(Y/N POV)
where am I?
I let out a groan as I tried to open my eyes, I felt so week and groggy.
I attempted to lift my week arms to rub the sleep from my eyes when I realised they where tied to the bed post.
I looked around the room, It was simple and cozy. I could see the dim glow of fairly lights on the walls and candles scattered across the room, a sweet aroma filled my nostrals and I realised the candles where scented. A pile fluffy pillows and stuffed animals surrounded me making me almost melt into the bed.(imagine this but with candles and stuffed animals.)
At first glance this place felt warm and inviting but the more I looked around the more I realised how wrong I was. Both the walls and floor where painted a pure cold white. Something about this place began to resemble a prison a prison to me. There where no windows. The door was covered by a lavander mesh curtain with fairy lights scattered across it, I could see the door though the mesh, it was solid steal with multiple diffrent locks all across it and an electronic key pad.
Next to my bed stood an IV that was slowly pumping a purple liquid into to my arm.
I turned my head to the other side of the bedroom where I saw something that sent chills down my spine. A collage of pictures of my face spread across one corned of the room. Some of these photos where from my social media but others where random snapshots of me, photos I didn't know where taken.There was one that looked like it was taken from inside of my closet it showed me undressing.
Another of me laughing with my friends.
Some of me just walking down the street.
There was even a few of me curled up in my bed asleep.
Infront of these photos I saw the shilloet of a man, his form was illuminated by the flickering candle light around him. His fingers slowly caressed the photos. He must have felt my eyes on him because he quickly turned to face me.
I couldn't see his face due to the dim lighting of the room and the hood that covered over half of his face.
He moved towards me.
I wanted to run away so badly but I was too weak to put up any kind of fight.
This man soon stood over my bed. His large hand reached towards me and his fingers slowly traced my my jawline.
I panic my heart racing as I franticly pull at my restraints and start screaming.Am I going to die!?!
the next chapters about to get so so spicy so be warned 😂 ♥
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