beside me. "I'm sorry about Ray; he is pretty emotional about girls wearing his clothes." He smiles, and it reaches all the way to his eyes. He has a piercing in his lip. He wears a cut t-shirt, and a tattoo wraps around his right bicep.

"I didn't steal it out of his room. I don't even know where the idiot lives." I snuggle my face into my arms.

"Yeah, that was a pretty sucky lie; no one knows where he lives. You couldn't have followed him either. He goes like a hundred miles an hour." The man fake laughs. "Oh, I'm Matt by the way. I'm one of Ray's best friends." His voice is edged, but lovely to listen to.

"I hope you aren't like him." I didn't mean to say it out loud, but Matt's face softens.

"If he slept with you then I'm really sorry. He has this hit and run thing when it comes to women. He has never had a serious relationship."

"That explains a lot." Matt laughs.

"Are you hungry? I know this burger place and it's the bomb." His smile lights up the room.

"Sure, I'd love to." I stand up to leave; my sandals slap the tiled floor.

"You are so loud!" Matt laughs as he opens the door to his truck. He helped me in before climbing in himself.

"I'm sorry!" I laugh; I haven't stopped laughing since we left the cafeteria.

"Do you trust me?" He says as he opens the glove box.

Terror rushes through my veins. "I don't know."

He turns serious again. I didn't think this guy could have a serious face. "I'm not going to hurt you, and if you don't believe me check beside the seat. There is a gun within your reach, and it's loaded. Check if you don't believe me."

My hand slips between the seats and surely enough there is a gun. My fingers come in contact with the item. I pull it from its hiding place, and check for bullets, they're in there. "Okay, I trust you." I laugh again. He reaches in the glove box and pulls out a red blindfold. "Okay, and now I'm scared again." I still laugh. Something inside is comfortable with Matt.

"Don't be, Angel," He wraps the blindfold around my eyes. The blindfold is smooth against my face. The world is completely dark.

"Should I be worried that you keep blindfolds in your car?" He laughs again. The truck rolls into motion, and country music pours out the speakers.

Soon the darkness overwhelms me and I fall asleep. I dream about Ray, he is shirtless in my dorm. I walked in and he stands there staring at me. I look down and I see why. I am in nothing but light pink underwear. I try to cover myself up but I can't. My body is stiff; the only thing that can move is my heart which is beating rapidly in my chest. He strikes toward me, like a predator hunting a prey. I cry out as his hands touch me, exactly where he did. I feel the tears running down my face.