𝗞𝗶𝗱𝗻𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 (ℬ𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾ℯ ℰ𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓈𝒽) [𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱 2020]

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿: 𝑇𝑤𝑜

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗧𝘄𝗼: "𝐼𝑚 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑦"

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❀Y/N❀

I woke up.

But my vision was too blurred by my tears for me to see anything.

I wanted to move.

But my legs and arms had no feeling in them.

Hell, my whole body didnt seem to want to function right now, no matter how hard I tried to move anything.

I felt completely numbed from head-to-toe.

As my vision slowly started to get better, I looked around and saw that whatever room I was in was covered only in red LED lighting due to the light strips on the ceiling going around surrounding each corner of the entire room and floor.

I couldn't tell if it was daytime or night time either, since the only window in the room was being covered by very dark curtains on the left side of the room, making it almost impossible for any spec of light to shine through it.

Lifting my head up slightly, I saw that I was on a king-sized bed which was actually very quite soft and comfortable, so I guess whoever is keeping me here probably wanted me to atleast be-

Wait.

Its all coming back to me now.

Claudia, the party, Billie-

Billie.

She literally knocked me out unconscious and kidnapped me!

'This must be her room then' I thought to myself.

It wasnt bad looking either, it was very nice and tidy. There was an old record player with a couple of records in one corner of the room, a huge 85" inch flatscreen TV on the wall in front of me, and under it was a black dresser that had a PS4 ontop of it. There was also a couple of Justin Bieber posters plastered on atleast each wall of the room, some appropriate and others, inappropriate.

She must really love Justin Bieber huh?

I also noticed that I didnt have my heels on anymore, she must have took them off and put them on the floor somewhere in the room.

I was certain there was more to this room like nice carpeting and what-not. But I cant really see anything from the bed and down, since it was pretty tall.

What am I still even doing on this bed?

I was kidnapped for crying out loud!

When I finally got the ability to move both of my arms a bit, I felt something yank back my wrists almost immediately making me wince from the sharp thrash until it was then I felt a small bit of liquid trickle down my left arm. It was a red substance.

Great, now im bleeding.

I sighed and just lie there praying that somehow I would just die from this small cut on my wrist.

Im not being dramatic either, ive read many kidnapping stories, and they're obviously not very pleasing.

Being tied up is only one factor of being kidnapped, but it could be worse.

In most kidnapping scenarios, the kidnappers would have you tied up in a basement full of nothing and surrounding you with a whole bunch of torture devices.

Both sexual and actual pain inducing ones.

Billie just happened to be a 'nice' kidnapper, But I shouldnt jinx myself.