When I woke, the first thing I saw was his face.
“Mr. Crab Hair?” I asked.
“What?” he said with a giggle, a barely audible giggle.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.”
He pulled me up and made me sit beside him. I couldn’t feel anything, I was numb.
“Mr. Crab Hair.” he said, “That’s a nice name. Do you name everyone you meet according to their hair?”
“Uh, no. I- I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you.”
“None taken.”, then he asked, “What’s your name?”
“Alyssa.” I replied, “I’ve seen you somewhere but I don’t remember where.”
“Alyssa’s a beautiful name. The rest of the name?”
“Alyssa Marie…… Alyssa Marie Carter.” I said, “Yours, sir?”
“Call me Abel.”
“The Weeknd, aren’t you?”
“That’s what the younglings call me.” he said and then laughed.
“You have a gig tomorrow.”
“Yes, I do.” he said raising his eyebrow, “You new?”
“New as in?”
“New as in,” he said looking straight into my eyes, “New in the club.”
“New in Tokyo as well as business.” I said.
“Well, business.” he said, looking away, “A nice word for it.”
After five minutes of silence or so I call it, he finally asked if he could buy me a drink. I couldn’t refuse. There was something in him that urged me to say yes. I pulled myself together, stood up and walked with him to the bar. He got us two Bacardis. We had more of it. Tequilas, vodkas, with his friends and a lot of girls. It felt weird but I mixed in. I acted like the other girls. But I didn’t know, at that time, that there’ll be only one girl leaving with him that night.
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Story of My Life
FanfictionI was kidnapped....... This is my story- before everything changed, how it changed, and what now?.... This is the story of Alyssa Marie, daughter of Darren and Mia Strom, who was raised in a conservative family.. (A Weeknd Fanfiction)
